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Dec 2019
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Today last year
I passed through your threshold for the first time
Not knowing that I would eventually have a key
Now,
We don’t talk
We don’t see each other,
We don’t say I love you.
All it took was a year.
A year that took a lot from me.
Pilar Orozco
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