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Chains

Posted on February 4, 2013 in News

I do not need dear you. He is this same, I I do not need to be with you to feel total happy, for the opposite, the pleasure to me of the freedom to make what I want I am more flavorful than to be chained to somebody that he does not know to give value to me. He finds that I really need to pass therefore? To aturar you in its lunar phases, that to one love me day and in the other I do not mean nothing. Ah! Not necessary of this, I am full of qualities, and if you still did not perceive, other faces you give to much more value my attributions. He thought that I went to cry, to bind the day all, to order messages the night all saying babaquices that before I wrote swearing that you would give the minimum value. I exceeded my fear of the solitude and perceived that it has a full world of chances call that me and that I know there that, my value is high, well more precious of what affection crumbs that you demonstrated for me.

It caught me now to madness, the headquarters to use to advantage. Everything became so clearly and so good later that I gave account that idiotic quo was being losing time with you. It wants to know of a thing? I am loving this mixture of feelings that after arose in me that drastic episode that leaves the tears in the street, later that had talked with you. The insanity of my heart making me to this to enxergar the life for another angle, angle that if dimmed during the time that next to you I had canine tooth. I took off the chains arrested that me to this love that deluded me day-by-day, desamarrei the ropes that me landed on water you, and can be certain that never more I will be impregnated in its shoulder lamenting my errors, therefore played stop backwards these rusted handcuffs and that it will serve so that arrests another young woman deluded for its promises of? forever? , but I, will only go to live and to live with intensity, not being thankful each as that I cried locked in my room, therefore the tears that one day I spilled will become in smiles that I broke I will esbanjarei it of today.

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Structural Life

Posted on October 31, 2012 in News

I try to remember more details of that day in an apartment of them you square one hundred of the Plan Pilot. Brasilia was its city of the heart. That city was made for the sky. The nature had its space between the road monuments, axles and the pertaining to school shears nothing, therefore of didactics and easy understanding they did not have much. The seedbeds central offices almost did not have pedestrians. It was never a city for pedestrians, the foot and the leg, and today the cars look space where already it does not exist. Girl always thinks how much its life would be different case Papa had not given the carmobovino to it. It was the face of Brasilia, admittedly.

When in time, she passed for the Structural one and she felt regredir of the urbanity, of basic sanitation of modernity when counting rodmetro. At least it had critical conscience of the reality, standed out, as if this was very important. It wants a city more modern than Brasilia? It has its structure based on an airplane. Girl cost to understand this. She heard, when in time, somebody to comment, happy, to have had the luck to live in a planned city. She could have been established in a boat of century XIX and to have effect in the country the same? Perhaps she would lose very of its altitude and speed.

Very quick it was the life in the capital. To enter in the Eixo was synonymous of rapidity, who enters, supposedly, wants to go faster, who does not follow the speed, finishes being inconvenient. Girl is rapidity-capital example. Its life happens very fast. It always has who asks the new features to it, and it badly it knows for where to start. Everything is history and philosophical reflection. Everything is emotive. One only remembers a fact in its life where it did not find as much emotion: namoro with one of the Skies.

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