Gritos mudos no silêncio das palavras!

Who the fuck are we?
May I say I love you?
May I say I care for you?
What the fuck are we?
Trash in a bin?
Why are we here... still?
How can we allow it?
Why?
In the wind, who are we?
A feather? A stone? A cold?
A napkin under the taker?
You know...
I did...
Really...
Loved you.
Did you know what love was?
Just whisper to me...
This night.
One night.
Forever night...
Love me...
And then
I vanish into thin air.
I can't die, nor cry, here... in our joy!
Did you know I loved you more than ice on a summer spring?
The end of everything?
What was my everything... if you were not there?
Love me... And, Queen of me, I will love you twice more than a thunder.
Be my destruction, and I will kill every god in my fucking way.
Be my love, and I will be a king.
Just love me, almost as much as I hate myself!
But... love me, and I will find who I should be and give it to you.
I am Death... and you are...
Salvation.
Save me... Please.
Or just let me...
fall!

Love me, baby, love me
as if I were a billion light-years away,
lost in the endless haze of a galaxy collapsing upon itself,
its stars snuffed out by something darker than night.
Love me, baby, love me
as if I were dead on the outside,
a fragile shell cracking beneath whispers of a storm—
every fracture holding secrets no one dares to touch.
Love me, baby, love me
as if I were the ceiling of a madman’s asylum,
painted in frantic strokes of blood and gold,
screams trapped in the oil,
dripping into the void below.
Love me, baby, love me
as if this were our last kiss,
even if we didn’t have a first.
Love me as if I were a dream,
one that claws through the shadows of a child’s nightmare,
its edges blurred by tears.
Hold my face, kiss my forehead,
lie to me. Tell me the fire is just light,
that the bullets are doves set free.
But when the sergeant commands, “Ready, aim, fire,”
when the evil snakes come slithering toward my eyes,
tell me again, baby,
tell me everything will be okay.
And I will embrace darkness as if it were a silent tango
between the moon and a tree inside a rabbit hole hallucination.
Why do we keep forever going on this dance?
The stars hold no melodies, only frostbitten whispers
and laughs that shatter before they fall.

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porquê?

tens cablagem a gerir,
portas de rede a ligar,
protocolos a bloquear.
Esta noite não vais dormir

Comékié rápá?
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Switch> enable
password: não sei

switch# configure terminal

Trunk, nat, allowed vlans, denied brains.
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Switch (config)# hostname Preciso de café

Switch para router router para nuvem,
Nuvem para download de neurónio,
Estás estás? Chama o António.

error 404 descanso not found

Tóniiiiiiii.

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De espada e capa.
Cliente ao switch switch à firewall,
Firewall ao router, erro de sistema.

Help

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Switch# write erase

Aprende a falar de uma vez.
Packet tracer.