Brazil Is Where I Have To Be,

There It Is, The Sea, The Most Incomprehensible Of Non-human Existences.

I Write And That Way Rid Myself Of Me And Then At Last I Can Rest.

My Life, The Most Truthful One, Is Unrecognizable, Extremely Interior, And There Is No Single Word That Gives It Meaning.

Ela Acreditava Em Anjo E, Porque Acreditava, Eles Existiam" | "she Believed In Angels, And, Because She Believed, They Existed

But Don't Forget, In The Meantime, That This Is The Season For Strawberries. Yes.