Poetry
Copyright @ 2009 Lambert Academic Publishing AG & Co. KG and licensors. All rights reserved.
Copyright @ 2010 Lambert Academic Publishing AG & Co. KG and licensors. All rights reserved.
Deep Touch
By dawn my legs did run
To delight a gently laugh
I cursed thoughts for fun
But they were so rough
At home I had my truth
Back into songs and will
This foggy side of youth
Has named my eyed skill
It is worded my blue bed
Yeah I love hearts to feel
So I do take your head
To please a musical affair
Frankly I do care for life
I use my fingers in her hair
I’m a naked shadowed knife
In her I play my south cage
The voice in my face today
Declares my breathing stage
My armed mouth is her way
Majestic fun
I was inside you and far
The flag day had a name
It was a wild desert scar
I did stop the humid aim
At the sea she said now
I sang my dream again
By the frontier an arrow
A sound flowed in vain
Come little palm hand
I have your finger print
I carried a heart to stand
So pretty chained sprint
This has washed my face
The last dance was pure
The fear had a rusty run
The most so long cure
Fell into my majestic fun
Walking Cloud
Just like a winter’s fall
I have a dream by guest
I could turn your love call
In a glad cloud, the best
Of a whistled spreading song
And pretend that she comes
Fun of a speaker among
Out of a sea that smokes
I feel a painted black skirt
Jumping secrets into trust
Just for the lovely flirt
The ties of a sanctuary land
So sacred ground has a tree
A seed was our command
Here goes a immune liberty
Wide Music
Listen to the silence
even when it’s not there
like the wind
seen from the window seen it,
but not being touched by it
and slowly close your eyes
cause your son winter
whispers a sound
wherever it rains here
no one can be found
inside this tear
The Rusty Face of the Word
Dear sorrow
justify this son
the earth
and the moon
your so soon
from this word
to june
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Shall I give you into fate and his will spell
Or should I form a desire in lust in what we fell
It comes again the fidelity and the ideal
when kissing a new kind of thinking to feel
and the petition with a scarlet rock
Comes in sea, in deal with this hope at the dock
The sun flames with fingers in here
Your arms tell me to hold you out of fear
Did I heard the broken solitude touching your heart
Maybe now you can open feathers and born to a new start
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Are you the voice at the seaside
A friendly murmur in deluxe pride
By sailing with birds over San Telmo’s fire
Perhaps existence longs for sober desire
My political space needs to extend my choice
As you woke me and spoke in your tender voice
We fade in passing away from narrowed sounds
So we caress the experienced taste of love bonds
One memory read in profound and curious portrait
As we seek, tell, whish and now the longing fate
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Taking a hidden shadow from the balance
In sirens across the bay, to dance
with you on the sandy taste of your name
in your sign that tells me to hear your flame
come sweet shining spirit, we stand
to swear for secrets that wait hand in hand
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The thin agility of a tiny bridge in her low voice
Like a delicate motion daring to comply
Some silver word rides in my choice
You feature the skies in the radical fly
And the turbulent changes ease the pain
What it hurts in everyone’s memory
Out of a globe in warm circles that we claim
As I guard this treasure in me
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Still timeless to stop and the missing childwood
My kind light souvenir of an artic prudence
Do you open the love in your hope mood
Tell me about this, now and with my credence
Wondering to comply your distant soul
In the old boats, seagulls in the freedom of whole
I whish to like you in here, to accept and smile
Me with her in a distant land, stay with us, for a while
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In sincere sorrow I know hearts
They pulse in the virginity of life
Each gender in cruel absence
But there in far graces by parts
A serious rendez-vouz is tense
And your windy skirt also wonders what is to be felt everywhere
Though I declare my breathing spirit to aproach what joy can dare
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Beauty thinks to feel as this whish is true
In the quiet palm where I write in time
Tila tea comes with certain calm in you
As leafs extend the journey of a body
Contemplation traces every body
In the kick of the eye, over the verb
We lay and look for the right humid herb
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Only to box you out from the old tumbling veins
Oh, you are your own reward on the way to belong
Old parades no more will be in use but in our soul refrains
Feeding rhythms in a good holding trait, in a new song
The trails within the run for this sense of adventure
Take your scarlet intimacy into a cool state
The good look twists like a kissing venture
Intuition makes the world’s melody our gardening dance
By the side of every love tour, no one is late
Existence is written and we take our chance
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For this sweet sober eye
where you caress me so shy
I tend to form the lace
by glazed attention in space
and we are in solitude
so vigorous in the previous life of interlude
now by a spoken mirror of truth
I face moreover the distance inside you
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You have lived in words to survey the cold
at my own vigilance, a strain that never gets old
