City, rumor and fro in the streets without peace, O life
dirty, hostile, uselessly spent,
Knowing that there is the sea and beaches nude
Mountains and plains unnamed wider
What the broader desire
And I'm in you close and just see
The walls and the walls, and I see no Neither
grow the sea, nor the changing of the moons.
Know what hast thee in my life
and dragging the shadow of the walls
my soul that was promised
waves white and forest green.
Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen
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