Eu não vou falar sobre o que aconteceu ontem

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… Bom, nem tem muito o que dizer. Só concluo que odeio gente que fica cantando em ônibus quando não estou bem :disgusting:

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Eu já nem tô mais triste. Eu só não sei o que fazer.

Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

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