A puberdade abstrata – Crônica de Paulo Mendes Campos
Sempre me encantou a liberdade dos cegos correndo para a morte. Música de redenção cobria-me de emoções praieiras. Flores altas,
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Sempre me encantou a liberdade dos cegos correndo para a morte. Música de redenção cobria-me de emoções praieiras. Flores altas,
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