sexta-feira, 25 de julho de 2014

I no longer smile or crush my feet on the grass with enthusiasm. I no longer shine with the sun on my face, I no longer perceive what is happiness, fullness. I lay down and I stay there on the ground, facing the world fading, day by day a little older, a little more grey. There's no human space.

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