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            <title><![CDATA[V]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2020 03:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
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            <title><![CDATA[IV]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2020 15:44:50 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Feito membro fantasma<br>Você dói <br>Por ser tanto<br>E eu não te ver<br>Dói</p><p>Passam-se os dias<br>E o teto branco<br>Desce como uma compressa em câmera lenta<br>E o espaço do meu peito pro teto<br>Aperta<br>Dói</p><p>E o retalho invisível do universo<br>Sobre tantos grãos de areia<br>Doer como uma estaca<br>Quebra a onda do mar</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=115482c1bee7" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[III]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2020 18:30:02 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Para Char Borges</strong></p><p>Enlaçar teu corpo<br>Cobra que sobe o tronco<br>Víbora faminta ataca<br>Esmaga corpos<br>Fagocita-os</p><p>Salivar veneno<br>Escorrer na seiva<br>O sangue quente e frio</p><p>Ter suas cascas desgastas<br>Perder a respiração<br>Presa que nasce pra morte<br>Tronco que sobe a cobra<br>Entregar seu corpo</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=39679edfc21f" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[II]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2020 18:34:41 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2020-06-07T18:59:13.502Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aquele que abate<br>Ja vê os animais sem cabeça <br>Aquele que assiste<br>Já vê as cabeças como gotas a pingar na pia</p><p>Os animais, desesperados,<br>Entre patadas e trotes no sentido contrário a esteira<br>Tentam reinventar o que é ser um animal</p><p>Aquele que abate<br>Já sabe onde estarão as patas que mexem<br>Aquele que assiste<br>Escuta choros em uma chuva na janela fechada</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=f37f6515e891" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[I]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2020 19:07:10 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>O homem</p><p>que se fez deus</p><p>Fez a bola de vidro</p><p>Pegou os grãos</p><p>Que ja foram feitos</p><p>E fez o vidro</p><p>Mas todo dia o homem</p><p>Que se faz deus</p><p>Derruba o vidro</p><p>Todo dia</p><p>Cata os cacos e os carrega</p><p>Os grãos que são vidro</p><p>Vão caindo viram cacos</p><p>Se esmiçalham aos poucos</p><p>E viram os grãos</p><p>Sobre os grãos que ja foram</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=901d99c2d216" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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