Republica da Estatica da Mulher Sozinha

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A mulher sozinha sonha com um grande amor. Para transformar a republica da estatica em republica do amor. A mulher sozinha se distrai com um amor qualquer. A republica da estatica mulher sozinha se solidifica quanto mais o tempo segue. Sao tantos tempos orquestrando o caminhar da mulher sozinha. Ha o tempo de desejos, de reprimendas, de culpas. De sonhos. Tempo de reflexao e decisoes. Tempo de estatica. E adormecimento. De fazer o maximo ou esperar pelo minimo. Ou esperar o maximo e receber o minimo. A mulher sozinha mora numa torre e congela o coracao. A mulher estatica sonha com a republica da verdade. Ela espera que a verdade seja bonita e plena. A mulher sozinha se toca e chora. Ardem-lhe as faltas.

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