You are bleeding,
you are fertile, you are holy.
You know of what you are mistress
as much as I know of what I am master.
You are a mother
as much as I am a father.
YES.
OF MY STORY.
OF MY POETRY.
Talvez por uma letra conheci mais de ti sem mesquinharia depois de anos de ausência do que se ainda estivesses aqui, e aquela porta se abris...
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