<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642</id><updated>2024-09-09T21:46:11.305-07:00</updated><category term="busc"/><title type='text'>pensamentos versos e poesias</title><subtitle type='html'>TUDO QUE QUERO É PASSAR AO MUNDO,&#xa; O PODER QUE A PALAVRA ESCRITA TEM,&#xa; SOBRE AQUELES QUE TEM O AMOR COMO OPÇÃO DE VIDA.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-996026443775936883</id><published>2019-12-03T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2019-12-03T04:05:48.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sendo...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sou, não sei,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Mas sendo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Serei o que queira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Onde estiver serei&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
E amarei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Com toda força do meu coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te amo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
E ano após ano&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te amo!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
A idade nos mostra,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
A vida nos ensina&lt;/div&gt;
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e&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Continuo amando...&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/996026443775936883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/996026443775936883' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/996026443775936883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/996026443775936883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2019/12/sendo.html' title='Sendo'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-1947679030774063142</id><published>2018-04-23T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2018-04-23T18:10:01.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O TEMPO PASSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Chego cedo &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; à espera de te encontrar , &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; o tempo passa &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; e nada ... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Foi a ilusão &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que me trouxe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e é ela que sustenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a ilusão do querer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te quero !&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te espero!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te chamo!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te amo!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Com passar do tempo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;o corpo enfraquece,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a mente esquece,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas o coração,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;mesmo cansado:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te ama!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/1947679030774063142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/1947679030774063142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1947679030774063142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1947679030774063142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2018/04/o-tempo-passa.html' title='O TEMPO PASSA'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-773935585575257129</id><published>2016-11-03T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2016-11-03T08:37:55.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOGO NO PEITO </title><content type='html'>Quando o fogo&lt;br /&gt;
Arde no peito,&lt;br /&gt;
É sinal&lt;br /&gt;
Que o amor prevaleceu&lt;br /&gt;
E não faz mais sentido&lt;br /&gt;
Mentir para o mundo ,&lt;br /&gt;
Eu te amo !&lt;br /&gt;
Sei que amar&lt;br /&gt;
Não é suficiente ,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas esse fogo me queima.&lt;br /&gt;
Deixe eu sonhar&lt;br /&gt;
com esse amor ,&lt;br /&gt;
Deixe eu me enganar&lt;br /&gt;
Que somos livres&lt;br /&gt;
Para voar&lt;br /&gt;
E sentir todo fogo&lt;br /&gt;
Que queima&lt;br /&gt;
No meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/773935585575257129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/773935585575257129' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/773935585575257129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/773935585575257129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2016/11/fogo-no-peito.html' title='FOGO NO PEITO '/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-1615853243415658195</id><published>2016-08-31T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2016-08-31T04:14:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMAS</title><content type='html'>Somos almas gêmeas&lt;br /&gt;
E seguimos juntos&lt;br /&gt;
Para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;
O corpo não é nada&lt;br /&gt;
Quando o amor toca a alma,&lt;br /&gt;
Porque onde estivermos&lt;br /&gt;
Seremos sempre um só.&lt;br /&gt;
Eu posso te sentir&lt;br /&gt;
Dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;
Assim como você&lt;br /&gt;
Me sente e&lt;br /&gt;
O sofrimento nos fortalece&lt;br /&gt;
e nos faz&lt;br /&gt;
amar sempre mais.&lt;br /&gt;
Te amo!&lt;br /&gt;
Te amo!&lt;br /&gt;
Te amo!&lt;br /&gt;
Minha alma te respira e&lt;br /&gt;
Sem você,&lt;br /&gt;
Sou apenas um corpo!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/1615853243415658195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/1615853243415658195' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1615853243415658195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1615853243415658195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2016/08/almas.html' title='ALMAS'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-2917133235280004317</id><published>2016-05-08T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2016-05-08T06:44:02.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MÃE </title><content type='html'>Como nasce uma mãe?&lt;br /&gt;
Ela nasce do amor!&lt;br /&gt;
Mãe é aquela que ama, porque ama.&lt;br /&gt;
Mãe; amor sublime, te amo!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mãe; &amp;nbsp;amor sublime amor,&lt;br /&gt;
Quem me criou e me amamentou.&lt;br /&gt;
Quem com um olhar me ensinou&lt;br /&gt;
E me ama, como ninguém me amou!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/2917133235280004317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/2917133235280004317' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/2917133235280004317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/2917133235280004317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2016/05/mae.html' title='MÃE '/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-4133421898104280150</id><published>2016-03-30T07:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2016-03-30T07:16:28.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR DE UMA VIDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
O tempo passa,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
os dias parecem anos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e os anos passam tao rápido&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que se esvaem&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
em menos de um dia.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
A quarenta e dois anos atrás&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
você nasceu,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas o tempo não passa pra você,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que aparenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
pouco mais de trinta.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te conheci&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a vinte e oito anos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e ainda lembro&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
daquela menina...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
