@JuNaiane
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Run... Run!
He won't die...
Today you can't,
Because I need to make a profit.
Run... run... run...
But look:
You're strong
"Keep swimming"
#desafio 365/208
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@JuNaiane
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I want so much to be with you,
But time is enemy.
The clock dictates the time,
While I live
of memories.
#desafio 365/207
@JuNaiane
Public
Completely exhausted.
You don't know the exact time
where fate had left
of being, palpable.
But what is destiny,
Or a big mess?
Hope of fools
That dissolves easily
Face the harsh reality.
Untraceable truth.
#desafio 365/206
@fksilvain
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<div style='text-align: center;'><p><img src='https://www.literunico.com.br/storage/app/public/creations/covers/7ccFT6pMsVFNCZ8VANw2IacdGhz4CgOaxFveut5b.jpg' style='max-width:50%; height:auto;'>ZLIT3Z<p>XQZLIT5ZX<strong>The cat, the devil and the desire: the story of Renata & Bernardo</strong></a>QZLIT9ZXXQZLIT10ZX<a href='https://www.literunico.com.br/creations/13/chapters/211' target='_blank'>LITQQLIT11ZQClick here to read the chapter "Family and breakup" complete</a>QZLIT13ZXQ</div>
@CrisRibeiro
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#Desafio 209
I'M WHO LAMBE
I'm the one who licks.
With eyes closed
and open intentions.
I'm the one who lowers my guard:
Yours.
Who comes down,
No rush,
by vulnerable steps
of your will.
I lick where fear lives.
Where the name doesn't go.
Where desire whispers:
“This is it.”
I won't.
I insinuate.
I breathe close enough
for your skin to confess alone.
I'm the one who bends the world
With the tip of his tongue.
There's no vulgarity.
There's vertex.
There's a temple
who recognizes the tongue as an offering.
And when your voice fails,
When your body surrenders in silence,
I follow.
Because I'm the one who licks.
And who licks,
rules.
Cr
@novidadesliterunico
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Literary correspondence in the Literary
The words also find destiny, even if the recipient is imagined, absent or the author himself. In the new Lithuanian movement, you are invited to explore thematic rooms where letters become a form of expression, memory, affection and invention.
Literary correspondence: https://www.literunico.com.br/events/4
@novidadesliterunico
Public
Hermann Melville (1819–1891) explored the abysses of the human soul with the strength of a rebel sea.
Author of Moby Dick, his writing unites adventure, philosophy and existentialism. On each page it reveals the struggle between man and the mystery of the world — between destiny and freedom, obsession and redemption.
Reading Melville is embarking on a deep and unforgettable journey.
Moby Dick: commented edition: https://www.literunico.com.br/books/1098
#hermannmelville #mobydick #clássicos #literaturanorteamericana #aventura #literunico
@novidadesliterunico
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Milton Friedman (1912–2006) was one of the most influential economists of the 20th century.
Defender of individual freedom and the free market, he wrote clearly on topics that shape our daily lives: inflation, public policy, consumption and responsibility. Its ideas bring reflection to this day — inside and outside the economy.
Reading Friedman is understanding how economic freedom impacts society.
Capitalism and Freedom: https://www.literunico.com.br/books/1070
#miltonfriedman #economia #liberdadeindividual #livremercado #pensamentoeconômico #literunico
@literunico
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I leave here for you a possibility of science fiction idea.
Anyone interested in using it for development, I can tutor creation!
https://chatgpt.com/share/688cb7d9-fa6c-8011-be4d-9275db69a01e
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I read it and remembered that dark series (Netflix) which is wonderful and if you lose the thread of the meada you lose all in history.
@JuNaiane
Public
Friday.
She wakes me up.
Perfect image:
Your face
between the legs.
I like it.
It's the taste
saliva and enjoyment
There's taste.
#desafio 365/205
@eduliguori
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Under the hair
the naked neck
where fine fingers
smooth and run
feline malice
a sharp fingernail
between the hills
Go through the valley
and the saw
between the
reaches the plateau
to the mouth of the meat
waterfall and bell
There is no sin
under the hair
black
Nod the bell
of the smile
and the joy
@MarU
Public
#Desafio 206
♪ absolute goddess ♪
My sex
It's all mine!
I belong
to myself.
My pleasure
is absolute,
a force
nature.
I know
My maps
and my zones
Erogenic.
Dividing
My body,
debravo
My sex.
No clothes,
naked,
in meat
and raw skin.
My power
It's giving me pleasure!
And in that,
I'm a goddess.
Absolutely.
MarU
@literunico
Public
#Link365TemasLivros
#Desafio365Livros
Day 72
Comment on the Library in a book where memory is not static, but fragmented, a hesitant reconstruction made of shadows and traces, like a detective turning the past in search of himself.
(Vale comment on Lido marking or on Reading and Review, do not forget to mark the share box in the profile)
#Desafio365Postagens
Day 210
Tracks in Smoke
A forgotten name,
an address with fog,
a stained photograph.
The crime scene is not in the world,
but in the diffuse memory of the one who saw
And you don't even know if you just thought you saw it.
Indication: Scene of a Crime — Patrick Modiano
@literunico
<h5><span style='color: red;'>#CenadeumcrimeZLIT7Z</h5><p>QZLIT10ZXQReading Status:</strong> In Reading - Marking Fact</p><p>Book Details: <a href='https://www.literunico.com.br/books/1069'><strong>Cena of a crime</strong>ZLIT17ZXQ</p>
@CrisRibeiro
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#Desafio208
CERTAIN PROVOCED
Closed his eyes.
He took it.
the blindness.
He couldn't stand it.
I feel
whole.
His choice.
You heard me.
Each syllable
than I couldn't
name.
Between the lines,
the breaks,
the silences
wide open
that I
stubborn
Screaming.
You blew it for taste:
bitter.
Spit.
He said:
"I want you."
He said:
“you are free.”
And in every line of speech
a cell overlooking the sea.
You let go of my hand
as a noble man
Let go of what you can't touch.
But his fingers
They were still circling
My throat.
Pulled back
not with footprint,
with logic.
These traps
Unmounting
a “no”
Untying the bow.
He took crumbs
warm remains
of a feast
that I've ever
I didn't want to.
serve.
And I was like,
Your wife,
Your altar.
even him
without ever
have learned
ed
Get down on your knees.
Cr
@JuNaiane
Public
If life charges me
Bend me, throw me
So in the abyss
without even a warning
If I fall and resist
If I still persist
One more day I allow
be the force that still
Keeps me
Alive.
#desafio 365/204
@JuNaiane
Public
My love
♪ If I wrote ♪
hand cards;
Or publish a song.
If I did the words
Serenades
at the door of his heart;
Would you love me then?
Or would everything be for nothing?
I don't want to believe
I don't.
#desafio 365/203
@JuNaiane
Public
Minute
Or smiling?
Not even the moon
I'm surprised.
Regardless.
Not even the moon
You understand me.
#desafio 365/202
@JuNaiane
Public
Love...
And untie
Love...
And disarm
Love...
And turn yourself in
In meat,
bone
and vulnerabilities;
No fear of error.
#desafio 365/201
@JuNaiane
Public
Love
In
os
Dream
that
start
Here,
on the side
.o
#desafio 365/200
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I loved the formatting, it was perfect, it illustrated the poem in letters
@fernandafrankka
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Guys! I'm back after a troubled family period, but I hope I can maintain the constancy here from now on. Thank you to subscribers who have not abandoned me and welcome me to the new readers and subscribers. Big kiss for each and I hope you like what's coming