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She smiled at the stars like they knew all of her secrets. The ones she would keep only for herself, so no one would find out about it. About him. But the stars, way up above, they knew that when the darkness came out, she would drag herself into that old blanket and think of him.
- Clarice Lispector.
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undelightfully:

beauty and a tragedy

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"— Mas por que Alasca?
— Na época eu só conhecia o Alasca do norte, Era grande, como eu queria ser…


Quem é você, Alasca?    (via sociedadedosfalsospoetas)

(Source: romeuemcrise, via sociedadedosfalsospoetas)



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