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There once was a princess of tiny feet.
not lived in a crystal palace, nor had knit dresses with silver, but I loved getting shocked by the smell of orange blossoms of the old courtyard.
His greatest treasure was a jar of clay.
The coming and going to a nearby well, fill it with water and smile at the children playing around, he kept busy in mmañanas. In the evening, ring loose, disjointed and dreams.

That princess does not dream?

No princes princesses blue for no palaces, those of these are in yellow,dusty, fresh from the story, or even trying to enter. Nor fairies or stepmothers, or dragons, little more than imaginary goblins, severe maternal and cockroaches.

does not matter anymore.

The princess, as absent when he sings, as absent when he laughs, just dreams. And a rainy day, feet slipping in pitcher falls, breaks down. The princess falls asleep suddenly, without warning, without time to start dreaming.

Now, everything starts to matter, because there is the kiss princes, or the lovely fairies or dragons that custodien, only poor people who weep over the pitcher that his little feet ...

DO NOT CRY MY LAND

DO NOT STOP MY BIRDS TO FLY ...

Gargoyles WIZARD AND PREPARE THIS LAST RIDE!

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Fungal Infections More Condition_symptoms MY FIRST TIME

Always listen to comments that the "first time" people come to see the stars and touch them with his hands, which are chocolate and enjoy their bite-flavored cotton candy etc etc ...

Some see the moon suddenly acercarceles ...
hear the dialogue between the cricket and ant
Smell the condensed water out of the atomesfera
fingers feel the slight wind playing to touch their skin ....

All that I do not know, but I will never forget my first time will be the green dragon that uses everything that sticks ... Fredy
Krugger clone and his basket of candy with your compaaa, compraaa ... that strange color of the sea, the taste of tea that was taking, thisfani by my side and green apple, Archimedes style The laughter, the happiness that seemed interminable
and the horrible feeling of sand between your toes ... Ahhh ....

and remember: Not all that glitters is gold O_o ... JAJAJAJA





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