Cherri...! Classified always wins, because it will never leave its place again, it was repeating a score of ten, never changing... It does beautiful work, everyone can admire it now, don't give up, it wins first place Wonderful, it looks beautiful, everyone thinks it's beautiful like that, they love you, loving it... Madame says To Aryel, the voice heard by the world, all who know how to play the flute, so blowing
Cherrie♡》》"An appreciable one, surfing the best wave... famous there France-Museu de Louvre, Mona Lisa... in this best you, on a unique coastline in São Paulo, Bertoga-Riviera de São Lourenço, ostentatious... viralisa- me, also in all its 'Guarujá part'... more than that, in this dazzling-parade analogy Paulista watercolor, contemporary Brazil... a bigger medal does justice to you..." ...! (...) Aryell,
Opposites attract, opening up your sensitive body, my country skin. The southern snow whitening the dusk. The fireplace fires a wine and you. I give you the stars an entire field, just to have your body smell again. And southern snow whitening the dusk. The fire in the fireplace, wine and YOU.
And the credits faded in full crescendo of enchantment, while, with looks and the generosity of words, she threw me from one hand to the other and breathed songs inaudible to non-enchanted ears. I experienced the abandonment of the obvious and the self to float in a reality full of abstraction; animalistic, but contained abstraction.
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