nas fotografias a negro não se distingue o corte da ruga.
intervalos de inverno,
desalento a vapor,
que saudades
da mentira do amor.
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"Let everything that's been planned come true. Let them believe. And let them have a laugh at their passions. Because what they call passion actually is not some emotional energy, but just the friction between their souls and the outside world. And most important, let them believe in themselves. Let them be helpless like children, because weakness is a great thing, and strength is nothing. (...) " de "Stalker" (Andrei Tarkovsky)
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