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\"\"“Antes fosse apenas sil\u00eancio\/\u00a0<\/span>Olhos nos olhos…\/\u00a0<\/span>Olhares se entendendo.\/\u00a0<\/span>Por atos impensados,\/\u00a0<\/span>haveria perd\u00e3o.”<\/span><\/em>
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Lenice Gomes<\/strong> –\u00a0lenice.gomes@hotmail.com<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Antes fosse apenas sil\u00eancio\/\u00a0Olhos nos olhos…\/\u00a0Olhares se entendendo.\/\u00a0Por atos impensados,\/\u00a0haveria perd\u00e3o.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[5054,6182,6854],"class_list":["post-19421","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-comunicacao","tag-lenice-gomes","tag-o-leitor-participa","tag-poesia"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t

\"\"<\/a>VIVER<\/strong>
\n<\/span>Um recome\u00e7ar constante.<\/span>
\n<\/span>\u00c9 acontecer a cada instante\u00a0<\/span>
\n<\/span>No sil\u00eancio conhecer o falar\u00a0<\/span>
\n<\/span>Na brandura amadurecer a raz\u00e3o<\/span>
\n<\/span>Na cadeira do tempo,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Acomodar-se na verdade<\/span>
\n<\/span>Balan\u00e7ar-se na saudade\u00a0<\/span>
\n<\/span>daquilo que n\u00e3o viveu<\/span>
\n<\/span>Assim mesmo,\u00a0<\/span>
\n<\/span>acreditar no que foi dito.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Antes fosse apenas sil\u00eancio<\/span>
\n<\/span>Olhos nos olhos…<\/span>
\n<\/span>Olhares se entendendo.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Por atos impensados,<\/span>
\n<\/span>haveria perd\u00e3o.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Criavam-se mais poesias<\/span>
\n<\/span>Inventavam-se brincadeiras<\/span>
\n<\/span>Pra gente grande brincar,<\/span>
\n<\/span>sem machucar o amor.<\/span>
\n<\/span>E viver ent\u00e3o seria…<\/span>
\n<\/span>Seria apenas, viver!<\/span><\/p>\n