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May 2018
If you could only see the moon
I see now,
But our eyes are opposite direction,
With our sights never to cross
One another.

I remain the same child
Forever fearing being abandoned,
Being abandoned
For fearing abandonment.
Danilo Brito Steckelberg
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Danilo Brito Steckelberg  29/M/São Paulo
(29/M/São Paulo)   
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