pedimos desculpa pelo incómodo

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pedimos desculpa pelo incómodo.

bricklane

'no one told me there are different kinds of love. the kind that starts deep and slowly wears away; that seems you will never use it up and then one day it is finished. then there is the kind you do not notice at first but which adds a little bit to itself every day like an oyster makes a pearl, grain by grain, a jewel from the sand. that is the kind I have come to know'.

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