O tempo passa...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Seria bom voltar no tempo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e reviver aqueles dias,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas o tempo não volta.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Ainda bem que tenho você comigo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
assim o tempo passa&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e passe como quizer,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
sejam dias, meses ou anos,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o importante e estarmos juntos.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Te amo!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
E o tempo passa...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Passa tão rápido,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que o tempo que tenho é curto&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
para expressar neste momento:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
O AMOR DE UMA VIDA!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/4133421898104280150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/4133421898104280150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4133421898104280150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4133421898104280150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2016/03/amor-de-uma-vida.html' title='AMOR DE UMA VIDA!'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-4884885478365528018</id><published>2014-12-10T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2016-03-30T06:59:43.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO EM VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Ao pensar em você&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
minha alma voa,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
meus pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
aumentam&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e o corpo(mero expectador)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
se mantém preso&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a esse mundo real,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
queria ter asas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
pode voar alto&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e esquecer tudo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
ser livre como um pássaro&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e cantar,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
cantar ao mundo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
esse amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que vive preso&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;no meu peito.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
só você pode liberta-ló,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
só você sabe o tamanho,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a profundidade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e o alcance&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
do meu amor por você.&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/4884885478365528018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/4884885478365528018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4884885478365528018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4884885478365528018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2014/12/pensando-em-voce.html' title='PENSANDO EM VOCÊ'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-4729788637366395600</id><published>2014-08-28T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-28T18:33:47.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMOS DOIS</title><content type='html'>Somos a união&lt;br /&gt;
Dos desejos reunidos.&lt;br /&gt;
Somos a expressão.&lt;br /&gt;
Do amor redimido.&lt;br /&gt;
Somos a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;
comedida.&lt;br /&gt;
Somos a esperança&lt;br /&gt;
Renascida.&lt;br /&gt;
Somos dois,&lt;br /&gt;
Representamos o mundo&lt;br /&gt;
É fomos escolhidos&lt;br /&gt;
Para amar&lt;br /&gt;
Um ao outro&lt;br /&gt;
Tornando este mundo&lt;br /&gt;
Real para os que&lt;br /&gt;
Amam.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/4729788637366395600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/4729788637366395600' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4729788637366395600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/4729788637366395600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2014/08/somos-dois.html' title='SOMOS DOIS'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-5749505600060938912</id><published>2014-07-27T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-07-27T13:40:09.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GÊISER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
Brilha uma luz&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
de vasto esplendor,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
luz divina&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
de pura força e saudade.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
É a ilusão dos sonhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
esquecidos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
e a lembrança&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que não morre&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
por não ter nascido.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
Luz intensa,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
solidão vívida,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
realce do amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que é sombra ou noite escura,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
esquecida&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
em becos e esquinas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
fragelo da natureza&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que ama esse coração&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que é gelo e fogo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
formando esse gêiser&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que explode&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
a cada 30 minutos.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/5749505600060938912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/5749505600060938912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/5749505600060938912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/5749505600060938912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2014/07/geiser.html' title='GÊISER'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-5109348937578186708</id><published>2014-06-12T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-06-12T05:34:09.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDA JUNTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Amar...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Alguns sonham com um amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e por ele&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
passam a vida inteira a esperar.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Amar...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Alguns querem um grande amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e ignoram&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o verdadeiro amor.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Amar...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Alguns correm atrás do amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e esquecem de amar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a si próprio.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Amar...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Alguns conquistam&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
um grande amor e&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
fazem dele um escravo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e não um amor.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Amar...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Alguns amam e são amados,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
passam a vida juntos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
como eu e meu amor.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sonhe um sonho&lt;br /&gt;
que nunca acabe,&lt;br /&gt;
