The love is not bought, he doesn't sell himself, he sits down. He is free as our thought, and for that reason it will happen, it always happens, a dictator to take possession of the thought of the love. Where the love arrives, everything shines she, becomes ennobling. Happy the ones that are slaves of the love, because the Universe will belong to them. Never forget: the love is our god, the eternal road that leads us to the altars of the purified paradise, sanctified.
And where has revolution, there it is the love in gestation.
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