sexta-feira, 28 de setembro de 2012

Finado's Dream



Ó Djinho, my rich brother.
I read the breath of angels that night descended upon you in that hour, you know. But this piece of land that Armenio poet says is just one site, a small site, I add, a stubborn people, is not this president or that will come from the right side of the desk a list of direct contacts of the bossy world.
Cavaco Silva, accepted. But White House! White House, my brother, has other horizons than the sunset in Djarfofogo.

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