I am my own joy
my own pain
There are too many people
There are too many things
I am my own body
I am my own mind
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Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality. I've published a book with love poems: https://www.amazon.com/Love-Compilation-selected-poetry-greatest/dp/B09WYVJQQ2
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- Where do emotions go?
- I have fought all my life to find the balance, gui...
- Enchiridion, by Epictetus
- being a better human, a better human being, human ...
- True Love is the ultimate bomb: when it starts it ...
- Autopoesis
- Mankind can be divided in, amongst others, three c...
- Restarting? Not possible.
- The last goodbye
- when we leave quests for meaning unanswered delibe...
- My own
- My love is wild like the wind
- translucid sounds transparent lights the rains of...
- The first nightfall
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Outros meus sítios / My other places:
Blog of poetry in Portuguese - www.poesiadodesassossego.blogspot.com
Blog about Culture and Society - www.siccc.blogspot.com
Blog of tales - www.projectdecember2008.blogspot.com
Blog about Culture and Society - www.siccc.blogspot.com
Blog of tales - www.projectdecember2008.blogspot.com
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