Mi naturaleza me obliga a cometer travesuras. Cruel escondiendo mi ternura, astuta al mostrar mi rebeldía, alegre con gotas de sarcasmo. ¡Soñadora con los pies en la Tierra! Para que tener un hombre a tus pies, si puedes tener miles de ellos...
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