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 Tomándome el tiempo de escribir sobre ti carnal. Saludándote con un sentido de admiración a las ganas con que enfrentas cada conversación. Nada es fácil en este mundo, pero lo haces ver como todo lo contrario. Mr.Smooth! 

Esos corajes. Ahí te encargo, ¿no?.

De ti aprendí a como tomar las cosas, de una manera alivianado; con prudencia y a la misma vez, con una vibra valemadrista a todo dar. Todo es bueno.

Quien como tu para pistear, ¡Uf!-- Mis respetos! 

Sigue haciendo lo tuyo carnal. Sin mirar atrás. Desde lejos/cerca te apoyo.

I'm rooting for ya.. Always!

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