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Cabine de armas
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O capitão havia enviado convocação ao identificador para apresentar-se à cabine de armas, e Bóreas havia passado palavra ao Beta das variações da missão. Dêrmot havia iniciado o treinamento de armas com algum atraso, treinamento que seria menos rigoroso, já que o Beta conhecia o uso de carabina e de bastão. Algumas instruções seriam dadas a Hugo que, contudo, precisaria de mais instruções do naturalista, para as coletas de amostras.
Pelageu chega ...

Garden

My sanctuary alas is found
where colors dance within the light
among fresh greens and a gentle breeze
wind and the birds the only sound

Their whispering twitters resound
such peace as a dream in the night
to walk among age old stoic trees
where one might find dryads still bound

Flowers bursting in color renowned
a scent of fresh rain gives delight
heavenly the humming of bees
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Καθόταν πάντα από τα αριστερά της, γιατί ήθελε να βρίσκεται πιο κοντά στην καρδιά της. Ο άγρυπνος φύλακας, ...

So, I'm still having a poetic lull, which is bugging me now. This poem I started writing a few weeks ago after noticing, for the third day, from the train station platform, the boys skateboarding under the overpass. They are there every day: light or dark, rain or sunshine. I'm sure some people consider them a nuisance, but I think it's kind of nice.

And here is the poem.

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Oh Govinda

Music: Michael Cassidy
Lyrics: Jeffrey Armstrong

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Oh Lord the sun's effulgence hides Your face
Your blissful form lies far beyond my eyes
But now Your wonders call my heart's embrace
As dawn displays your beauty in the sky

The rainbow shows the colors of Your dress
The movements of the moon reflect Your mind
Your smiling is the cause ...