Monday, January 17, 2011

noite


1 comment:

  1. Deep in the night the cry of a swallow,
    Under the stars he flew,
    Keen as pain was his call to follow
    Over the world to you.

    Love in my heart is a cry forever
    Lost as the swallow's flight,
    Seeking for you and never, never
    Stilled by the stars at night.

    Sara Teasdale

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