Porto In The Morning
Porto in the morning
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remus lupin, you sassy creature
Down in the forest
We'll sing a chorus
One that everybody knows.
Hands held higher
We'll be on fire
Singing songs that nobody wrote.
She wanted the smell of leaves in the air, the taste of salty water, the inner peace that you can only find in that place, her home. All the little pleasures that she considered hers to feel.
Surprisingly, those could also be found on the girl next to her. That unknown territory began to feel like home even though she was so far from it- all thanks to her. It's amazing how some carry heaven in them without even realizing it.
Seconds, minutes, hours, lifetimes...
A garota dos olhos dourados cruzava a casa distraidamente em direção à pequena mas densa biblioteca. Ali, sentia os livros a observarem intensamente, curiosos. Sabiam que ela não estava presente, que após a tarde com Sr. Richard ela navegava em outro mundo, ávida por respostas. Seu barco não era mais que uma canoa, mas sua velocidade era como a de um grande navio. E esperava naqueles livros um compasso para se direcionar.
there's faith, and there's sleep. we need to pick one, please because
faith is to be awake and to be awake is for us to think and for us to think is to be alive and I'll try with every right to come across like I'm dying to let you know you need to
try
to
think.
maybe this world is another planet's hell
