This blog exposes me a lot. Anybody can come in, read what I write and analyse how I do it. They can criticize my english, mock the pictures, the tales, and - what is worse - leave without writing a comment. I can accept everything but it! Laugh at me, but write your laughs! Any hahaha is enough.
I'll like to read all these things when I'm 64. It will probably appear that I was someone else, when I was young. Maybe it'll be true: Time can dig deep lines on our faces.
... e então eu sonhei...
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era uma sala de aula de cultura Celta.
o mestre, um ser mítico... uma árvore muito antiga que se estendia do chão
aos céus... ao infinito.
um ser vivo.
qua...
Há 9 anos
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