My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them. Jack Kerouac
09 novembro 2015
Lisbon
When a home is still the same home
When a home fells like the same home
Smells like the same home
Looks like the same home.
When a home is not the same home
When a home is not my home.
When this home is no longer my home.
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