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YA NO ME ACUERDO
Everything is forgotten. The taste of that wonderful ice cream you ate with your cousins on the beach, the afternoons at the fair and cotton candy, that close friendship you made on your family's village, or those snacks you had without a shirt and flip-flops at your grandmother's house. All the details that once were, now fade into vague memories, without remedy. If you ask me, I would like to be a child again, because I don't remember anymore.
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