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semper idem Ano XIII ...M'ESPANTO ÀS VEZES , OUTRAS M'AVERGONHO ... (Sá de Miranda) _________________ correio para jppereira@gmail.com _________________
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28.8.08
1372 - Wind Who'd have thought
that snow falls it always circled whirling like a thought in the glass ball around me and my bear Then it seemed beautiful containment snow whirled nothing ever fell nor my little bear bad thoughts imprisoned in crystal beauty has replaced itself with evil And the snow whirls only in fatal winds briefly then falls it always loathed containment beasts I love evil (Frank O'Hara) (url)
© José Pacheco Pereira
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