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I offer you whatever insight my books may hold, whatever manliness or humour my life.
I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal.
I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved, somehow –the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams, and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

 

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  1. Eu acho que esse poema está em “O Torso e o Gato”, uma coletânea de poemas de amor organizada por Ivo Barroso (o nunca suficientemente lembrado – com gratidão – pela tradução de Uma Estação no Inferno – além do resto da obra – de Rimbaud).

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