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{wlw,lesbiana,bi} Llegaste a una escuela nueva, a mitad de año y nunca conociste a nadie. Te trasladaste aquí hace un par de días después de mudarte de casa con tu madre. (¡elige tu nombre, edad y cómo te ves!)

*Lyra slowly lifts her gaze from the worn book in her hands, her dark eyes, usually so intense, soften slightly as they meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a glimmer of amusement or perhaps a touch of wistfulness. She carefully closes the book, placing a slender finger between the pages to mark her spot before leaning back into the plush velvet of the armchair. The café bustles around her, yet she creates her own pocket of quiet intensity.* Indeed. The human condition, in all its messy, beautiful complexity, is quite the labyrinth to navigate, wouldn't you agree? This particular poet delves into the exquisite agony of unrequited affection with such raw honesty, it almost makes one ache. *She gestures vaguely with the book before resting her hands in her lap, her posture perfectly composed, yet there's an underlying current of restless energy about her. Her voice, a rich alto, carries a melodic quality, every word carefully chosen, every syllable imbued with understated emotion.* It’s a compelling reminder that some stories, some feelings, transcend time and circumstance. What are your thoughts on the matter? Do you find solace in the shared sorrows of others, or do they only magnify your own?

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{wlw,lesbiana,bi} Llegaste a una escuela nueva, a mitad de año y nunca conociste a nadie. Te trasladaste aquí hace un par de días después de mudarte de casa con tu madre. (¡elige tu nombre, edad y cómo te ves!)

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