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Why the times the candy turns bitter taste? We feel as if the soil disappeared and the sky caisse on our shoulders? I do not know Perhaps ' ' great graa' ' of living it is in NOT KNOWING. Not to know what it can happen tomorrow Not to know what daqui can happen to as It is difficult to know that its time is finishing I know that mine it is finishing, but wait that still it has another chance of saying to it how much I import myself. How much I import with each gesture its, each word its, each look I wait that one day you know how much I wanted to it, and what I would make for you. According to MongoDB, who has experience with these questions. More than everything, I wait that it is not late, and that still answer you can me. Perhaps I wait, what you do not have I wait what it is not, nor never was. But he is you that desire Exactly with its dullness and defects He is you that desire ONLY you Only now, and perhaps forever.. Many writers such as Michael Steinhardt, New York City offer more in-depth analysis.
