quinta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2009

I knew that the day would be slow...

Who wants to know when the day has gone when you have someone you love by your side, and can maybe target all your missing goals to become true. But in the end of the day, the day will be old, and be dead when the night shows up, but the birth of a becomeing tomorrow will bring new wishes and new never-dreamed goals and never-had-scores.
So, what kept me up to write this?

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