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<p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">"O
ser humano é uma casa de hóspedes.<br />Toda manhã uma nova chegada.</span></i></span></p><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
</span></i></span><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">A
alegria, a depressão, a falta de sentido, como visitantes
inesperados.</span></i></span></p><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
</span></i></span><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Receba
e entretenha a todos<br />Mesmo que seja uma multidão de dores<br />Que
violentamente varrem sua casa e tira seus móveis.<br />Ainda assim
trate seus hóspedes honradamente.<br />Eles podem estar te
limpando<br />para um novo prazer.</span></i></span></p><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
</span></i></span><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">O
pensamento escuro, a vergonha, a malícia,<br />encontre-os à porta
rindo.</span></i></span></p><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
</span></i></span><p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Agradeça
a quem vem,<br />porque cada um foi enviado<br />como um guardião do
além."</span></i></span></p>
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<b> <span style="color: #38761d;">(Créditos: Fernando Mainar, Porto Alegre, RS)</span></b><br />
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="" style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif;">"Oh, doces e perenes vozes, permaneçam;<br />Vão
até aos guardiões das hostes celestiais<br />E os ordene que vagueiem
obedecendo à Tua vontade, <br />Chamas sob chamas, até o tempo deixar
de existir;<br />Não tem você ouvido que nossos corações estão
cansados,<br />Que você tem chamado por eles nos pássaros, <br />no
vento sobre as colinas, <br />Em balançantes galhos nas árvores,<br />nas
marés pela beira-mar? <br />Oh, doces e perenes vozes, permaneçam."
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>“Ninguém me habita.
A não ser</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>o milagre da matéria</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>que me faz capaz de amor,</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>e o
mistério da memória</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>que urde o tempo em meus neurônios,</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>para
que eu, vivendo agora,</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>possa me rever no outrora.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>Ninguém me
habita. Sozinho</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>resvalo pelos declives</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>onde me esperam, me chamam</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>(meu ser me diz se as atendo)</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>feiuras que me fascinam,</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><i>belezas
que me endoidecem.” </i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"> (Beth Moon - Ancient Trees: Portraits Of Time. Abbeville Press, 2014)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>“Vem,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Conversemos através da alma.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Revelemos o que é secreto aos
olhos e ouvidos.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Sem exibir os dentes,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>sorri comigo,
como um botão de rosa.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Entendamo-nos pelos pensamentos,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>sem língua sem lábios.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Sem abrir a boca,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>contemo-nos
todos os segredos do mundo,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>como faria o intelecto divino.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Fujamos dos incrédulos</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>que só são capazes de entender</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>se escutam palavras e veem rostos.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Ninguém fala para si
mesmo em voz alta.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Já que todos somos um,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>falemos
desse outro modo.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Como podes dizer à tua mão: ‘toca’,</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>se todas as mãos são uma?</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Vem, conversemos assim.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Os
pés e as mãos conhecem o desejo da alma.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Fechemos pois a
boca e conversemos através da alma.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Só a alma conhece o
destino de tudo, passo a passo.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i>Vem, se te interessas, posso
mostrar -te.” </i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">"Dá-me a tua mão:</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Vou agora te contar</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">como entrei no inexpressivo</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">que sempre foi
a minha busca cega e secreta.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">De como entrei</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">naquilo que
existe entre o número um e o número dois,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">de como vi a linha de
mistério e fogo,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">e que é linha sub-reptícia.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Entre duas
notas de música existe uma nota,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">entre dois fatos existe um fato,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">entre dois grãos de areia por mais juntos que estejam existe um
intervalo de espaço,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">existe um sentir que é entre o sentir</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">-
nos interstícios da matéria primordial</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">está a linha de mistério
e fogo</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">que é a respiração do mundo,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">e a respiração
contínua do mundo</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">é aquilo que ouvimos</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">e chamamos de
silêncio.”</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">"Estou
sentindo uma clareza tão grande<br />que me anula como pessoa atual e
comum:<br />é uma lucidez vazia, como explicar?<br />Assim como um
cálculo matemático perfeito<br />do qual, no entanto, não se
precise.<br />Estou por assim dizer<br />vendo claramente o vazio.<br />E
nem entendo aquilo que entendo:<br />pois estou infinitamente maior que
eu mesma,<br />e não me alcanço.<br />Além do que:<br />que faço dessa
lucidez?<br />Sei também que esta minha lucidez<br />pode-se tornar o
inferno humano<br />- já me aconteceu antes.<br />Pois sei que<br />- em
termos de nossa diária<br />e permanente acomodação<br />resignada à
irrealidade -<br />essa clareza de realidade<br />é um risco.<br />Apagai,
pois, minha flama, Deus,<br />porque ela não me serve para viver os
dias.<br />Ajudai-me a de novo consistir<br />dos modos possíveis.<br />Eu
consisto,<br />eu consisto,<br />amém."</span></i></span></div>
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<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">“Não há
