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IT'S VERY HARD TO BE OLD OR ALMOST OLD AND GO INTO THE YOUTH PATH THROUGH PERSISTENTLY INCOMPLETE FLASH BACKS WHERE IT APPEARS A NAME OR A NICK NAME BUT NOT THE PERSON A BLONDE HAIR OR A SHAPELY LEG BUT NOT THE BODY SHUFLED IMAGES BY THE FIRST

The fern waves sea of roots captured by land of free surf its vegetal condition claims the wind's shake for the light whisper through my eyes before loss into the sky /// O feto ondula mar de raízes capturadas na terra de livre rebentação sua

A compact gray light fills me through my semi-closed eyes where the landscape wet by rain disappears and Spring vapours dilute its outline and far away an intense smell of earth perfumes my body as if it was a cradle and I still hear the

desires and dreams don't age in the body so often the thought claims them even when we don't enjoy their pleasures os desejos e os sonhos não envelhecem no corpo assim frequentemente o pensamento reclama-os mesmo quando não usufruímos seus prazeres by