terça-feira, abril 30, 2013

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Já soube a Verão.
Quero mais.
Mais sol, mais calor, mais corpos soltos e ritmos libertadores!

"(...) a cave or a shed, a car or a bed
a hole in the ground or a burial mound
a bush or a tree
or the aegean sea, will do for me
I can say that you look pretty
you turn my legs into spaghetti
you set my heart on fire
for you I found a vent
in the bottom of a coal mine
just enough space for your hands in the inside (...)"

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