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Oct 2014
Yet, I fail.
From time to time, I will fail.
I try to minimize the failure,
                               To be the mind, and not the wind,
                               To be a kin, and not akin,
                               To be a friend, not a fiend.
But when we sail,
I'm not the sailor,
I am the tempest.
yet again, here i am.
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Cláudia Cruz  24
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