I want to share this work of art, opera prima of my dear Gladys, whose interpretation and title was drowned, there was no criticism or comment from me, just silence and a look between them, how nice to denial cried ¡!!!, Mutual of inexorable reality. Expression of a feeling, a way of life exemplary, honesty and integrity to the end.
The flowers show that there is life, no future, no hope, not as we know it and we got used, imperfect, different, but always life, to which he clung so that we can enjoy.
Even in hell, with the mean time, with pain and loss, found the beauty and never left to plant and share with joy, your time.
Lito.
The flowers show that there is life, no future, no hope, not as we know it and we got used, imperfect, different, but always life, to which he clung so that we can enjoy.
Even in hell, with the mean time, with pain and loss, found the beauty and never left to plant and share with joy, your time.
Lito.
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