O Insustentável Peso da Constatação
Ele era o meu norte, o meu sul, o meu leste e o oeste...
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest.
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
Blues funerário, por wystan Hugh Auden
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