Solo #20

Moisés. 19. Futuro marido.

Hoy, tiré una moneda y a la vida le pedí una cosa:

volverte a ver.

Voy a acumular años de chismes

para contarnos las perradas

hasta que te hagas gordo

y yo mida 1.80

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