Plim!

O telefone tocou.

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E eu gritei toda a minha loucura pra você.

A ligação caiu.

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Agora quem grita é meu espírito.

Grita em silêncio, porque na verdade meus gritos não sairam pela boca.

*He he he, vindo de mim não preciso dizer que a falta de sentido chega a ser algo peculiar.