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Isn't a bird who wants to be inflate the lungs with air roll the arms and legs as a ship hull pack the pneumatic bones of thought climb to the top of the Clérigos Tower and throw yourself by the flight's end you will have no return Não é pássaro quem quer enfuna os pulmões de ar enrola os braç…
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For / Para Fernando Pinto RIBEIRO (a) Life is all and death nothing so you live in the music of your sung fados and in the murmur of crystalline words purified fair in your poems fragmented echoes at the far away abyss viable time of our collective memory. A vida é tudo e a morte nada assim vives…
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