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When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.
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I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.
Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"
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tipo assim idai que a gente só fala de outras pessoas menos a gente em si ainda são legais 🙂↕️
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