A Linguagem enquanto um vírus…
“I stop and I stare too much Afraid that I care too much And I hardly dare to touch For fear that the spell may be broken When I need a drug in me And it brings out the thug in me Feel something tugging me Then I want the real thing not tokens”
Bate, rebate, e continua arebater na minha cabeça…
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