Ai você vem e diz:
- Atropelo!
e de manera assim, atroz, me desvela e me desata.
e eu sem velo, já nao sou eu, sou tua, sou nada, sou ingrata.
sou mais,
ponto e vírgula.
The Trees (Franz Kafka) `For we are like tree trunks in the snow. In appearance they lie sleekly and a little push should be enough to set them rolling.No, it can`t be done, for they are firmly wedded to the ground.But see, even that is only appearance.`
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