quinta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2015

Someday a car stopped in front of my house, when I looked again it was just wind. And from it got out this lady person with a red dress and the eyes of the future, and she said to me "Don't you worry, I'm always coming", and she caressed my cheek so I'd know that there's no need for crying for or being afraid of her. At the back seat that wasn't there was her sister, with a different dress, a blue one, and sometimes she seemed prettier but they looked almost the same. Then the lady left, leaving me with nothing more than a smell of rain at my nose and a kind of sense of purple.

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