Carlos Rosão

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It’s not that I’m afraid of solitude, I just don’t know how to live without love. I need the pain…the pity…Without that, I’m lost, the way I get scared when I’ve swum out too far into the sea. Out there, I’m alone…It’s dark in those depths…I don’t know what’s down there…
Secondhand Time: The Last of the Soviets
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