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by renata junqueira de souza
Something
appeared in the city.
People
were surprised.
Some
people laughed.
Some
people shook with fear.
Some
people though it was delicious.
Some
people pulled their hair.
Some
people set off fireworks.
Some
people bit their tongues, lost sleep and screamed Viva.
Some
people bit their nails, clapped their hands and ran away.
Some
people felt very, very, very happy.
Some
of them were sure - something could not happen, no way.
Others celebrated. They said: "Congratulations! It is so good!
Finally!"
Some were worried. They demanded something forbidden, guaranteed to
be impossible.
Something was wrong, something was dangerous.
Others were calm - celebrating, laughing, remembering and hugging
each other.
As they went out into the street happily singing and dancing.
Some of them were bitter, persecuting something of no value.
Something should disappear or be taken far, far away.
Many defended and praised something.
They said something was great, good for everybody.
They had been hoping for something for so long.
Something was important, beautiful and precious.
Some people decided to exterminate something.
But others said, "NO!"
And ran away to slowly hide something inside their hearts.
Published by Ática Book Se eu fosse aquilo.