sexta-feira, 20 de agosto de 2010

A daughter to call moon singing along with the stars.
She breaths, she drinks a cup of coffee and apreciate the soft far wind , years away from her .
Lost between youth and responsabilities, almost catching her old dreams, she builds others while tries to feel her fifteens, the taste of peanut butter, the freedom of vacation and the mock love growin up into her heart.

She dreams, she sings along the wind the song of the moon's love and loves her moon, whos inside of her, waiting for future.

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