The night hides things ... with darkness, lit only those which have, illuminates only the Nice, those who deserve to look ... Become, well, and the night and covered with deep black veil you sore and left to be the beautiful things of life ...
Maybe, when dawn, to discover a truth that will not do you like. No wonder, then, Why are there secrets. Is to protect, when sunlight begins to illuminate all those who do not want ....
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