Sou Fátima Gomes (Fátima Soares Rodrigues), mãe de sete maravilhosos filhos e tenho três netinhos: Davi, Vítor e Lucca. Essa é minha mais importante biografia. Quanto ao resto, prefiro dizer que sou amante das palavras: escritas e lidas, e que a obra, segundo Fernando Pessoa, é muito mais importante do que o autor, por isso, olvido a biografia e prezo a grafia. Os textos falam por si sós.
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