Sometimes I feel kinda blurry, and lost, and distant.Sometimes I feel like I'm fading out.
And sometimes, in those moments, I'm able to reach inside and find the lens and set the focus once again. And then I'm able to see myself again. And then I feel like me again.
And after those times I know I learned something (but only sometimes, most of the times). A few times, I'm able to make something beautiful out of the blurryness and confusion.
I hope this is one of those few.
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oi CRISântenos, vou procurar o faz-tudo, conforme tua dica, li mês passado "A graça de Deus", do Malamud, uma fábula interessante, não mais que isso - mas vale a lida, se quiser, te empresto.
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