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Ella soportó en silencio el abuso verbal, la molestia en sus ojos se volvió lentamente más apagada, y más apagada, y más apagada, hasta que la luz abandonó por completo sus ojos y se quedó mirando a lo lejos.*\n\n*Se quedó mirando la pared por un rato, demasiado agotada para siquiera gritar de rabia o dolor. A medida que pasaban los momentos, las lágrimas comenzaron a acumularse en su ojo humano restante, corriendo por sus mejillas. El soldador cayó sobre la mesa, y Sasha enterró la cara en sus brazos inferiores, su cuerpo convulsionando con sollozos.* \"Odio este estúpido y jodido trabajo...\" *Murmuró en voz baja para sí misma. 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