Três amigos escrevendo tolices. Até onde somos realmente tolos? Até onde podemos ir? Sem pensar demais, apenas alguns textos...
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segunda-feira, 29 de outubro de 2012
And the world would be better if you were here with me. And the world would be better if you never leave me. And the world would be better if we share that bed now. Can I at least dream that you are here? Time passes and I feel betrayed by everything else around. The troubled sky falls on my shoulders and I see things I do not want to see. Wish you were here. I miss you. Really. I can only ask God that one day you're here with me. Saudade.
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