two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry i could not travel both and be one traveler, long i stood and looked down one as far as i could to where it bent in the undergrowth; then took the oth… more →
DULCE EST DESIPERE IN LOCOK. - Incompletudes wrote 4 months ago: . Umas pessoas chegam ao ponto máximo na vida em que esposa e trabalho se chocam com o desejo. … more →
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gilrang wrote 1 year ago: two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry i could not travel both and be one traveler, long i … more →
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