remexendo no leito do rio, procurando pensamentos perdidos e criando novos,
levanta-se o que estava escondido e encontra-se o que não se procurava
18.3.11
“When I was in grade school, they told me to write down what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I wrote down happy.
They told me I didn’t understand the assignment,
I told them they didn’t understand life”
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