My life was made of rags
Random broken pieces
Like a ruined mill
That arouses no interest
Sadness filled my empty days
Whilst my nights were endless
And then, you came around
To release my golden dreams
And whisper velvet words
Grief brought us together
Yet, it is love that keeps us alive.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
De malinha pronta 
Awwhh, so beautiful and tender and hopeful!!!
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Thank you! 😇 Have a nice Sunday!
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You are very welcome!! 🙂
You too!! 🙂
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Hermoso, Filipa.
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💚🍀
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Que coisa mais linda, amiga 🌹
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Obrigada amiga! 💚
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👏👏👏🧚♀️✨
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Lindo amiga!
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Obrigada amiga! 💜
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De nada!🌻
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I believe that those who go through failures make sure that neither of their dreams break again
After they fail in fulfilling one dream 😀
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Indeed Aparna. ❤
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Stunning and moving poem, mi amiga. And the photos are excellent! Very Hopper-esque! (the composition, but not the vibe. His work is spooky, yours is heartwarming) 💕☀️
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Thank you amiga! Hopper’s work is amazing, in spite of its melancholy.
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Absolutely. I’ve never been a big fan of his work but I love his compositions, they’re always so clever. I prefer yours 😂
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I’m flattered.
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