◆━━━━◆❃◆━━━━◆ Between whispers and shadows I find myself, I am not a fire that burns and burns fast, I am a gentle breeze that disturbs, Mystery kept in every shy look. I do not seek screams, nor easy games, My world is made of secrets and rare encounters, Whoever wants to see me, must be patient, Because what blooms in me, is not for just any hand. Here there is no rush, nor vulgarity, Only those who know how to wait taste the sweet poison, I am the calm before the storm, And the beast that only wakes up for those who know how to listen. ◆━━━━◆❃◆━━━━◆
- Brazil Nationality
- Pais Das Maravilhas Location
- 100 years Age
- Português Language
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