Era ontem e não amanhã o dia porque eu ira para o divã
it is yesterday. not tomorrow. the dew declares me senile. the birds breathe quietly. the wind whispers thoughts, cobwebs and petticoats.
and i stay sedatedly thwarted.
posted by Cata.Pirata at
1:07 AM
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