Life got me longing for what I've lost before I've had even found it, but not only that...
also left me sad like a guitar that just lost its last string.
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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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- If the purest of persons would come over, certainl...
- You don't have to be innocent to be pure.
- Depression Major or Major Depression...
- Here's to being a sad tomato and eating ham on rye...
- The perpetual lost and lonely children
- Pictures on the Wall
- Do you recognize my handwriting? Do you know its c...
- Anatomy of Decay
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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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