Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I can feel myself holding a child, thought Joanna. Sleep, my child, sleep, I tell you. The child is warm and I am sad. ”
Clarice Lispector
From : Near to the Wild Heart
Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I can feel myself holding a child, thought Joanna. Sleep, my child, sleep, I tell you. The child is warm and I am sad. ”
Clarice Lispector
From : Near to the Wild Heart
