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En El Mes De Mayo

Dear you, I get myself into these predicamentsalways with a punchline at the end. In three weeks, I had written an epilogue,rehearsed my lines for our imagined two-hour rom-com,and found myself smitten. Another story was unfolding right in front of me.So, here you are. Sage eyes, with a pierce so warmI can’t help but hold…