Domingo, 27 de Março de 2005

Palavras

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Hoje sou palavras
nas notas de um caderno
de uma caneta solta, sem som.
Apenas rabiscos
de um poema inacabado,
onde as palavras não chegam.
Onde a música não toca.
Apenas o luar que ilumina o silêncio...

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. The beauty of silence

. Her soul is liquid fire

. Her aura is made of poetr...

. Heart skipped a beat

. I fell in love with you t...

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. She was so near that he f...

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