Cai em música estranha a rima sobre a rima,. Num sonoro rumor de mármores partidos. Cansada cornucópia entre festões de rosas murchas. O azar é um dançarino nu entre os alfanges. Brasil é braseiro de rosas;. Espinhal sub flor e mais flor. À tarde o poente despia. Pedras de toque da poesia brasileira.

Domingo, 21 de noviembre de 2010. Third year of study in the faculty, I was in the level four of english and I could not understanding many things of the subject. In the finally semester of this year I reprobe the subject. This experience was very horrible for me, because I feel that I lost my time in the class of English and that my learning is few. The finally of the semester was very sad for this razon. Would like have much time for dedicate me to study the documents of this subject. In the spring of .

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