"MEU MUNDO"

River of the souls!

The first hours of the day had never been so cold inside of the imensidão of letes that it separated to me of me. Shouts and whispers in the frozen surface of souls that had been plays in this river that does not have end. For where you go asked the blackout? You go to be with me inquired the solitude! More in the truth I am imprisoned to this wall of two obscure worlds that separated to me of me. Nor I remember the infancy of my life child, of what vi of what I lived, of my body almost deceased, here in letes little by little, come to separate to me of me! So that it falls in the arms of the happiness!

"MEU MUNDO"

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