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    For someone in me, poems and words at random
    For someone in me, poems and words at random
    For someone in me, poems and words at random
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    For someone in me, poems and words at random

    By Robson dos Anjos

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    No words to describe this book, although there are many. Try to feel each poem where nothing has been written, in the gap of not understanding for the feeling and get lost in the way through the search.
     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBadPress
    Release dateOct 10, 2020
    ISBN9781071553503
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      For someone in me, poems and words at random - Robson dos Anjos

      Index

      - One hit

      -Age

      - Anti-hero

      - Trips on me

      - Walks in time

      - Farewell

      - Path

      - Just, just

      - Crack

      - Poem

      - Welcome

      - I

      - About something

      - For her

      - Covered

      - Small fragment

      - Nothing beyond

      - All silence

      - When you meet me

      - When we look at each other

      - Stops

      - It

      - JUST WORDS

      I thank my family who supported me in certain moments of the creation of this book, in particular my mother and my sisters who even distant have always been with me.

      ONE BEAT

      So I woke up with closed eyes

      Lie a wind without cold, I heard

      I heard a flapping of wings, tense sound, emphasized

      the howl of the wind on the walls, I thought

      of course I heard

      a sound of how of warm feathers,

      the warm wind I felt

      Is it a dream? I asked, but I opened my eyes,

      Yes, I still awake

      Such a whisper, as in the rain came with darkness was alone, I in the same state

      Paralyzed, where there I had a feeling

      buff, solid the same as I felt

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