
If you can dream -and not make dreams your master, If you can think -and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with the Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and buid 'em up with worn-our tools:Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, and - whis is more- YOU'LL BE A MAN, MY SON!
) per tal de poder penjar totes les nostres fotos. El correu-e que demana és soparcalassans@hotmail.com i la contrassenya és marius.www.facebook.com
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Juajajja!
QUe monos y que cabezones!
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