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Eu amo poesia. É a crua expressão da magia profunda mais profunda ainda retratada em Nárnia, é um reflexo do belo, o contexto da arte.
Só que muitos esquecem que foi Deus o criador do belo, da arte.
Vejo muitos poemas de sentimentos, paixões e, ilusões e desilusões e outras coisas mais.
Mas, me incomodou a escassez de poesia sobre O Amor, verdadeiro e único.
Com prazer, lhe digo que Amor é uma pessoa, mais conhecida como: Jesus.
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