El miedo que sentía era inevitable y solo podía refugiarse en las pequeñas cosas hermosas del mundo. En aquellos que eran copos de nieve en el calor y algodón en el frío.
The fear she felt was inevitable and she could only take refuge in the beautiful little things of the world. In those which were snowflakes in the summer and cotton in the cold.

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