deixe que ele&lt;br /&gt;
te leve pelos anos,&lt;br /&gt;
faça dele&lt;br /&gt;
seu paraíso,&lt;br /&gt;
faça dele&lt;br /&gt;
sua vida&lt;br /&gt;
sonhe!&lt;br /&gt;
Sonhe acordado,&lt;br /&gt;
mas sonhe.&lt;br /&gt;
Quando não sonhamos&lt;br /&gt;
viramos escravos&lt;br /&gt;
de um mundo real,&lt;br /&gt;
que destrói&lt;br /&gt;
os sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;
Sonhe!&lt;br /&gt;
Sonhando&lt;br /&gt;
viramos pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;
voamos e&lt;br /&gt;
nos tornamos humanos&lt;br /&gt;
e não uma máquina.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/8379082534787302965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/8379082534787302965' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/8379082534787302965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/8379082534787302965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2014/05/sonhe.html' title='SONHE!'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-7344784561069849867</id><published>2014-02-02T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-02-02T18:38:12.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EU TE AMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
O amor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
se renova o tempo inteiro,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
passam-se os anos,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
meses, dias e horas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
mas o amor permanece.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
Ele sobrevive ao tempo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
e as forças da natureza,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
ele é indestrutível e inimitável...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
ele é tão grandioso&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
que Deus disse:&lt;br /&gt;
amai-vós uns aos outros,&lt;br /&gt;
assim como eu vós amo.&lt;br /&gt;
Amor de mãe(amor eterno),&lt;br /&gt;
forte como uma rocha&lt;br /&gt;
e puro como a água&lt;br /&gt;
que dela ( a rocha) sai.&lt;br /&gt;
Vivamos felizes&lt;br /&gt;
por Deus ter nos dado&lt;br /&gt;
esse dom,&lt;br /&gt;
que muitos por ignorância&lt;br /&gt;
passam a vida&lt;br /&gt;
sem dizer esta frase:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Eu te amo Suely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CELSO . BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/7344784561069849867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/7344784561069849867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7344784561069849867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7344784561069849867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2014/02/eu-te-amo.html' title='EU TE AMO'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-516993779985872122</id><published>2013-12-14T08:01:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2013-12-14T08:01:45.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODE AO NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Todas as vozes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
clamam ao sol &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
iluminador dos sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Replicas e treplicas &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
dissolvidas pelo tempo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
sem conseguirem&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
aquecer os corações,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que se recolhem e choram em silêncio.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Natal...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
hora de mudar,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
hora de pensar,&lt;/div&gt;
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hora de refletir,&lt;/div&gt;
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hora de superar o passsado&lt;/div&gt;
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e abrir-se ao futuro de um ano novo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Supere-se,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
movimente o mundo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
faça ele movimentar-se&lt;/div&gt;
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a seu favor.&lt;/div&gt;
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A alegria de uma vitória&lt;/div&gt;
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só é superada pelo nascimento de um filho,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
então renasça neste natal&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e seja um pai orgulhoso&lt;/div&gt;
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para criar o seu futuro.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/516993779985872122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/516993779985872122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/516993779985872122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/516993779985872122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/12/ode-ao-natal.html' title='ODE AO NATAL'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-5391240164816199178</id><published>2013-10-15T07:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-10-15T07:38:27.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIAJANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Viajei&lt;/div&gt;
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no sonho da ilusão.&lt;/div&gt;
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Imaginei um mundo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
acordei sem chão.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fui ao inferno,&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;achei o céu&lt;/div&gt;
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e vivo na terra,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
onde a relva é fresca&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e as pedras reluzem&lt;/div&gt;
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o sonho&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que a ilusão aflora.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO GONÇALVES BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Os sonhos são expostos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a vida é revirada,&lt;/div&gt;
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e sem querer&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mostramos a fragilidade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
do ser humano.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Somos frágeis,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
somos fortes,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
somos amigos,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
somos solidários,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
somos esperança,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
esperança que nos move,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
fazendo-nos atravessar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
esse muro &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que se move a nossa frente.&lt;/div&gt;
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Rumo ao desconhecido,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas com coragem de lutar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
por aquilo que sonhamos.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/886791189189119396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/886791189189119396' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/886791189189119396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/886791189189119396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/09/os-sonhos.html' title='OS SONHOS'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-3345560897262094483</id><published>2013-08-30T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-30T08:19:04.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
Quem aprende a caminhar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
pelo caminho da dor,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
colhe flores&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
