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Each of us carries
In our chest
A bit of the night.
Corners where light is a constant shadow;
an illusory peace
where thought is lost …
Spaces of oblivion, by will,
where each moment
will be a reincarnating sore
times and dates that haunt us
in helpless solitude.

António Patrício

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