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Pôr fogo na casa, deixar arder. Tirar a roupa e deixar ver.
Ter peito e espaço para morrer. Morrer de abraços.
Este contexto é muito difícil.
Menina, aperta o laço, sem medo ou manha.
Sempre que não me encontro.
“He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.”
— Sherman Alexie
( Saul Steinberg - “Kiss”, 1959 )
Deixa-me ir
Por quem já não volta.
(via https://open.spotify.com/user/1230053061/playlist/0Ygv2q4PlNkgjAa0iclyMn?si=PcIaT0r3R7CAiaxBwfhtQQ)
sea silk
Na fronteira do Amor.
Oh my life is changing everyday
In every possible way
And oh my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
O meu amor.