Foi-me permitido acreditar que a Lua ainda é possível. Já vejo as Estrelas, falta a certeza da Lua... Vou continuar a acreditar até onde me for possível. A Lua existe e será minha...
She's like a Poem; She's hard to Remember, but impossible to Forget; She's vulnerable, but invencible; She has 600 different smiles, they can light up your day; She can never ever get enough of Love; She lived like she knew nothing lasts; She is so vulnerable, like China in your hands; She wears diamonds on the inside; She is something all Together different, Never just an Ordinary Girl. She's all That. She.
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