tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90188946441455279532012-02-16T09:03:00.377-08:00Liniane Haag Brumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16763170903438973589noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018894644145527953.post-17729185033258528602007-02-06T17:30:00.000-08:002008-12-10T04:08:30.435-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apVt5Ym4BLI/RcktL2fK7yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S-y28utJCVA/s1600-h/PEQUI+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028600140563935010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apVt5Ym4BLI/RcktL2fK7yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S-y28utJCVA/s320/PEQUI+I.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />bolinho de espinhos<br />cheiro de flor, seiva de cor<br />labirinto: de sabor<br />e tem o p, de pecado<br />p-e-q-u-i<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9018894644145527953-1772918503325852860?l=gauchadasemsampa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liniane Haag Brumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16763170903438973589noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018894644145527953.post-89444670972939600792007-02-04T10:35:00.000-08:002007-02-04T10:41:23.399-08:00" Ser poeta não é uma ambição minha,<br />È minha maneira de estar sozinho"<br /><br />Alberto Caieiro, O Guardador de Rebanhos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9018894644145527953-8944467097293960079?l=gauchadasemsampa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liniane Haag Brumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16763170903438973589noreply@blogger.com3