Misantropicamente ...
Deito a perder
Há razões que são razão
Escrevo em Epopeia
Serei eu mesma
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I came to a poetic post today which is difficult to translate into English. It's late and I don't feel like doing it really.
It's got a deceived tone and it speaks of being deceived with the surrounding world as much as it leads to feeling like getting away from this maddening crowd that makes me feel revolted due to lying and pretending.
There's the positive side too, of being willing to fight all this said to have been created by my sick mind, fact that makes me retreat into the highest tower of my medieval castle where I make up defence plans to fight back those I take as my enemies.
I won't ever stop being myself though and wish for Historical recognition of my deeds.
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