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Jan 2016
A woman...
Powerful living thing on earth.
A master of creations,
and a Goddess of love.
No harm shall touch them, because
they are indestructible.
Just like faith.
A faith that pass through them,
with a tsunami of love.
They walk by everything and it all bows to them,
and the moon with his moonlight, guide them through
the darkest path of  a dark hole.
Only God knows... Why he took my rib for her.
And, I am glad he did.
Eccentric touch of God...
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
(37/M/PR)   
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   lluvia de abril and SPT
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