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Sonho doce

No sonho de anteontem, Dulce adormecia precisamente no momento em que o provava. Era Natal.

Comentários

Rocío disse…
Dois de dois!! ... Ó Morfeu, começaste Fevereiro a sonhar (e fazer sonhar)!!
:-)
Iolanda Bárria disse…
hummm, não há como sonhos doces, mas mesmo doces,
daqueles doces, doces,
doces!
e adormecer a saboreá-los,
então
...

Tanto açucar a noite toda nos dentes é que pode ser aborrecido. Mas fazer o quê, não se pode ter tudo!
Eu prefiro o algodão doce que nada tem a ver com festejos religiosos.
Quanto não vale acordar de um sonho bem molhado em ponto de mel!!! =)
sónia disse…
La Dolce Vita de um sonho natalício. E o Natal será sempre que um ser humano quiser.
Manuela disse…
ah...o sonho tinha o nome de João??????

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