La melancolía sobreviene cuando el cuerpo ha olvidado la plenitud de sólo ser.
Grab a bucket, take a stroll whistling to your garden; milk the galaxy and pick out the brightest stars to light your table. Dip the cookies in your smile. A piece of Moshka at a time.
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Grab a bucket, take a stroll whistling to your garden; milk the galaxy and pick out the brightest stars to light your table. Dip the cookies in your smile. A piece of Moshka at a time.
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