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Fernando Pessoa

HER FINGERS TOYED ABSENTLY WITH HER RINGS There are fallen angels in the way you look        And great bridges over silent streams at your smile.Your gestures are a lonely princess dreaming over a book        At a window over a lake, on some distant isle. If I were to stretch my hand and touch yours that would be       … Continue reading Fernando Pessoa

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