Compared to a lemon, with its citrus flavors and pleasant moments passengers to be diluted with a touch sweet. At times, impresindible and at times ignored, quenches my thirst and my taste repels common. If I'm so used to and know about their reality "taste like? "Like my taste? Who knows? whether internally or write to him taste. and poison antidote, I resigned myself to understand its true flavor. Some day I will discover the formula and when it does it will be late, that someone you've already harvested and squeezed. That particular antagonism as my only compass and the morning sun at dusk that gives warmth and color, I hope. Agrio pride that holds me is your prison, involuntary traitor who knows ...
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