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Querer fazer brotar jóia rara do céu e fazer chover doces do chão.
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Malemolência - Céu
Menino bonito, menino bonito ai
I swear, this man is perfect.
PSYDUCK E JIGGLYPUFF! MEU DEUS, SEJA MEU!
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Mais me vale uma santa paz
na beira do cais
que um amontoado de agonias
na cidade
que tudo faz.
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… And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
THIS
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Los Hermanos
