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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida mié, sep 21, 2016<5 mins
Hoje senti a necessidade de olhar o mar, procurar-te na rebentação das ondas, sentir a essência igual à tua. Hoje, quis sentir a tua brisa, precisei que o vento com cheiro e maresia me tocasse a pele. Não estás, apesar de te encontrar em cada pormenor que o mar tem, olho à volta, desesperadamente, mas não existe a tua imagem, apenas tudo o que te completa e que compõe o perfume do mar. É estranho, nunca me sinto só quando olho o mar, nem sequer sinto a tua falta, porque estás descrita, presente, em cada pormenor que o oceano tem. Não és meu mundo, porque existe mal no mundo, és meu oceano porque me banhas, porque me tornas puro. Vem ser meu mar!
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