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Sunday, September 25, 2005



… Pecado colorido, fruto proibido, flor que beija o espinho, estrela da manhã, gosto de hortelã … cheiro das manhãs, gosto das maçãs …
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005

To My Husband
 



“How did I wake up each day, before that moment I saw your face; where was I before your touch?
Nowhere is where I was without you. Without you in my life was just a lie, before you I don't know how I got by.
Before I met you, before I hold you in the night, I don't know how I survived. Before I found you, before you made everything right, I was hurt for life. Wasn't really living 'til you came into my life, I got through it honey, but I don't know how I got by.
How did I get through those nights before that moment I hold you tight?
Where was I before your kiss?
How did I exist without you?
Life had no meaning, no reason and no rhyme, before you I don't know how I got by. Before I found you, before you made everything right, wasn't really living 'til you came into my life, I got through it my love, but I don't know how I got by.
I thank God when I wake up, cause one day I will wake up next to you. I don't know what I was living for, before you, before you I don't know how I survived.
Before I found you, before you made everything right, I was hurt for life. Wasn't really living 'til you came into my life. I got through it honey, but I don't know how I got by.”



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