Dublin — by Unknown on

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   Dear Dublin,    1st,  sorry to not write directly to you before. It was a long journey and words fall apart in this momen...

Footprints — by Unknown on

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Stretch my eyes, So I can see the footprints in the sand. Abstract my distraction, So I can extract the art of disappearing...in th...

Transposing to your ears — by Unknown on

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It's transposing to your ears, While the wood become coal. By the pace we transcend. In the land of neverland, While blood ...

Piece of Art — by Unknown on

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I shall walk and leave a piece of art. Dubious wall painted with matrix appetite. Draining hot ink all over the naked street. Spl...

Gotas do Âmago — by Unknown on

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Lá. Bem depois das ondas turvas. Onde o âmbar se funde com sépia. E a vista treme. Embaça. As gotas do âmago se perdem uma ve...

Calmaria — by Unknown on

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Nesses globos de cristais, Amortizados de paixão. Me deixei se aventurar, Sem temer à tentação. Era um desbunde no paraíso. ...