They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after we pass the gate.
They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes within a dream.
Ernest Dowson.
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Tudo passa. Só Deus basta.
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Música para ouvir: Noites traiçoeiras.
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1 comment:
Gostei do texto, da mensagem e da música =)
Vou virar visitante frequente ;)
beijão!
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