The first thought:
I detest players in life.
Games are to be kept on the board.
The wonder:
Dangerous mocking vulters are frequently flying over our heads,
we call upon them with our smirks, and easily chosen role plays.
The knowledge:
Angels descende for us every hour,
I truely believe someone is watching over with caution and care!
The hope:
Lets not ignore the sighs anymore
- the punctual seasons
- the peculiar travellers...
Talvez por isso eu tenho a noção presente, cada vez mais real... there's no one for me... FOR REAL.
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