Wood, stone, the end of the path rest of a stump, a little alone a shard of glass, life, the sun night, death, one laco, the hook peroba field, n the wood Cainga, candle, the Matita Pereira wooden wind, tipping the bluff the deep mystery wants it or not want the wind blowing, the endContinue reading “Jobim. 5 Aug 2013.”
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She was one of the brightest stars that I knew. She could light up a room and pull you in. And always a smile. A mischievous smile. Adieu.