your look for invisible petals, somewhere kindly proud
my eyes caress this blazed cloud
for beauty is in your calm melancholy
this treasure pastes on me
the visual sound in your sweet sense
bringing into the table, the hidden love from this fence
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Come earlier for the afternoon in us
we are in touch by blind possibilities
the thought of this,we know, thus
what it wonders in kind sensibilities
the whistle walked in, he passed in your window
then over your lips, zooming in
coming out in release, pleasure to flow
and look all around for my classic favour into your swim
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Some of the beds of spikes go closer
Into the soul and get her for cover
As when you awake, some of you keeps calling
It’s the body of a dream, astute to ring
Your peaceful death, just when you thought
In grace, by the Fall of what is caught
The triumph of a skinny migration and into her we hold
Both of all have taken sediments into this gold
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To endure a hiding fire from a lusty sky
And the biscuits circle for sonatas in your eye
Does the body of a candy face runs deep
Maybe the dressing cello of your lip
Crucifies a sound and a speed
Your in my need
By the sacred integrity of a random bliss
Ever more and so far here’s my kiss
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Due to a little kiss as the first
Where a tender thirst
Came to refrain an orchard
The May scent and his archard
Have similar architecture to be explained
In what you are involved and sustained
The archery smells forever blow
Me and you make things in a tasty flow
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The assembled heart carried in for secrets
As reverenced them out of the counting years
Where the gospel ryhthm influxes me into streets
To the petal accent in the warmth tears
A parfumed life painted in eyes, so solemn
As the heat from a proper eloquency of the damned
He sat still and quietly calm, meant
To inflinct a new kind of kick when the band
Walked by for the body of your nation
Secretes me tights of fluxes of an indian tent station
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My longing eyes stand to think
At the front of a curious brick
There, the heartbeat is solidly given
For the uprise of your soul in season
When everything is blindly pure
After some thousands of clean lines, our true lure
On and off by remembering a ligthning time
The childhood is still delicatelydivine
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While a sempiternal motion in faraway natures
Could be a brave owner of the freeheat
And among some sliding lips of all creatures
In the open fidelity as a tender life beat
In faces with angelical features in a fractal
As a distant shape runs in our kindness
Could this union, trade the good couple
Into the understanding that peace colides with darkness
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This early honesty begins
As the main classic ruin framed in time
In the intent which makes all hymns
For a delicate and solemn parfumed rhymes
That comes with uncurled matter into the unknown
With personal skies to be felt in visibility
As eyes meet skin and they were shown
In the departure of your arctic sensibility
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A shred in the floor feeding a thousand tastes as a crew
To cut dead the food of vanity
For the working picture of life passing by you
The coldness in your eyes appear in brief reality
Shall the piano would shed the tears stolen from talent
And the emerging of a small wonder in this vertigo world
I know you are your own hit sacrament
And the heat dream parade is your giant girl
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Written with a new and so bright impulse
just as if the frozen thick tooth
would swear for an uncertain truth
in sugar sprayed hearts being seduced
forthe warm approach as the leafs repose
while sounds flew and rose
and the morning uttering story
in us, asending from a founded glory
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Watch the little shy way always hesitating
Looking at spirit’s crown as advice
You can draw what your aiming
Turn ashes into some new thoughtful ice
As the melted heart has a dancing melody
Whenever the pillow fights with us along
The night, along the funny way of being strong
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Wanting to offer my sonority in smuggling grace
As the jump is still so far away and the close you face
That is me and a dim dime coming closer in the day
As you sang what the things could approach to stay
The movement of braveness could have your attention
Please, rewind what was your mind as invention
Evoke a cosmic smile in every act, your real
Prolific consequence of being cloud in will
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You wonder for that thoughtful feelings
walking in your body and you could have taken him to me
I keep you in my own in your birthday meetings
As you and me tend to chant a summer and the life of he
Like a smiling libido into the right warm door of the world
The refrain feeling fine and his proclamation is now dressed in blue
With a recreation of this passenger and your little girl
There are calm storms as they are your riding true
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The body in kindness has to claim
As I face your way of going up there
To the taste of a brand new aim
The candy seeds in her open care
Gives me a precious conscious in the breaking hour
To focus my love in my lusty eyes
Surface of an hermit flour
