troca-se tendinite por vírus h1n1...
cefaleias, expectoração e febre parece-me um cenário bem mais agradável do que não tocar guitarra há mais de um mês...
"Shadows are falling and I've been here all day, It's too hot to sleep time is running away, Feel like my soul has turned into steel, I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal, There's not even room enough to be anywhere, It's not dark yet, but it's getting there"
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