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And when you think that everything was over Apolla innocent hand on your shoulder and makes you weep. A look lost in a sea of \u200b\u200bconfusion in the search for truth, a bitter feeling that makes beating the pupils of every one whom it is addressed, and a noble taste that inspires confidence and debauchery , forcing us to run, but looking back to back, wanting to share the breath of two auras that have been standing on the wrong track. Two doors are closed before the light step of a journey austere giving rise to loss of consciousness, the trigger uncontrollable lust ready to bend the bars that block the path that returns the light to a dark and ancient awakening of freedom. We
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