In the mirror down from the skies
As to care and to love, comes the gathering in freedom
And you can unite your soul with a bright and cosy wisdom
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The dimension of a wide extension of fear
A kind of trust into all exceptions
Going out from a sharpened tear
A thick full source of new soul creations
And to note what in existence is loaded in exactitude
The human race in her love destiny
Knows the lane to be broomed in her solitude
And the good heart in their good will philosophy
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Your creed in here inside comes closer
Soon your smile will travel into a shore
To hold poetry and whisper her more over
To strain the open atitude so much more
What you do with all fellings in unknown truth
It’s true in real around miseries
In the awake of a brave solitude of youth
They are thinkers in high vivid realities
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One play of nudity in its horizon
Somehow a calm strength in action
As the eyes enlarge into intention
A shape of solitude with its own fraction
Taken in dialogs down at the seaside
When reality and the thinking collide
For the late night swim
And you come in
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So on the garden the bird was standing
My cautious eye allowed him to fly
With a calm look he could show his song dancing
I could count cats and also a spy
As in this garden existed love
Like a prudent secret in sound
The heaven above
Cares to be found
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The clean enhancement for spirituality
Has some kind of dark feelings in plurality
Coming from a misty morning in touch
With that hermit’s mighty ego nudity in rush
For the quietness of Earth’s time, as truth
In subliminar sense around a mnemonic being in love
And that angle in wich your ankles are above
So here it goes my paper note on his curled flying destination
Into the lucidity of the giant freedom that exists in a poetical recreation
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A distant prudence in a sufficed northern windy spirit
Trough a long compel of marching waters still beyond consolation
And we are patient to awake at the sound of our mirror and from it
The course of nudity in passion around an admirable sensation
As curious is the return to the little words regarded as distinct
So gorgeous the commission in the struggle of your human print
Which I held with no exception in time for your beauty in soul
Myself a season in you, calls out the growing thinking to be told
You can come in logic and try to wax and wane
The light which ascends from my strenght in a solitary lane
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The spring in Lisbon selects a kind and fresh attraction in sentimentalism
Being much of the feeling called upon your morning realism
Possible as splendor and to touch like a didactic society
Nature consumes what you produce and the conquer of energy
In my terrible working beliefs which are on the skies
To be in struggle with all the sum of gratitude which lies?
A certain perpective and practical tendency for the right to the best
The daring practice in our manners is the double playful rest
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Desire appears like a composition of time
When wil you come in here?
Into the fine character of my tear
A single vivi source of company in exact delay
Tempts the course of pleasant conclusions in this day
I could cease to answer into my own as I shiver now
Hope holds my tender body but how?
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The measure of affection within your sincere excellence
Written as the children respect innocence by a warm immaterialism
Why fpr some time the frequency of words taken in prudence
Display the playful intellect in letters in the feature of impressionism
In a future instinct awakened by a immaculate desolation
Sincerely in truth, the feelings read by the conduit of the blues
To the landscape of domestic thoughts seem to amuse the intregation
In every line of real souvenirs which are in love with both truths
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The ample visit as habit of kindness acquires questioned eyes
In terms of sharing the adoption of consistent memories
Every one follows what was seen under the essence of the skies
Me and you, placid to the external notion of mortalities
Lift feelings from chosen being in ferocious moods
Maybe some of them would and could be in our woods
Where the little ways hold secrets as impressions
From a resolved trait on the way to peculiar expectations
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I manifest the solemn reflection of your gentle breasts
As singular mosaics in sober marble as the cozy nests
In the curled leafs with entrance to embrace immensities
To every draw where anatomy conceals the ornament of solo duties
I repose inside the depart of my mind at time for our contrasts
The body of a thought knows the wealth in which devotion casts
A similar constitution of awareness on every creature with language to confess
The retired innocence attending what I caress
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With much of trust for the one in motion
Trully as morning sounds when your words linger
Over the chosen effort for this prolific kind devotion
In a evening loaded with the extended shape of my finger
Printing in solitude the factual respect for your longing eyes
Friendly as when you are the journey into my own skies
With full power to understand the appearance of the ocean
Who lives with stoic voice in the nucleus of any emotion?
