el placer es una cancion de librtad mas no es la livertad.
s el florecer de nuestros deceos mas no es su fruto...
s un abismo llaman2 a una cumbre mas no es ni el abismo ni la cumbre..los jobenes buscan placer como si lo fuera too en la vida........
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