With a last effort, tore the heart from my chest and I offered to world. And the world was a pufferfish, with unspeakable indolence, took it adjusted your lens conveniently jeweler and without much interest, it examined from various angles. Then, shaking his head negatively , redeposited on my chest bleeding; and walked off, thinking maybe in the family, at work, or perhaps, in those travel, those parties that are not available to everyone.
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