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Tá bom, nem sempre. Mas na maioria das vezes acordar sem manhas, fazer o café da manhã completo e ainda se...&lt;br/&gt;
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Quê que seria do gringo sem a sua realeza?
E que seria do acho sem ter depois a certeza?
Certeza o que seria se não puder duvidar?
Duvidar o que seria se...&lt;br/&gt;
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Abre a tsunami dos águas almas
Justa frouxa (en passant)




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Todo pé talvez seu talco

Sem olhos podem ver luzes
Com asas levando cruzes

Passeando de alto a baixo
Pelas pontes de seus fachos
os feixes mal fatiados
(Sushiu!lênce...&lt;br/&gt;
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Vou ao ar. Não...&lt;br/&gt;
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Interior Surreal do Íntimo 



Meu interior tem pássaros, carrosséis,

raposas, foices e multiversos,

Chuva e tempestade,

meus eus em...&lt;br/&gt;
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Fodel v-C
O resto você vai ler
Pera só pra vc ver!

Composição Complicada
A do remédio Foda-C
Meio do verbo foder
C'a ponta vitaminada
FODA-C é pra você
Se curar numa xingada

Só...&lt;br/&gt;
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(não quitaquieta

perseverarte do esteta) 
Com.prazo à vista



Dija Darkdija 



P.S.: Eu escrevi o poema antes e fui procurar imagens. Achei essa verdadeira perseverarte....&lt;br/&gt;
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É que não tenho tido muito tempo nem coisas interessantes para escrever. Porém uma alma recente lhe renderá algumas novas linhas. Era...&lt;br/&gt;
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     É a vida. Aberta assim  Sempre repleta de surpresas.
Amanda...&lt;br/&gt;
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Arma interior de guerra
Na trincheira disponível
Ditapura nunca se encerra

Ocupaz-são de paz então
Eterna guerra contra a guerra
Atada de mão em mão

Dija DarkdijaVolte sempre, e...&lt;br/&gt;
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Ser poeta


Ow viajoso
Algo mei mis[s]terioso

(Arte oculta entrelinha)

Palavrinha é colosso
De formas e sons
Histórias e tons

(ou na tua ou...&lt;br/&gt;
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E nas voltas das nossas mentes, uma verdadeira homenagem.

Círculos (re)abertos

à Biju, nosso hamster...&lt;br/&gt;
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Em cont(r)os vêm e vão.

E assim como palavras estão sempre esperando

Os fin.ais felizes,

O Sol espera seus motivos

Para iluminar con.fluências...




Relógios e paciências!




Amanda...&lt;br/&gt;
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Musas são iguais

Sendo diferentes



Se o verso à tua

é o despertar de faces poisonais

À minha serão sempre colossais

sendo ela sol reflito eu, lua

coroando-a em...&lt;br/&gt;
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Escorregaliso

Escorregalismo



No limo no lodo



Floresta Musga

Música aos olhos

Tudo-Musa e tal



Perdiachamento

Ergo musical


Dija DarkdijaVolte sempre, e aprecie a Arte da...&lt;br/&gt;
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É intervalo

Entre o talvez do passado

E o nunca dos improváveis futuros



Ou a sina que aturo

E o nada que me resta?

No sempre há uma fresta

Para o final do mundo.




Dija...&lt;br/&gt;
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Ó pierrot,

Não te atormentes,

O sonho da mente é força pro amor!



É sim, senhor,

E luz e sombra

Serão escudo,

Proteção e cor!



Eu sei e ó,

Nunca te...&lt;br/&gt;
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da saú de
que saú do
pelos males

atravessa
pelos pleitos
melhores
piores
 Ares

Dija DarkdijaVolte sempre, e aprecie a Arte da Viajosidade&lt;br/&gt;
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Pandininha e Porquininho

à Biju, que encomendou o versinho. Nosso HamHam!

Pandininha uma menina
Porquininho um menino
Pouco sabem de sua sina
Procurando seu caminho
Em meio a valentia
Da...&lt;br/&gt;
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