Em minhas veias

Já não sei recitar poesias do passado. Elas ficaram tanto tempo preso na minha garganta que cauterizaram em minha voz e ainda assim pulsam em minhas veias.
I no longer know how to recite poems from the past. They’ve been stuck in my throat for so long that they seared in my voice and still vibrate into my veins.

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