



Flowers.
"The wind became soft. Almost as if it didn't want to blow anymore and interfere with my speech. Sakura was attentive to every word, she had forgiven herself for the interruption when she saw that I hadn't given up on sharing something with her. She would have given up if it was another time. " A brunette without much ability to express himself through words, user of body language in the demonstration of hate, of tears as cards of pain, begins to deal with something very similar to love in a flowery field . Despite an annoying interruption, Sasuke persists and proves to be too weak for a hitherto secretly feared burden.
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Voir le profilEscrever é ser dono da própria gaiola, desvendar a poesia e tomar um café com seus autores preferidos. É a leitura do que havia na alma, a d...
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