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Translation Chain 1.13Qualquer hora, dia ou noite, Quando quer que seja que a fronteira se altere no meio da luz, Onde quer que seja que eu observe em silêncio a escuridão ao cair da noite.Translation Chain 1.13
Um olhar sossegado acorda-a.
(Como esperávamos, a batalha está em desordem).
É conveniente; aquele que é abandonado sofre mais Sozinho com a capacidade de ser honesto em abundância, Para além do fim.
Reina o isolamento do eclipse; O único sinal é fácil de entrever:
"Milhões de diamantes, profetas de países Orientais, Milh&#
by ~Narabedla
the modern wayand so he sits on his roaring motorcycle driving backwards on one-way streets waking up old women and children.the modern way
he's a modern day atilla, fist raised in a salute to the gods of audacity.
he's free like a phoenix, with all the colours of all the flags of all the WORLD splattered on his wings.
he's immortal like a phoenix, constantly kicking off the ash at the tip of his blazing red cigarrette, unafraid.
and he turns the handles and throws his hair in roaring gushes of liberating wind,
like the world will never be the same after this,
by ~Narabedla
Nina Simoneby ~Narabedla
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athenaeum things that should have been a simple blip on our ecg have become a constantathenaeum
razor-straight
scream of discontent.
by ~Satah
rain rain overcast smiles and drifting eyesrain rain
drip steadily over the bare skin of my torso
as i throw my arms to the wind and turn my face up
&
by ~Satah
you're the only one i seethese are the things i know like the back of my hand:you're the only one i see
the backs of your hands. the backs of your knees. the way your blue eyes can be spring-sky-welcoming one moment and ocean-deep, ocean-cold the next. the gentle pattern of droplets weaving through eachother. the distortion of light through water. the subtle differences between sticky tears and dry eyes. you.
these are the things i am sure of:
puddles will evaporate. rocks will erode. the snow will melt. you can't take the yellow out of green and end up with blue again. rain is just water. tears are just water. my situation will improve when the tempera
by ~Satah
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- Interests: People, sights and art.
- Favourite movie: Before Sunrise, The Darjeeling Limited, Slumdog Millionaire, Moulin Rouge, Breakfast Club
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- Favourite genre of music: Jazz, Prog, Pop
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda, Sophia de Mello Breyner
- Favourite style of art: Indie
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