I am accused ... did not understand the meaning of life, from a pulpit that, frankly, is perched on the basis of a fragile ego that does not see the huge gap in the pompous air about him.
Then comes a call to the cell ... answer: Fiorella is that I sing my reasons! I know that what I do and I do not like the result of a menofotto dull but the realization that "fly away" ... behold, I know!
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