He knew one of the women well, and had shared his universe with her. They had seen the same mountains, and the same trees, although each of them had seem them differently. She knew his weaknesses, his moments of hatred, of despair. Yet she was there at his side. They shared the same universe.
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- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer, Poet
- Nationality: brazilian
- Born: August 24, 1947
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