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01 julho 2007

the flowers

There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined ... Still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything, for more.

1 comentários:

Caco disse...

That's why I always buy the flowers myself.

xxx