When defeated souls meet.

On Life, Hope y todo lo demás...

Like bookends, they sat on a bench, each at opposite corners. Strangers, they were, by chance in the same park at the same time. They both had stories, maybe not to tell, but unlike books, they both had unfinished endings.

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