Baila con el corazon
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que pensarias si te toca montar una coreografia con el famosisimo cantante ed sheeran y al final descubres que es un completo idiota que no sabe ni como bailar...
bueno en efecto eso fue lo que me paso a mi en esta ocasion ,pero esto solo a de empezar,mi nombre es lizzy y quiero que me acompañes en esta loca aventura de amor y odio
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