People love us when give for us their better years and not the rest, the shit years. We felt a winner and came a demon with a face of friend to say that we need married when the green had passes for complete, I used to feel proud was the life of a saint a very honest life, and came the demon to say that I am not a winner but a loser.
Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim
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