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■ A 8th Bienal do Douro sem limites ![]()
Romanian Spell-Checker ![]() Contato |
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| [Este texto deve ser lido em english]
I exist for myself between buckles,
they brail up my wrists with molars, with jags, with prosthesis, so I wouldn`t go crazy more than now when I can`t move towards you. moon, oh, moon. God damn you! and all this mushy melodrama that make me howl I aroused from the dead through the waves of this world to crawl towards you like a blizzard of cathartic ice with every tooth crucified on a filling inside my wrists which I can`t pay but through pain. and only through your voice, the highest peak, the peak from which I can throw myself to the feet where all of my ghosts, all of them would be waiting to engulf me, to become in the end!
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