quinta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2017

Tempo



When the bridge cracks,
The cliff will present itself as a way out.
But, hand in hand, we shall
Level our heads and balance our legs.

When it’s time for matters of life and death,
We’ll be there: in sync, swinging
In the ropes of a white crochet hammock.
The rhythm will support us.

Nicole Rodrigues

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