(There are nights when the fettered stars hang like loose barb wire across the sky, and all I can think to do is pull shut the shades, try not to use your name in my verse, cleverly call you by emotion, by the way your curtains move with such equestrian grace.)
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(There are nights when the fettered stars hang
like loose barb wire across the sky, and all I can think to do
is pull shut the shades, try not to use your name in my verse,
cleverly call you by emotion, by the way your curtains move
with such equestrian grace.)
Está frio.Tenho a sensação que se esticar o braço vou conseguir sentir o orvalho na minha pele.Perfeito...
Bom dia!
Ana P.
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