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Category :  Conceptual

Submitted: 1 month 4 days ago

Date: Jan 21, 2021, 10:46:37 PM

File_size: 542.6 KB

Image_size: 2.3 MB

Resolution: 1920x1282

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Make: Nikon Corporation

Model: NIKON D750

Shutter Speed: 10/1000

Aperture: F/7.1

Focal Length: 15 mm

ISO Speed: 4500

Date Taken: Sep 10, 2019, 4:38:05 PM

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Sandro Sardoz

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Há uma pedra a ensinar a loucura, sentou-se no regaço do tempo, cansada de esperar o dia que esqueceu o rosto. Sim, eu sei, ninguém explica a memória ou a subverte, mesmo que usando bocas pequenas com beijos de fogo e sémen de girassóis.
Pudesse eu entrar na parede da tua casa, adornar o teu jardim, pudesse eu apoiar-te o cansaço ou limpar-te o suor, pudesse eu esconder-te o desencanto ou esticar-te a pele que estala... é a cura pelo desejo, talvez o desejo sem cura...
Ainda assim, apesar de a árvore ter mirrado a meio caminho do céu, os nomes dos loucos são tão verdade como as pedras.

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Giulio Cesare 57 wrote at Jan 28, 2021, 4:57:35 AM

Well caught

 

 

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