Onde baloiça o vento
E ninguém nunca de delícia ou de tormento
Abriu neles os seus braços.
No Alto Mar, Sophia de Mello Breyner Adresen
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She herself had had a deep sense of poetry; she remembered going to sleep with Shelley under her pillow.
The Last September, Elizabeth Bowen
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I want what world there is behind your eyes
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