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Fogo que arde por dentro
Tudo consome
Até deixar vazio

Uma eterna fome
Um imparavel rio

Árvores que crescem por amor
Ramos partidos em dor

Voltam a crescer
Frágeis e retorcidos
Interiores corrupidos
É o preço de viver
A consequência dos conhecimentos adquiridos

Até quando crescem?
Quando vão parar?
Será que não percebem
Que há um preço a pagar?

“Senão crescemos
Diz-me que fazemos,
Morremos?”

“Deixamos um eterno vazio?
Perdemos a esperança?
Secamos o rio?
Abandonamos a lembraça?
Aceitamos o frio?
Interrompemos a dança?”

Eu só quero paz
Não felicidade
Porque não interessa se tentas e dás
A vida aproveita toda oportunidade

Ela é ingrata
E para mim já marcou uma data
Escrito 17/02/2018
 Mar 2021 Claudia Santos
Gods1son
Teach my heart to praise You, not only when I want something in return
But just to thank You for the marvelous things You've done

I don't want to make Your presence just an asking place
Instead, I want to seek your face multiple times daily, more than I open my social media pages

I know you are always there to talk
I know you care about me so much
Teach me to love you in return, unconditionally
Because with You, I want to live eternally.
 Feb 2021 Claudia Santos
Josh H
"The worst battle is between what you know, and what you feel"
Every hero has a story
A tale of their triumph
Etched in time and written all over the world
Words of their ride to fame and glory, solidified on the great pages.

And then, there is my story
One, not of power, glory or fame
Mine is that of struggle, strength, perseverance and  determination
My tale is still being written, it's pages still being filled every single day I continue on

One day, you will read my tale, and see the rise of a hero
For my victory, I fight on
We talk a lot about heroes In this world. I’ve been called a hero before and to that I say, I am just me!
My story is still being written. So just you wait, for the rise of a hero.
The season is merry and bright,
we watch on a silent night;
As children wait for treasures,
they'll cherish heartily forever.

As Santa rides his sleigh,
from a million miles away,
He's happy to be the one,
to deliver such Christmas fun.

While snow falls like confetti,
parents everywhere are ready;
For children's early rising,
with their laughter NOT surprising.

Hot cocoa made by mother,
sharing goodies like no other;
And lying underneath the tree,
Santa's gifts bring so much glee.

Lost forever in a trance,
of love that seems to dance;
The spirit of Christ is here,
we celebrate from year to year !
Through a holy night, we're blessed with love, as God reaches down, from heaven above. Merry Christmas to all ! xoxo Frances

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