And a hundred bolts of lightning opened us

0.0 2015 14 min

On our face, the bread we knead, In our mouth, the bread we all are. The sun on the snowy night, From the cold spring to the warm bonfire. The earthworm searches for the earth-hole, The furze surrounds the white birch,…

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Mónica Baptista

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