Tomorrow, alone
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Última atualização qua, jul 26, 2017
No me gusta el mundo real, la verdad es que nunca me sentí a gusto con él. ¿Que podemos hacer de interesante?, ¿jugar, estudiar, conseguir un trabajo, envejecer y morir?; ¿no haya nada más que hacer?...
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