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Monica

July 30 9:57 AM

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Outro
Let me take this moment to talk to those people who have been running on the race of life spinning in the same vicious circle.
You who've been looking for a way out.
And you've tried everything in pursuit of happiness.
You who've been desperate for something new.
It's time to switch. And you change time is now.
It does not matter where you are or where they come, if you're neighborhood or the city, if you're rich if you are poor, this is not where you've been but where you can get.
Nobody is sufficiently bad as to not come through the door God opens.
Nobody is good enough to stay outdoors.
God created you for a purpose. You are not a crash. Perhaps your family but you do not expect God always has been waiting for you.
There sigas looking past you, that is no longer important.
Today is the day to start again.
Hey, if you want to see different changes dare to do different things.
It's time to take the responsibilities that we play as parents and as sons.
It's time to fight for our city, our community.
It's time to start running and bring the message of God.
This is not religion but a relationship with our Heavenly Father.
And it is simple, no matter where you find now.
You can now begin again.
It might take time because there is a process.
But just remember, every time it falls on will be there to get up.
When you deviate from the path, he will be there ready to give you direction.
Do not resist change.
Remember that God does not condemn you for your past. It is time to look at your future.
Just ask God that opportunity.
Tell:
"Lord forgive me, I was wrong. Today I recognise that I have sinned, you and I apologise. I accept that what you did for me. Today I understand that I am much more valuable for what they thought. I am a creation of yours, and I want change. We ask you to help me to walk on the right track. "
If you've done this prayer of heart. I think you been born again. Take this second chance that God gives you. Keep it close to him as always first in your life. Because that will take you to places you never thought you. Follow it, not run without purpose and more motivated to run to win.
Funky

Poeta Del Amor 1967

July 12 11:08 AM

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Hola Ante dale la bienvenida a mi reino personalmente y lo segundo dejarle un presente de bienvenida y desearle un hermoso fin de semana que lo disfrute un cordial saludo de sir francisc emperador del reino de Jaén y sus condados

Erotica

Cayó sobre tu espalda
la llama de tu pelo,
y quemó la blancura
su ondulación de fuego.

Entre los áureos rizos,
por el amor deshechos,
yo vi calientes, húmedos,
brillar tus ojos negros.
Sin desmayar, erguidos,
redondos, duros, tersos,
temblaron los montones
de nieve de tus pechos.
Y de amor encendida,
estremecido el cuerpo,
con amorosa savia
sus rosas florecieron.
El clavel de tus labios
brindaba miel de besos,
y fue mi boca ardiente
abeja de sus pétalos.
De la crujiente seda,
que resbalara al suelo,
emergió su blancura
tu contorno supremo.
Y al impulso movido
de ardoroso deseo,
se cimbró entre mis brazos
y quedó prisionero.
Me abrasaban tus ojos.
Me quemaba tu aliento.
Y apagó las palabras
el rumor de tus besos.

Erotica

Caiu sobre tua costas
a chama de teu pêlo,
e queimou a blancura
sua ondulação de fogo.
Entre os áureos frisados,
pelo amor desfeitos,
eu vi quentes, úmidos,
brilhar teus olhos pretos.

Sem desmaiar, erguidos,
redondos, duros, tersos,
tremeram os montões
de neve de teus peitos.

E de amor acesa,
estremecido o corpo,
com amorosa seiva
suas rosas floresceram.

O cravo de teus lábios
brindava mel de beijos,
e foi minha boca ardente
abelha de seus pétalas.

Da crocante seda,
que deslizasse ao solo,
emergiu seu blancura
teu contorno supremo.

E ao impulso movido
de ardoroso desejo,
se cimbró entre meus braços
e ficou prisioneiro.

Me abrasavam teus olhos.
Me queimava tu encorajo.
E apagou as palavras
o rumor de teus beijos.

Erotica

Caeu sobre a túa costas
a chama do teu pelo,
e queimou a brancura
a súa ondulación de lume.
Entre os áureos crechos,
polo amor desfeitos,
eu vi quentes, húmidos,
brillar os teus ollos negros.

Sen desmayar, erguidos,
redondos, duros, tersos,
tremeron as cheas
de neve dos teus peitos.

E de amor acendida,
estremecido o corpo,
con amorosa zume
as súas rosas floreceron.

O clavel dos teus beizos
brindaba mel de bicos,
e foi a miña boca ardente
abella dos seus pétalos.

Da crocante seda,
que esvarase ao chan,
emerxeu a súa brancura
o teu contorno supremo.

E ao impulso movido
de ardoroso desexo,
se cimbró entre os meus brazos
e quedou prisioneiro.

Me abrasaban os teus ollos.
Me queimaba o teu azo.
E apagou as palabras
o rumor dos teus bicos.

Erotica

Va caure sobre la teva esquena
la llama del teu pèl,
i va cremar la blancor
la seva ondulació de foc.
Entre els auris rissos,
per l'amor desfets,
jo vaig veure calents, humits,
brillar els teus ulls negres.

Sense desmaiar, dreçats,
rodons, durs, tersos,
van tremolar els munts
de neu dels teus pits.

I d'amor encesa,
estremit el cos,
amb amorosa saba
les seves roses van florir.

El clavell dels teus llavis
brindava mel de petons,
i va ser la meva boca ardent
abella dels seus pètals.

De la cruixent seda,
que rellisqués a terra,
va emergir la seva blancor
el teu contorn suprem.

I a l'impuls mogut
d'ardorós desig,
es cimbró entre els meus braços
i va quedar presoner.

M'abrasaven els teus ulls.
Em cremava el teu alè.
I va apagar les paraules
el rumor dels teus petons.