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Coruja que pias, de olhos abertos, de mente invadida , por pensamentos dispersos... procuras saber, o que diz quem sabe, mas esse conhecimento, não se aprende, nasce...
Bruno Matos


Weeping willow with your tears running down,
Why do you always weep and frown?
Is it because he left one day?
Is it because he could not stay?
He found shelter in your shade,
You thought his laughter would never fade.
On your branches, he would swing.
Do you long for the happiness that day would bring?
Weeping willow, stop your tears
For there is something to calm your fears.
If you think death has ripped you forever apart,
I know he'll always be in your heart.








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