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Jul 2021
Reason and sentiment allowed him to follow, because of his wealth, the inevitable hanging chestnut ropes seen in that Fountain.
In those days he responded to the echoes, nothing was born from him, it was true death in the natural stench of him. At more than one moment, the brake pathologies would appear, every part of him would disappear, without leaving any trace.

Greatness has to come from where he started, and for that reason, nothing else is going to talk about the lurid pain of not having Antonieta. One day at night the chrysalis would dance through the neat and free space, some were swaying near Ludwig, who shone the lantern on them, some lamps, others fell without their second elytra.
Ludwig ...: As a chrysalis, I jumped into the acrobatic game with Martina and Aurora. Like that one, the desalted chrysalis I have to convert and change my Kingdom. Today at night I can be noisy in my clothes, with wood, but in the morning a covering hope of good portent will be born in its advanced metamorphosis. My security will be such that it will promote my health after all. He went back to sleep and was motivated to find Antonieta, who like she was so necessary the moment she was, he managed to see her.

This time in the sheer and gracious act of sharing something that is in between, he totally came from her with her greatest weaponry. She slept and slept, just to sleep with the company of sleep, which before bordered on the lashing brakepathy. The terrain of reality is flat and straight. Now only holes abound in the calm silence predicting untimely falls. In the cool, icy morning, he touched her hand with an air of unspeakable warmth, some candid light, some hint of a good awakening. And he decides to go find Antonieta. At that moment, no less than two blocks away, he saw a woman approaching. She was dressed in black and her gait slowed as she approached like giddy.
Ludwig ...: What a sad inclination her state must tire! She seems very sorry ... But it is her ... !!. He ran to her, two meters before they stopped, they both looked at each other. Ludwig came over, hugging her very gently. He sensed that his mother had died. She assertively told him that yes, that she fell into her arms when she was going to give him her medicine.

Antonieta ...: Right my Ludwig, Long time no see, Where have you been, and how have you felt ...? Let me hug you, will you ...!
Ludwig ...: Yes ..., Yes ..., I'm going to protect you, I'm going to forget that my prayer relieves you, just trust the warmth of my arms.

The lovers continued together for a long time. One to the other told what happened in the time that they did not see each other. And besides, he heard the painful agony of his mother. On his part, he told her everything from that day they kissed goodbye. She tells him to take her for another chance and he promises her.
Weirdly Emigrate Chapter XIX
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
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Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso  M/Chile, San Antonio
(M/Chile, San Antonio)   
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