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não declares trégua por nada senão por aquela misteriosa razão, não chores guerras que te maturaram, como em agosto maturam romãs em barrancos de montanhas saqueadas, pois não há outro Inferno que te aguarda. o teu de outrora vai contra ti agora

With a massacre or two, the country’s name, our country, became another. Reality became an idea and history became memory. The myth invades and the invasion attributes everything to the will of the Lord who promised and did not renege on his promise... They put us on trial: Why were you born here? We said: Why was Adam born in paradise?

" You laugh to yourself at the ability of our first mistakes to be carved in stone. You ask: When will I be cured of defining the whole by the part? The feather is not the bird, the tree is not the forest, and the threshold is not the house."