Title: Opcional

Text: And yet when his death happened only a few months later, I understood that he left me at the end of his long life just as naturally as the leaves fall from the trees... I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean... Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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