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Perguntou-me qual era a minha palavra preferida; revelei-lha em voz baixinha.
- Por quê essa?
________ - [pausa] não sabes ... ... ?
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(...)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
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here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
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here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
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i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) e.e. cummings
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__««»«shuuu»
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___________________- Floema é igualmente bonita. Atenta agora para o pormenor desta árvore: o corte não te parece a lua e os anéis sorrisos de prata gigantes?
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[helena nogueira da silva*]
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