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They call it spiritual, They call it ethical. They call it universal, They call it motherly. They call it usual, They call it mutual. shut your eyes, and think of your tomorrow. Shut you mouth, and speak

Here again! Moment that bring refreshing, the hour of bliss we have being expecting. Giving us a new look into what was done and what is worth doing better, remedy to every malady of the unfulfilled. To

Tú, mi confidente. Tú, mi apoyo. Tú, al que siempre le contaba mis experiencias. Tú, con quien siempre podía encontrar un motivo para reírme. Tú, mi mejor amigo. Aún parece mentira que después de ser tan

It been seven years since the US gathered a coalition of NATO willing to overthrow the government of Libya to bring freedom and democracy to people there. so let's check in on how things are going in the