Title: Opcional

Text: I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks. And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed. And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim. I'll drink alcohol until my friends come home for Christmas. And I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have but I did not lose. Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes. And I'm split in half but that'll have to do. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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