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Luis Alberto Oct 2014
Come to my house.
We will have fun, do whatever.
But come to my house.

You will not want to leave.
And somehow you could not.
However you spend the fine.
I have pleasure tools.

You will feel that everything is yours,
no one may be brought.
You will be perpetual and dogmatized.
Ambiguous definition, whatever.

Come to my house.
Do not be scared.
Here is your place.
Make the most. But now.

— The End —