If there's ever a time you can't find me, don't worry. I'm doing alright. I'm probably hiding out somewhere counting my blessings, mumbling something about sunshine, wondering how much love I can live in a lifetime.
– Shihan the Poet
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Notes from my 42nd trip (Missa da 1 mês da passagem do José Abramovitz)
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