no fim do caminho.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;quem aprende a caminhar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
pelo caminho das flores,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
colhe dor&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
no fim do caminho.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
o homem tem que buscar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
sua felicidade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
pelo caminho mais difícil,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
pois o caminho&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
mais fácil&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
sempre guarda&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;
surpresas desagradáveis.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CELSO G. BORGES &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/3345560897262094483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/3345560897262094483' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3345560897262094483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3345560897262094483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/08/caminho.html' title='CAMINHO'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-7627280620906621361</id><published>2013-08-29T06:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-29T08:42:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'> TE AMO!!!!!!!                                                      </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Te amo !!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Passam-se os anos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e a força&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;que sinto no meu peito&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp; so aumenta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sinto o elo&amp;nbsp; se estreitar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;e a cada dia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;te amo mais&amp;nbsp; e mais.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Amor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Presente que Deus me deu.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Obrigado por você existir.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/7627280620906621361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/7627280620906621361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7627280620906621361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7627280620906621361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/08/te-amo-te-amo-passam-se-os-anos-e-forca.html' title=' TE AMO!!!!!!!                                                      '/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-2178307909802588143</id><published>2013-08-08T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-08T09:51:41.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINHOS DOS SONHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
A vida revela que os sonhos podem parecer brincadeiras.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Ando pelos caminhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
dos meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e não há nada&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que eu possa fazer,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
para garantir&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
meu destino.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Penso em sair,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
ir por caminhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
nunca antes imaginados&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e sinto falta de você!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Só de pensar em ir,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
meu coração acelera&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e não vê a hora&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
de voltar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
para seus braços.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/2178307909802588143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/2178307909802588143' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/2178307909802588143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/2178307909802588143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/08/caminhos-dos-sonhos.html' title='CAMINHOS DOS SONHOS'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-5149656693198281631</id><published>2013-06-11T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-11T13:11:02.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAVERNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Na escuridão dos sentimentos,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
ligo a lanterna&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
dos meus pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
para iluminar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
meu coração:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Que não pensa,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas sente!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Que não tem olhos,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas chora!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Que não tem boca,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
mas grita!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Assim vou vivendo,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
sem saber&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
onde começa e onde acaba&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
essa caverna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
de emoções.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/5149656693198281631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/5149656693198281631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/5149656693198281631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/5149656693198281631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/06/caverna.html' title='CAVERNA'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-7645308874953641366</id><published>2013-06-06T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T11:10:23.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEM SENTIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Não sei,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
não quero,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
não sou,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
não penso,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
esqueço e relembro:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
passsado, futuro,presente!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
onde&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o começo e o fim&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e o fim&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
é o início.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Jornada louca&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que representa&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o meio que não começa&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e não termina,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
só espreita os sonhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e faz chorar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
a alma pura&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
de quem não sabe&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o que é a vida.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/7645308874953641366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/7645308874953641366' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7645308874953641366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/7645308874953641366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/06/sem-sentido.html' title='SEM SENTIDO'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-3441468441581254711</id><published>2013-05-18T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-18T18:05:35.861-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="busc"/><title type='text'>VIDA DE POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
