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Naquela tarde de Fevereiro, a baralhada Sophia resolveu colocar as cartas na mesa. Todas: continuava a chegar demasiada correspondência.

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Manu disse…
Sohia..Não se afobe, não
Que nada é pra já
O amor não tem pressa
Ele pode esperar em silêncio
Num fundo de armário
Na posta-restante
Milênios, milênios
No ar (..)

Chico
sónia disse…
Pobre Sophia! Demasiada correspondência enjoa, sem dúvida! Umas irregularidades sempre dão ânimo à vida.
Sophia disse…
Esqueceste o Joker...que é sempre carta fora do baralho...mas está presente...mesmo que ausente.

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