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Noble tones to the liberty which you cheer as expression
In your woman´s delicate face from which I place my devotion
With the touch as feelings do in vast prudence in my veins
Make me claim to the reference in the friendship that it remains
Now I dictate in my memory the attraction of our reaction inside
The preparation to the visit from what lives so deep aside
The selected words which we delivered by anonymous reasons
In the satisfaction with beauty far in here as in seasons
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The mighty ego nudity by confession of the growing excitement
Inside you and far on the way to the nipple´s contentment
That you keep as lecturer of the admirable union grace
A quiet essay was my power to describe our puzzled trace
In ways to order time and inside the sunset
Adjust melancholy that you set
And I held in long observations with different streams
Altough they were identical in our questioned impulse dreams
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A place we can stay is among the living suns
We can always go inside the logic of our sums
The world is orphan of the character and people wonder
What it will be the stormy taste of a sempiternal thunder?
But the moon combines the poetry felt as concern
We can shine to understand our egos and learn
The songs have their walls of mystery for good
Do you dance now that is all understood?
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The preservation of duty as deliverance of hope
Should be as serious as belonging into your scarlet bed
By where some nights I was in us to cope
Directly in faith driving peace in your head
With a kind of theory based on adventured strategies
A peaceful presence as occupaation in the wideness
And the contact in operating heat were lies our stories
It enhances from time to time the performance of sadness
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Affection a substance equals the touch of wisdom
In the tropic light that with sincere freedom
Carries the practise of genuine and vulnerable feelings
Thoughts authorize the angle of harmony in best greetings
It´s for the best of all vivid sources to be prudent
A lucid spirit with attitude to defend the intent
Of some strange looks in your ways which we act
By volunteering the warm colliding idea in this fact
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My predecessor hearts were natural inspired beings
In which their best intruments as duties to sharp feelings
Where the kind care as answer to interpret emotional hate
Now within the sowing hopes in the horizon of fate
Lead segments of all human exchange where thoughts have a begin
Like me and you were a visible optic light going in
To refer the wish of undressed bizarre politics are in my handss
All now can comprehend the time to silent strange commands
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The body of respect intends to adjust a cloud into a waterfall
The incoming of freshness produced by live gains
A happy place on humble increase of new sensations to stand all future aims
For all tomorrows to live as soft perfume in sexual skin
I can write my soul on a tempered ray on you by thin
Fingers in comfort to sustain relaxation in pleasure
With an excellent mind and body to keep as treasure
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Rolling energy kept in
As you came to begin
The turning body
Kissing a crowdie
Fire in the end
And the glen
Finds calm
Still I stand into our realm
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Poetry for my first poetical love, Bárbara:
Come in your whistling kind muscles
Like that one that by intuition
forming a long concentration of
Adventure and a baptism of fire
when freedom was following my soul
arriving at this affair where there is no difference.
In songs, the skies, are the spelling moves
the crawl of a bell that runs the fist
Lampoons on the very cradles
that were kissed in the mouth by June
is the cherry on the water with the sense of nonprofit?
