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Graziele Souza
Teu olhar, Seokjin, é o farol que Namjoon procura, Na vastidão de um oceano de pensamentos e de pressa. Onde as palavras se perdem e a alma se tortura, Teu riso, leve brisa, a tempestade cessa. És a âncora gentil, o porto seguro e o cais, A melodia simples que a complexidade acalma. Namjoon, o poeta da dor, em teus olhos encontra a paz, A mais pura e bela expressão que liberta sua alma. Tu traduzes o silêncio, ele a canção que não foi dita, Juntos, a arte da vida, um equilíbrio a se admirar n
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