escrevi isto à pressão:
"In the morning everything was fine, but at night she could hear his voice once more, feel his skin against hers and dream that he was holding her in his arms once again. Through the night the shadows closed in on her, making her mind drift toward a black hole of emotions, sucking all the happiness she was trying to achieve and leaving her in a catalyst state once more. She would go back to the day and place where she had to bury his cold pale corpse, the tears in her eyes were so real that she could taste the salt in her face again. But she wouldn't cry - the tears had long dried from her eyes all through the sleepless nights. Until the Sun rose again and she put the happy smiley face back on. And then everything was fine."
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e aparentemente escrevo como o Kurt Vonnegut. agora vou encontrar livros desse senhor pra ler xD
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