viniciuslira - Hello Poetry

viniciuslira

viniciuslira

dentro desta pele a gente esquece o que veste e o que já sentiu; amanhã eu sou você e você nunca existiu. / / inside this skin we forget what we dress and ever felt; tomorrow i'm you and you never existed.

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