Patch
Recalling, patches,
when life had come without alerts,
overturned,
leaving only these
just as disruptions hitting into violence,
my bases.
I never dared to believe in fantasies
and even repeated
the so many and terrible illusion
of those who seek some contribution,
cut is deepened in solitude.
The song remembering what had happened,
would guarantee any change in the future?
RITA DE CASSIA TIRADENTES LOURES
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