Poema«False Eternities» – Poems
"False Eternities" It's raining, it's Spring. Natura is capricious doesn’t understand stages nor eventualities. Close to me, my dog lives his magic…
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Poema"False Eternities" It's raining, it's Spring. Natura is capricious doesn’t understand stages nor eventualities. Close to me, my dog lives his magic…
Cultura"High treason" I do not love my country. Its abstract splendor is beyond my grasp. But (although it sounds bad) I would…