O sorriso
Creio que foi o sorriso,
sorriso foi quem abriu a porta.
Era um sorriso com muita luz
lá dentro, apetecia
entrar nele, tirar a roupa, ficar
nu dentro daquele sorriso.
Correr, navegar, morrer naquele sorriso.
Eugénio de Andrade
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
As benevolentes
"Be happy that you were born in a time in which women and children are not being killed and you are not being asked to kill other people's women and children. You have been lucky, but you are no better of a person than me. If you think that, and get arrogant, that's where the danger begins."
Max Aue
Max Aue
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