For each cup of feeling I can have a superb read
This is seen as what can be felt
And so fingers relayed these tunes with me sneaking
Aphorisms by the soft twilight
Sung as secrets that warm the cold
The right-handed and the extreme odor of my heart into heat
What a rise into a great breath
Signals the grimace that tells you more of this friend
In the configuration which blooms in its transformation
Knowing that there is life in progress
As our body goes into a gentle sleep
In a scarlet voice
As I am waiting for you, my dream
And the strength that can be so much late
And here I play as well
Tomorrow the heart
Of a sacred birth
This union of vows and feelings
With a localized thinking
Living in security
Delivers this document because
The vein has a whistling breath
And the run on the open prairie
The foot where your eyes of black honey
Smiled once for being too foreign
Flanking your look as praise for your skin
It’s always the time for your encounter
In bid to interdict that in your center
In every breath and cheered accurate look
Among Gordian knots that the same postman
Sails, and with the years, the source of values
And I would not say that you are here without pain
Where we were two per among zillions
Above the illustrated and amazed thoughts
When the smile is stretching elastic beings
The sand here in your arms for the loving
And because it’s dawn, I estimate to be
A mild schism bare-chested
A mirror and you’re always
Home to meet the concise air
But as luck of the smooth trot
The crease at the neckline courteous November
Hip wound me, I’ll follow that
And the broom makes the holidays that you had
A tine thin wide finger
It’s the greasy touch
Connected to the time spent
Employed with the attentive soul
At sunset, as I recall
When looking at this member
Suggests that you are undressed
And you’ve got the sky that you dress
With that much desire
and be late
now in praise
of my splurge
I had signs
who sleep and sleeps
Read more at
whom I weave
Passing through years of light
Enumerating the name and identity
Polishing the voice that seduces me
When the rest of happiness
Perch in a zillion of steps
The Gordian knot gets the green
All the uniqueness of your traits
Segregating the beat of this seat
Your refinement plotting
As if was asking
What I have in me
And so as a nod
I tell you that I will be
In the hotbed
And if I measure what I intuit
It’s your pout without erasure
That the cypress sets
As a sensitivity
Which runs very thin
May be your age
That defines what you were born
On the horizon you wrote
When I was arrested
Boiling this heart that is gone
Soft sunset I emanate
I am like you in the same flames
I have for taste, then return
In combat as in insurance of thinking
Here on Earth in the affairs of heaven
Flies with this vision of the veiled
And the taste of what makes you dive
Being the portion that binds us into two
I look you in a manly love pose
As having a certain dose with no withdrawals
Holding up very well
And lifted from your sky
Bárbara you are inside a delicate place
Revolving around what it might be seen
For any life comes without fog
And our bed is like love, the first
Anointing without blessing somewhere
I chimer in the land of nowhere
Solemn outdoor
And sideways without fainting
Who browses cities and nations
At the very sly row
As the heat of a fire
Around the cushion
Dozing what I think
No pain or census
Steadying myself on the horizon
In the fascination attached to the bridge
A secret tells me that well
When I make a hundred
The axis and the bond between the royal forces
while the route of silence
listening to the other corner
when I dream, I know
by thinking about the landing of our law
and a stop parched, stands as a sign
if there is also a time of glory
light in each cyclical and annual
the pace of each life story
I give you a handkerchief and a nod
because when you think, I will follow you to whistle
because of this tension
Bent in for your posture, if the thinking
plane to land in fertile motions
a benign sun for us and the reptile
stands quiet at a first touch
In young fruit as alive as a trout
And we are also against the current
And you have the reverse in the handwriting of fire
That wrap the tobacco team
Which is a metaphor that barricade and seals
The benefit of our distraction
You came on the side that was our soul
And early vines with sweet talk
Broke and beautiful as your voice
Now in our mouth with love
Longing sighs in several years
In contrary tones
That the tone of this post
It’s the skin that you seen
Recent subliminal paintings
As your air is heard
at the foot of the bed loving
bodies in some momentum
flows to the resin at the behest
which knows how to run and powerfully
these maneuvers with sui generous margins
Yet this life I feel in distress
In the shadows I guess there are splendid truths
How to center you Miss?
On the fate of your hip
Such a young, frank
Radiate as an epic live
And in return to know
The current extension is either brave
As the heat of this generous hand
My name drops like a silver star
Here on the prairie, where the eye wants to inspect
The entanglement of sensuality
With dazzling, spinning when geometry in
One or two ideas on the space which is aware
Patience knows the discerning attention
In the mind wanting to travel between arms
And the mind appears as a love potion
The forearm of dawn
Recreating the language of others
While the urgency of the hour
The echo of your voice at me strolls
But the creed of the latent humor
What is true for anxiety and amusement
Rises by fervor
Where is our imprecise ascension
I thought your hair
as sensitive petal
was very appealing
to me, invisible
and we had this focus
altar flowers
where you play
in this dream too grown
The quiet brilliance and
Incessant ecstasy
Embrace the look of this wave
Giving you my daughter
My infant dream
For your heart can walk
And I’m in physical time
Wanting to calm your smile my dear
On a nice cloud for you in praise
By the softness of this love
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Introdução
Introduction
Introduction
Introducción
Einführung
导言
מבוא
المقدمة
Introduzione
自己紹介
Introductie
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