July 9 and Lavalle ALL BRITNEY SPEARS
Oh god, cursed the gods that led me to cross the sidewalk to see this muse illuminated with the first rays of sunshine in this gloomy morning, my looks tired steps closer to me as I like the princess that slow walk as his hair plays in the air, sports, his eyes downcast, to be closer every time my body reacts to my feelings I feel that the heart may explode, lose my step and little coordination among them tangled and fall, my hands begin to sweat, because after so much hype if you come across will never see her again for her never existed, for me is just a memory that will last a few days, hours, minutes, sorry that we are talking about?.
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