guarda-chuva</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">contra o poema</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">subindo de regiões onde tudo é
surpresa</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">como uma flor mesmo num canteiro.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Não há guarda-chuva</span></span></i></span></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">contra o amor</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">que mastiga e cospe como qualquer boca,</span></span></i></span></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">que
tritura como um desastre.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Não há guarda-chuva</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">contra o tédio:</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">o tédio das quatro paredes, das quatro</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">estações, dos quatro
pontos cardeais.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Não há guarda-chuva</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">contra o mundo</span></span></i></span></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">cada dia
devorado nos jornais</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">sob as espécies de papel e tinta.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Não há
guarda-chuva</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">contra o tempo,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">rio fluindo sob a casa, correnteza</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">carregando os dias, os cabelos.” </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"> (São Lourenço-RS, 17/02/16)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">"Volte em minha voz a métrica do persa<br />A recordar que o tempo é a diversa<br />Trama de sonhos ávidos que somos<br />E que o secreto Sonhador dispersa.<br /><br /><br />Volte a afirmar que é a cinza o fogo,<br />A carne o pó, o rio o fugidio<br />Reflexo de tua vida e de minha vida<br />Que lentamente se nos esvai logo.<br /><br /><br />Volte a afirmar que o árduo monumento<br />Que constrói a soberba é como o vento<br />Que passa e que, à luz inconcebível<br />De Quem perdura, um século é um momento.<br /><br /><br />Volte a advertir que o rouxinol de ouro<br />Canta uma única vez no sonoro<br />Ápice da noite e que os astros<br />Avaros não prodigam seu tesouro.<br /><br /><br />Volte a lua ao verso que tua mão<br />Escreve como transforma no temporão<br />Azul o teu jardim. A mesma lua<br />Desse jardim há de procurar-te em vão.<br /><br /><br />Sejam sob a lua das ternas<br />Tardes teu humilde exemplo as cisternas,<br />Em cujo espelho de água se repetem<br />Umas poucas imagens eternas.</span></i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></span></span>
<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><br />Que a lua do persa e os incertos<br />Ouros dos crepúsculos desertos<br />Voltem. Hoje é ontem. És os outros<br />Cujo rosto é o pó. És os mortos."</span></i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">(Jorge Luis Borges, “Elogio a Sombra”, 1969)</span></span></span><i><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><br /><br /></span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Preso à minha
classe e a algumas roupas,</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">vou de branco pela rua cinzenta. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Melancolias, mercadorias, espreitam-me. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Devo seguir até o enjoo?</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Posso, sem armas, revoltar-me?</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Olhos sujos no relógio da torre:</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Não, o tempo não chegou de completa justiça. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O tempo é ainda de
fezes, maus poemas, alucinações e espera.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O tempo pobre, o poeta
pobre</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">fundem-se no mesmo impasse.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Em vão me tento explicar, os
muros são surdos.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Sob a pele das palavras há cifras e
códigos.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O sol consola os doentes e não os renova.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">As coisas.
Que triste são as coisas, consideradas em ênfase. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Vomitar este
tédio sobre a cidade.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Quarenta anos e nenhum problema </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">resolvido,
sequer colocado. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nenhuma carta escrita nem recebida.</span></span></i></span></div>
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homens voltam pra casa.</span></span></i></span></div>
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soletram o mundo, sabendo que o perdem. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Crimes da terra, como
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Ração
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Os ferozes padeiros do mal.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Os ferozes leiteiros do mal. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pôr fogo em tudo, inclusive em
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ao menino de 1918 chamavam anarquista.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Porém meu ódio é o
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Com ele me salvo</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">e dou a poucos uma esperança
mínima.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Uma flor nasceu na rua!</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Passem de longe, bondes,
ônibus, rio de aço do tráfego. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Uma flor ainda desbotada</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">ilude
a polícia, rompe o asfalto.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Façam completo silêncio, paralisem
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">garanto que uma flor nasceu. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sua cor não se
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Suas pétalas não se abrem. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Seu nome não está nos
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">É feia. Mas é realmente uma flor.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sento-me no chão da
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">e lentamente passo a mão
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Do lado das montanhas, nuvens macias
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pequenos pontos brancos movem-se no mar, galinhas em
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">É feia. Mas é uma flor. Furou o asfalto, o tédio, o
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"Brotam brotinhos na
tarde feita<br />Só de suspiros:<br />O amor é um vírus...<br />Apenas o
general de bronze continua de bronze!<br />O vento desrespeita todos os
sinais do tráfego.<br />Velhinhos de gravata borboleta<br />Sobem e
descem como autogiros.<br />O guarda de trânsito virou catavento.<br />As
mulheres são de todas as cores como esses <br />manequins expostos nas
vitrinas,<br />E onde é que estão, me conta, as tuas
esperanças<br />mortas?!<br />Lá vão elas – tão lindas – vestidas
de verde<br />Como Ofélias levadas pelos rios em fora<br />Enquanto eu
nem me atrevo a olhar para o alto:<br />repara se não é<br />O Espírito
Santo que vem descendo em lento voo<br />E até ele, até Ele, deve
