Title: Opcional

Text: Ironspy, I didn't hear you coming from behind. Yes I'm afraid to turn around to watch you point and whisper, like a child. Someone stop my hands from shaking. Iron in my spine's conducting lightning, raging anger. You'll never truly be mine. But if you were, I wouldn't want you anyway. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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