Estou Pensando Em Ti


a meyda, in memoriam
pq te voy a extrañar toda la vida que me queda como te extrañé toda la vida que perdimos. qdep MDPLL

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.


So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night
An infant crying for the light
And with no language but a cry.

Tennyson, verses

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