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It was difficult to say how any crisis started. For her, she was on the threshold of frustrated expectations of unattainable dreams.She hesitated between being and staying, between waiting and doing. And she didn’t know how to get rid of it.


Era difícil decir cómo una crisis comenzaba. Para ella, estaba en el umbral de las expectativas frustradas de sueños inalcanzables.
Divagaba entre ser y ser, entre esperar y hacer. Y yo no sabía cómo salir de allí.

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