tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215240972011-04-21T20:19:12.501-07:002em1http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705996942846422793noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21524097.post-1140304639645979022006-02-18T14:48:00.000-08:002006-02-18T15:17:19.660-08:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Poesia</span><br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight:bold;">Gastei uma hora pensando em um verso<br />que a pena não quer escrever.<br />No entanto ele está cá dentro<br />inquieto, vivo.<br />Ele está cá dentro<br />e não quer sair.<br />Mas a poesia deste momento<br />inunda minha vida inteira.</span></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21524097-114030463964597902?l=2em1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>2em1http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705996942846422793noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21524097.post-1138245646641546282006-01-25T19:19:00.000-08:002006-01-25T19:20:46.650-08:00;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21524097-113824564664154628?l=2em1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>2em1http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705996942846422793noreply@blogger.com1