O telefone tocou.
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E eu gritei toda a minha loucura pra você.
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Agora quem grita é meu espírito.
Grita em silêncio, porque na verdade meus gritos não sairam pela boca.
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Eu gostei, dona Louca.
Juro que sempre tive vontade de discar um número aleatório e berrar pra quem atendesse o/
Loucura out loco
interessante... :]>
*não no sentido vago e ambíguo ¬¬
*e aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! ...
para vc tbm =D
/n resisti\
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