A maN_OBRA

segunda-feira, dezembro 20, 2004

When you look around
Only to find
There's nothing to choose
When you search
IN vain
For some sense of purpose
When worthwhile
Sound like
A word of comfort
You get tired of searching
And so you learn to find.

posted by Nelson Pereira at 11:59

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

que bonito!
Gostei muito do teu site!
Tem POemas muito lindos.
Gostei imenso destes em inglês.
Parabéns!

8:25 p.m.  

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