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VIRGILIO CASTANHEIRA=ONE SOO DIFFERENT MISSING BIRD IN A FLOCK OF HIS KIND!!! he did not write though he was a poet he loved sounds if zmusic and btidges of nature silences walking along pine trees groves fragrant dreams he only could hold an artist aiming perfection in a solidariam ethical smile always mistrusting the human kind of inhumane greedy beings hurting his unpolluted emetald feelings carbon radiances-free a master in car engines a garden architect an art collecter and merger-mender-fixer in patient waves of his own paced ocean where he floats now between the brightest clouds and he died alone. no hand there to hold his' feathers of snow river streams elegant pelicans of joy outside inside his heart neat clean beats loyal as nobody else's he left sure of being good therefore unsure of his destiny = virgilio castanheira the celestial rythm in besieging hell escaping from life ethernal motto of paradigma beauty = he left my mother-of-pearl antique clock in its terminal parachute with a mavious cause i celebrate so that his blessed achieved purple glory in friendship mighgt guide me as a suprem ' ust light every old-fashioned time concepts he embellished unique-ly. amen = -ringo95ringo95      
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