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Cada año quedaban en el mismo acantilado. A ella le gustaba llegar temprano, sentarse a escucharle aparecer. El mar le anunciaba su cercanía, el olor y la melodía de otro verano.
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Every year they met in the same cliff. She loved getting there early, sitting to listen for him to show up. The sea announced him closed, another summer scent and melody.
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