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Friday, 14 November 2014

Keep dreaming about...

...the day you will be waiting for me, outside my office building. And we walk home together, holding hands.
... Cold days. I get home and you are sitting on your chair, in front of the fireplace enjoying your British tea and reading your books. I am freezing and exhausted. Tiro o casaco, e aninho-me no teu colo. Aqueces-me e proteges-me enquanto me sussuras ao ouvido o que mais quero.
Miss you terribly. 

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