Mudou

Mudou

Trabalha, trabalha...
chegará o dia 
no qual vão dizer:
você mudou!
como se você 
trabalhasse duro 
para permanecer 
a mesma.

Todas as pessoas
podem te dizer 
isso, mas elas 
nunca fizeram isso: 
todos os dias,
mais e mais.
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