“E quanto mais você me machuca, menos eu choro. E a cada vez que você me deixa, mais rápido estas lágrimas secam. E a cada vez que você vai embora, menos eu te amo. Meu bem, não temos chance, é triste, mas é verdade. Eu sou bom até demais em despedidas.”— Sam Smith.
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