[what a great thing]
A espera é agridoce: sou expectador e espectador. Minha vida, refletida no compasso do relógio, parece ter parado. Com medo, ponho-me em guarda. Contigo, desarmaria-me das resistências.
E o que será? Tempo, tempo, tempo...
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I used to live in a bubble and I couldn't deal with anything outside of it. The truth is I was stuck in childhood. Sometimes I still feel like a little girl that desperately needs to grow up. I don't know if I'm mature enough to face the real world now but at least I'm trying to.
