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      <title> Mis inspiraciones  by antonio salcedo chanco</title>
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      <pubDate>2017-11-21 00:25:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>MY FAVORITE PERSON</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>It was a February 6 that i will never forget that day i met the most important person in my life. It had been almost nine months since I knew I would meet him and I could<br>not bear the urge to see him, that although he did not know, he had already chosen the name that he had with my last name his whole life.</div><div>Hours before I had to work as usual, on arriving at 3 in the afternoon I left with an anxiety that is not compared to anything, the curiosity of what would be his face, his gestures, made him forget that from that moment onwards My life forever.<br><br>When I arrived at the hospital they told me that there had been a complication and that they had to perform an operation, the fear invaded my body but the support of my relatives gave me back the calm. Minute by minute, I asked God to do everything right, and by four and forty in the afternoon they finally allowed me to see him. When I went to his meeting, I looked around so that I could know which of all the members of that choir of children was going to be my favorite star. When at last I could see on his wrist the bracelet that indicated my last name, my eyes lit up, there was he with me so small, all white, with huge eyelashes that until today are a lot of people's weakness. Hay was waiting for me as he does until today to be able to take him in my arms and tell him that I love and love him forever.<br><br></div><div>Five years have passed since that day and many of those we have spent playing, laughing, fighting and sometimes crying I know I'm not the best but I try to be so that I do not lack anything, except my company that I can only provide the Weekends because he must pay the price of many lost battles, that the diplomacy that tries to practice did not serve of anything, therefore there are conflicts in which it only has to surrender.<br><br></div><div>When I can I call him on the phone and he is the one who now repeats to me every moment how much he wants to destroy in my soul a piece that reunites when I have him again in my arms, as when I met him with the difference of To be able to express our love with words that unite us more and more.&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>That person that I charge, kiss, hug and even scold sometimes will be a great professional, then I will take care of that; Maybe the road that I'm leaving has been a long one will be many obstacles but I only pray to God that people who cross our path are not impediment to get to live together and give you the family you deserve. His name is Joaquin Imanol and he will become someone of success I have said.<br><br></div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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