idéias, textos, poesias sob(re) a mente "[...] sussuro sem som, onde a gente se lembra do que nunca soube," G.R.
I was saying something, but I lost my point. That's the metaphor my life. To find out what I was looking for. Just like rabbits chasing its tails, and its tales. Hurry up! We got no time to go (?)
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Cute post!
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