«I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.»
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
quarta-feira, 23 de março de 2016
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«I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.»
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