poetry
- lucille clifton i am running into a new year ┊ i am running into a new year and the old years blow back like a wind that i catch in my hair, like strong fingers, like all my old promises / and it will be hard to let go of what i said to myself about myself when i was sixteen and twentysix and thirthysix, even thirthysix / but i am running into a new year, and i beg what i love / and i leave to forgive me
- hilda hilst ┊ aflição de ser eu e não ser outra
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