terça-feira, 13 de setembro de 2022

"August rain.The best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born.The odd, uneven time." Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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“My love she speaks like silence, Without ideals or violence, She doesn't have to say she's faithful, Yet she's true, like ice, ...