We do not know what awaits us in life, but we know that everything is lighter if you have a friend to share both the joys and the sorrows. When we met back there, none of us imagined that we would create such strong connections, and here we are, celebrating yet another anniversary despite the weather, the events, the life. Everything was minimally calculated to support each other as needed. We adjust, we lose a step, we gain breath and we remake ourselves in a stronger bond. As you once said, “we invert but don’t break”. I wish you, in the words of Carlos Drummond de Andrade, “(…) the dream come true. The expected love. The renewed hope. I wish you all the colors of this life. All the joys I can smile. All the joys I can smile. All the songs you can touch. I hope that friends are more complicit, that your family is more united, that your life is better lived. I would like to wish you so many things, but nothing would be enough … So I just wish you had many wishes. Big wishes and that they can move you every minute, towards your happiness.
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Some write for art, language, literature. These, yes, are the good ones. I only write to make cuddles. And because I had to find a way to stretch my arms. And narrow distances. And find the birds: there are many distances in me (and a great shyness). Some write great works. I only write notes to hide them, carefully, under the doors. Rita Apoena https://linktr.ee/AlineGuedes1 View all posts by rascunho-draft