«Se soubéssemos quantas e quantas vezes as nossas palavras são mal interpretadas, haveria muito mais silêncio neste mundo.»
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domingo, dezembro 13, 2009
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Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you
Bookends, dos Simon & Garfunkel
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you
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