O cheiro do amor
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Como os velhos ditados a vida sempre foi uma caixinha de surpresas e assim que ela foi comigo, o amor despertou em meu coração e por causa dele me perdi em um mundo onde tudo era flores, e as coisas não faziam sentido sem ela, minha vida começou a ser totalmente dependente dessa pessoa
Muitas pessoas dizem que você mesmo pode escolher o seu próprio destino comigo não existia mais essa possibilidade, minha vida já estava construída e não me importo e nem me arrependo de todos os acontecimentos, oque tenho raiva foi de perder a coisa mais preciosa que a vida me deu.
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