10 November, I am told was a day complex, hard, suffered much crying and concern, as were two girls on their way, two girls while he was ahead and decided to make itself felt before time. Everything was ready to receive them, the only thing that lacked was the position that these small they were.
The first one took responded better than the second. Estella was called, and was larger than the first, but weak and frail, his body did not respond, his senses gave way and the death came.
just spent three days in this small could breathe the air of this world, or the artificial air of a machine trying to fight between life and death with an angel's body dressed slowly of eternity, of persistent memory and reason to believe that life is lived best when you have.
The girls fought, as they could but they did, the first could win, lived, cried and grew up trying to configure the reason for his life, the history that preceded and the sister who accompanied her.
years passed, life went on, new evidence came and now, life, death and struggle are configured to machine new possibilities stand in the midst of chaos, time, the misfortunes and questions that are constantly released into the air to hunt answers.
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