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Gente entre gente, que não se pense que se sente o que outro sente, nem que se pressente para além do presente.
1965-05-01 Vitória, Porto
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Mind room
All my grieving are my skins,
Cameleon of beautiful leather.
Oh my labyrinthine patterns,
Old skins of detachment and furlough
Oh why I still have a room for you, though?
Short of meaning,
Void of sense.
Cameleon of beautiful leather.
Oh my labyrinthine patterns,
Old skins of detachment and furlough
Oh why I still have a room for you, though?
Short of meaning,
Void of sense.
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