estar assim, – todo irisado<br />Como os olhos das crianças, como as
maravilhosas<br />bolinhas-de-gude!"</span></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">“[...] Parto com o ar...</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sacudo minha neve branca ao sol que foge,</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Desfaço minha carne em
redemoinhos de espuma,</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Entrego-me ao pó para crescer nas ervas que
amo.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Se queres ver-me novamente procura-me</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sob teus sapatos.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dificilmente saberás quem sou ou o que significo,</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Não obstante
serei para ti boa saúde,</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">E filtrarei e comporei teu sangue.</span></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">E se
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O que não está numa
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<i><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nalgum lugar estarei a tua espera.” </span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">(Tradução de Monteiro Lobato)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /><br />"Estas velhas árvores, mais belas<br /> Do que as árvores novas, mais amigas:<br /> Tanto mais belas quanto mais antigas, <br /> Vencedoras da idade e das procelas... <br /> <br /> O homem, a fera, e o insecto, à sombra delas<br /> Vivem, livres de fomes e fadigas; <br /> E em seus galhos abrigam-se as cantigas <br /> E os amores das aves tagarelas. <br /> <br /> Não choremos, amigo, a mocidade! <br /> Envelheçamos rindo! envelheçamos <br /> Como as árvores fortes envelhecem: <br /> <br /> Na glória da alegria e da bondade, <br /> Agasalhando os pássaros nos ramos, <br /> Dando sombra e consolo aos que padecem!"</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>”Não
sei por que, sorri de repente</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>E um gosto de estrela me veio na
boca... </i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Eu penso em ti, em Deus, nas voltas inumeráveis que fazem
os caminhos...</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Em Deus, em ti, de novo...</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Tua ternura tão
simples...</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Eu queria, não sei por que, sair correndo descalço
pela noite imensa </i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>E o vento da madrugada me encontraria morto junto
de um arroio,</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Com os cabelos e a fronte mergulhados na água
límpida... </i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Mergulhados na água límpida, cantante e fresca de um
arroio!” <b> </b></i></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(In: Aprendiz de Feiticeiro, 1950)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Aceito os subterfúgios que me cabem,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">sem precisar
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">acho o Rio de
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- dor não é amargura.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Minha tristeza não tem pedigree,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">já a minha vontade da alegria,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">sua raiz vai ao meu mil avô.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Vai ser coxo na vida é maldição pra homem.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Mulher é
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">“Quando nasci, um
anjo torto</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">desses que vivem na sombra</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">disse: Vai, Carlos! ser
gauche na vida.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">As casas espiam os homens</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">que correm atrás das
mulheres.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">A tarde talvez fosse azul,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">não houvesse tantos
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">O bonde passa cheio de pernas:</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">pernas brancas pretas
amarelas.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Para que tanta perna, meu Deus, pergunta meu coração.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Porém meus olhos</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">não perguntam nada.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">O homem sério do bigode</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">é sério, simples e forte.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Quase não conversa.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Tem poucos
amigos</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">o homem atrás dos óculos e do bigode.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /></span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Meu Deus, por que
me abandonaste</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">se sabias que eu não era Deus</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">se sabias que eu
era fraco.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Mundo mundo vasto mundo,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">se eu me chamasse Raimundo</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">seria uma rima, não seria uma solução.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Mundo mundo vasto mundo,</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">mais vasto é o meu coração.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Eu não devia te dizer</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">mas essa
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">mas esse conhaque</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">botam a gente comovido como o diabo.”</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: #6aa84f;">"A primeira vez que
entendi do mundo<br />alguma coisa<br />foi quando na infância<br />cortei
o rabo de uma lagartixa<br />e ele continuou mexendo.<br /><br />De lá pra
cá<br />fui percebendo que as coisas permanecem<br />vivas e tortas<br />que
o amor não acaba assim<br />que é difícil extirpar o mal pela
raiz.<br /><br />A segunda vez que entendi do mundo<br />alguma coisa<br />foi
quando na adolescência me arrancaram<br />do lado esquerdo três
certezas<br />e eu tive que seguir em frente.<br /><br />De lá pra
cá<br />aprendi a achar no escuro o rumo<br />e sou capaz de decifrar
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">“Meu Deus, me dê a
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Me dê a coragem de considerar esse vazio
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que eu possa falar com este
vazio tremendo e receber como resposta o amor materno que nutre e
embala.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que eu tenha a coragem de Te amar, sem odiar as
Tuas ofensas à minha alma e ao meu corpo.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que a solidão
não me destrua.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que minha solidão me sirva de
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que eu tenha a coragem de me enfrentar.</span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Faça com que eu saiba ficar com o nada e mesmo assim me sentir como
se estivesse plena de tudo. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Receba em teus braços o meu pecado de
pensar.”</span></span></i></span><b></b>
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