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Thursday, 27 October 2016

You left me, sweet, two legacies, -
A legacy of love
A Heavenly Father would content,
Had He the offer of;
You left me boundaries of pain
Capacious as the sea,
Between eternity and time,
Your consciousness and me.

(Emily Dickinson)
Posted by Eu que não sou você at 04:34
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