A. Hello! how are you?
B. Away.
And that would be enough, one of these days dawns than dead, I'm fairly sure, as everything I do, and I know that this time would bury more than I could deliver, because your ghost and almost transparent, would go with philosophies that do not quite take, but I knew how to accept, he would go with children's drawings, with my clumsiness rugged, with memories that did not happen but cherished. I will not be
Aldo, I swear, I received a small dose of it in these days and I'm sure it would be my grave, a rebirth of sadness, a desinspiracion for live, a bad shot eternal. Is it possible that reaparesca? It would be my end.
Aldo, I swear, I received a small dose of it in these days and I'm sure it would be my grave, a rebirth of sadness, a desinspiracion for live, a bad shot eternal. Is it possible that reaparesca? It would be my end.
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