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THE WATER: Poetry, by Fernando Pessoa

THE WATER

“Water screams
in the jug raised to the mouth.
It’s fresh sound
tell me who gives me drinking.
He smiled.
The sound is just a squealing sound.
Drink the water without hearing anything
my throat.”

(Fernando Pessoa)

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