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There is something indelible in late afternoon almost night as if the tenderness that falls on the warm and humid city was a sensual curtain that hides you from me behind the window I look on the treetops at the avenue they drip varnishes on parked cars scars on bodies recently returned home look be…
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Breathing is light and serene morning grows up warm and bright in the skin the body doesn't desire to get dressed. A respiração é leve e serena a manhã cresce cálida e rútila na pele o corpo não deseja vestir-se. by Armando TABORDA, in "SonhoGrafias", Universitária Editora, 2…
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