Epílogo
Para quando o epílogo desta banalidade proletária de dispendiosos sentimentos oblativos e platónicos?
posted by rouge 43 at 12:36 PM
Do you like my tight sweater? See how it fits my body........
posted by rouge 43 at 12:36 PM
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O DO NOT LOVE TOO LONG
Sweetheart, do not love too long:
I loved long and long,
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.
But O, in a minute she changed --
O do not love too long,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.
W. B. YEATS
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