"We grow rich as we plant through the early years, but then come the years when time undoes our work and cuts down our trees. One by one our comrades deprive us of their shade, and within our mourning we always feel now the secret grief of growing old."
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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  1. Linda foto ... triste mensagem, mas verdadeira ...life is like that ... but ilife is good ...


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