terça-feira, 10 de maio de 2011

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Time passes.
All times
pass.
We spent
and we have no time:

time to love;
time to pay attention;
time to care for themselves;
A time to love, where is it?

Strong wind, hustle of life,
the rain prevents us from leaving.
Where is my time,
this my sidekick?

Time to take time
to love is not enough
the turbulent life
from the disaffection of the century...
 Graciela da Cunha

    
 
   

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