Anónimo

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Siento como corre el sudor por mi frente. Es tarde, de noche. El largo túnel del metro parece no tener fin. Tiemblan mis manos, estoy muy cansada. Intento pensar en algo agradable pero mi mente se dirige una y otra vez al mismo lugar, al recuerdo imborrable del rictus de la muerte en su cara.

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