A busca dos versos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
as vezes é em vão,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
rabiscos são feitos e&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
folhas são amassadas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
mas a essência do poeta&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
não brota nas palavras&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
que a caneta&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
teima em rabiscar,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
nessas horas a busca&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
por palavras machuca&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
e faz um poeta&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
pensar em desistir dos sonhos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
e fantasias criadas no papel,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
mas o bom poeta&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
supera as fraquezas e dores&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
por um bem maior,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
fazer sonhar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
quem gosta de viajar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
pelos olhos do poeta.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CELSO G. BORGES &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/3441468441581254711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/3441468441581254711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3441468441581254711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3441468441581254711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/05/vida-de-poeta.html' title='VIDA DE POETA'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-1029799722483678598</id><published>2013-04-25T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-25T09:55:21.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BARREIRA</title><content type='html'>Se um dia eu partir&lt;br /&gt;
e não deixar recados,&lt;br /&gt;
não se preocupe&lt;br /&gt;
é o destino falando mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se um dia você me ver chorando&lt;br /&gt;
não se preocupe,&lt;br /&gt;
são saudades&lt;br /&gt;
que seus lábios deixaram em mim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se um dia nós ficamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;
não se preocupe&lt;br /&gt;
é o amor&lt;br /&gt;
que venceu a barreira do impossivel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CELSO G. BORGES</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/1029799722483678598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/1029799722483678598' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1029799722483678598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/1029799722483678598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/04/barreira.html' title='BARREIRA'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-8508063202577355778</id><published>2013-03-31T10:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-31T10:37:49.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDADE DE VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Saudade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
não se mede&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
com nenhuma medida&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
criada pelo homem,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
saudade&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
se mede com o coração!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Meu coração&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;está chorando,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
você está longe,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
longe também está&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
meu pensamento,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que não passa&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;um minuto&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
sem pensar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
o quanto te amo!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/8508063202577355778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/8508063202577355778' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/8508063202577355778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/8508063202577355778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/03/saudade-de-voce.html' title='SAUDADE DE VOCÊ'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-6556036238859042432</id><published>2013-03-29T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-30T08:36:21.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEI AMAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sei amar!&lt;br /&gt;
Amor;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;fonte única de alegria,&lt;br /&gt;
sabedoria de quem tem,&lt;br /&gt;
realidade de quem ama.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Sei amar!&lt;br /&gt;
Amor;&lt;br /&gt;
conjugamos como verbo,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;mas vivemos intensamente&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;como se fosse&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;a única palavra do alfabeto.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/6556036238859042432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/6556036238859042432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/6556036238859042432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/6556036238859042432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/03/sei-amar.html' title='SEI AMAR!'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103280860774516642.post-3355073757579592560</id><published>2013-03-01T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-03-01T09:07:25.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E VOCÊ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
É triste alguém amar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e não ser amado.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Quem eu amo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
me ama.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sou feliz assim.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Vivas damos ao amor,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
porque ele nos dá força&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
para superar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
todas as dificuldades.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Passamos a vida&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
sofrendo sempre por alguma coisa:&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
um parente que morre,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
um filho que adoece,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
um serviço ou compromisso&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
que não dá certo.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Mas quando amamos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
e somos amados,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
´´como eu``&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
superamos todas as dificuldades.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Eu amo e sou amado.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
E você?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
CELSO G. BORGES&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/feeds/3355073757579592560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1103280860774516642/3355073757579592560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3355073757579592560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103280860774516642/posts/default/3355073757579592560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ccarica.blogspot.com/2013/03/e-voce.html' title='E VOCÊ?'/><author><name>CELSO G. BORGES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09396019468132542614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyqWmMTw6DMGQ1odoTCh1lNLwLLqzPUWbqHxgQIjILbYqx2jF-U5kq3i3MxTpWDsGNFDun1JwicRzwRTwYr7zGC8E8aZenwo3TRnLIqgKTHbdmTnLLaHYlmHctcOXu7Q/s220/1484737365385564060097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>