Crônicas de Luz e Sombras
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Last published Thu, Jan 2, 2020
Apesar de não se tratar de um livro sobre Crônicas, mas sim de Poesias, aborda a transitoriedade dos sentimentos e sensações diárias. Inspirado inicialmente no aborto que minha esposa e eu tivemos, atualmente foca nas coisas boas que nos cercam (como o nosso filho, por exemplo) e nos momentos de confusão que, vez ou outra, colocam dúvidas em nossas cabeças.
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