No de muerte son tus armas , son de vida y salvaci坦n ;para toda circunstancia ,que confronte mi naci坦n.
Nunca habremos de tener, los laureles de la gloria , que sublime es la victoria, de cumplir con el deber.
Aveces quisiera parecerme, al tipo que tu crees que soy.
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