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Ventania

Na margem certa da vida, a esquerda.

Ventania

Na margem certa da vida, a esquerda.

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I once had a really really sweet boyfriend. Whenever we were in his car, he always drove holding my left hand in his right hand, never letting go. He liked that I was near, he was surprised and delighted at my every word. He stared at me like I was a miracle. That guy really loved me, I know that for sure.


 


I think I miss being loved like that. Maybe I'll never be loved again...


 


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