I have a true dream, an ideal and believe that not it force, storms, nothing will make that me to give up. He can seem early for some, more the possibility is all mine, if I not to make thus never I will know, and I want to know which I am my place, I want to leave myself to make a mistake, to have losses, to be shipwrecked, to drown themselves, or the life alone if he makes of conquests? I want to be able to fall in the road to follow ahead most distant, want to feel homesicknesses, to cry for what I left, I want not to feel guilt for the budget of the month, that I do not want to leave of being one serious face, honest, more being a little distracted perhaps, want yes is to leave the life to take itself and more not to have that to wake up the same in place, the same home, the same yard, I do not want to have more nothing, want to be free of the horror, I want to wake up exactly and to see the sun to shine yes I want to leave is the life to take itself.. . .
poems and poetries
Teeth
When the person looks to the knowledge spiritual to fill the empty space leaves the agencies of the body resting a little. The teeth do not stop Eia, therefore, goes to the ones of the captivity, to the children of your people, and, it wants hear wants leave to hear, it speaks with them, and it says to them: Thus Mr. Deus says. Book of Ezequiel Prophet, CAP. 3:11.
The teeth do not stop, Therefore always they are come across, With the full mouth. It is a herclea task; To chew the all instant not to be that it is a falante That stops of speaking to rest. The buccal workers Have to always keep its armories the ranks and good made use to triturate food in such a way That the man looks for. Passing is a meat badly, Is meat of baked hen, and there the comilo In the constant sofreguido goes to give work to the indifferent teeth That Everything they triturate..