That it’s so hard and tough to distinguish
its white tone spreads before our sight!
When people and institutions appear,
Day by day, noon along with the night;
Moon along with morning leak some faces
Of wolves, camouflaging; whose traces we feel
And those will let slip if there are gold and evil
Not in the same line of their own known divines!
(Leandro Monteiro)
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