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Scopro con grande dolore che ancora non ti ho perdonato

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love-is-laetificant:

One night I hold on
You, you,
Castamere, Castamere, Castamere, Castamere.

A coat of gold or coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp my Lord
As long and sharp as yours.

And so he spoke, and he spoke
That lord of Castamere.
And now the rains weep over his hall
with no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep over his hall,
And not a soul to hear.

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“Il tedio non è la malattia della noia di non aver nulla da fare, ma una malattia più grave: sentire che non vale la pena di fare niente.”
Fernando Pessoa, Il libro dell’inquietudine (via doppisensi)
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"Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines". ||| Marta, 19, Italy. ||| I love Philosophy, coffee, books, tea, handwritten pages, wandering through the woods.