Suavidade Mirror

Rest your aching head, so full of chimeras, of ideals, upon the soft, maternal lap of your sweet, compassionate Sister. You will tell me, in that so gentle voice, your pain which you think unequaled, and I, to console you, will tell of the harm that Life did to my deep soul. And you will fall asleep on my knees... And my wrinkled, old fingers will become light and soft... They will rest in the fervor of a believer, white roses falling gently upon your face, like bird feathers...

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