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Duas vertentes...

Fascina-me todas as vezes que vejo,
Fico encantada ao ver o por do sol,
Lindo, maravilhoso, esplêndido,
Sob o horizonte do mar,
Lá no fundo do meu olhar.

Olhava para o frente,
Meu olhos arregalava a paisagem,
Estava lua cheia, misteriosa e nebulosa,
O mar de maré-cheia, escura e calma,
No céu um azul-escuro,
Reflexo da lua sob o mar.

No retrovisor do meu carro,
Vejo imagens inesquecíveis
Em tons de laranja e amarelo
Meu olhar ficou retido
Naquele espelho
Com aquela paisagem

A natureza nos mostra tantas coisas…
Tão diversas cores,
Em tantas coisas maravilhosas…
Amo cada vez a natureza…

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