segunda-feira, 25 de junho de 2012

E grita a plateia da torada
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E vaia o público o vilão
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E batem as portas
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E late o cachorro da fonoaudióloga
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E chora a criança ao ouvir não
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Paranoia é guardar o outro dentro de si.
E ainda assim, mesmo sabendo onde ele está, passar todo o tempo procurando-o.

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