Sorry, I'm late (again!). I've said it before, but it's true, so I wanna say it one more time: you're a poet! You know, poetry and foreign language would seem to be natural partners, but they are not! This is great, I'm so proud of you and your courage! You write poetry from the inside. It was beautiful and sad at the same time. When Dean says "I'm the decision factor" and then "I'm not sure if I really can", we can see his fear. When he says "And I accept", we can almost touch his braveness. Very well done!

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Amei, Empty! Ficou linda a sua fic!! Parabéns!!