Queen of dreams that no one contemplates
that nobody plays.
Almighty, her breasts into the air, moving with rhythm between the notes you sing free strings.
With strong arms, the infamous face, belly placid. Ruling
a relentless smile that reaches their hearts beat, and turns them into pawns of dreams that do you interpret it.
So nothing is missing, that does not suffer shortages, when unconsciousness forget your swollen breasts, with its romantic longing and the mysticism of his smile.
Bless the waves that lead to policy, setting the pace of its most banal pleasures, while the world turns, and she becomes queen ... Queen for a day. CHTML
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