LOST IN THE NIGHT ... .... Raul
Ludueña
Ludueña
is a desert road leads nowhere, for these sandy roads and wander lonely government opponents. The grabbed the night.
Until recently they were a large street band, the oracle had predicted a chance of success if they joined, but the fear of ridicule and selfishness was decimating the grout failure. Beggars of the old politics.
Some went down after threatening to success, another rushed into oblivion after trying to set the results of provincial elections, the stress sent him to feed pigeons.
The knockout tie looks where the ramshackle and dilapidated wagon begging for some terminally ill climb.
The clone is hospitalized, go now, trying to quit smoking or curing a state of nervous tension as it does not move the ammeter preferences.
calling itself The Federal Peronism, imploded scattering pieces everywhere, one would expect to pick it up Alfonsin and swears he still has a plan. Another party went back to his neighborhood and is postulated the city playing with balloons. The progressive who voted with the right always wants to be mayor, the chair I was big.
Everyone knows that is the end, none pinet gives a chance to compete against Christina, but encourages the oracle. Has no alternative, since the media monopoly injected catastrophic predictions.
say he is lonely, depressed, surrounded by snares of evil, at the mercy of corrupt union, about to jump ship, pressured, tense, aimlessly in a country that falls apart, surrounded by bad policy.
-called "fans" to see another reality: a militant youth throughout the country, joy in the majority now feel integrated into a nation that grows, artists and intellectuals who joined the government project, millions are convinced that without Cristina no chance to keep growing. We see an opposition disintegrated and without projects, joins criticism without suggestions, do not dare to say they will do if they became government and ashamed that even minorities are encouraged to defend a candidate. Trocar convictions for disqualification in the hope that someone vote for anyone but who demonstrated management skills.
sad reality that portends misfortune for those who bet on the disqualification as a single argument. A future full of joy for those who bet on an Argentina that includes us all. Meanwhile
opponents continue to walk around with their rickety carrindangas, spent on roads without a future, seeking a more or less worthy in a dark, dusty road that leads nowhere.
Until recently they were a large street band, the oracle had predicted a chance of success if they joined, but the fear of ridicule and selfishness was decimating the grout failure. Beggars of the old politics.
Some went down after threatening to success, another rushed into oblivion after trying to set the results of provincial elections, the stress sent him to feed pigeons.
The knockout tie looks where the ramshackle and dilapidated wagon begging for some terminally ill climb.
The clone is hospitalized, go now, trying to quit smoking or curing a state of nervous tension as it does not move the ammeter preferences.
calling itself The Federal Peronism, imploded scattering pieces everywhere, one would expect to pick it up Alfonsin and swears he still has a plan. Another party went back to his neighborhood and is postulated the city playing with balloons. The progressive who voted with the right always wants to be mayor, the chair I was big.
Everyone knows that is the end, none pinet gives a chance to compete against Christina, but encourages the oracle. Has no alternative, since the media monopoly injected catastrophic predictions.
say he is lonely, depressed, surrounded by snares of evil, at the mercy of corrupt union, about to jump ship, pressured, tense, aimlessly in a country that falls apart, surrounded by bad policy.
-called "fans" to see another reality: a militant youth throughout the country, joy in the majority now feel integrated into a nation that grows, artists and intellectuals who joined the government project, millions are convinced that without Cristina no chance to keep growing. We see an opposition disintegrated and without projects, joins criticism without suggestions, do not dare to say they will do if they became government and ashamed that even minorities are encouraged to defend a candidate. Trocar convictions for disqualification in the hope that someone vote for anyone but who demonstrated management skills.
sad reality that portends misfortune for those who bet on the disqualification as a single argument. A future full of joy for those who bet on an Argentina that includes us all. Meanwhile
opponents continue to walk around with their rickety carrindangas, spent on roads without a future, seeking a more or less worthy in a dark, dusty road that leads nowhere.
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