Title: Opcional

Text: Sometimes when I look up I see stars that cut through the sky and fade quickly into nothingness, and I pray that you aren't as fleeting, because when we're lying in roads I get the same feeling that gravity will just turn off and I'll fall endlessly into something much larger than I am. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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