Fernando Pessoa (Alberto Caeiro)

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Pensar incomoda como andar à chuva
Quando o vento cresce e parece que chove mais.

Não tenho ambições nem desejos
Ser poeta não é uma ambição minha
É a minha maneira de estar sozinho.

Em O Guardador de Rebanhos.

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Márcio Almeida Júnior disse…
Meu poeta predileto.
Parabéns pelo posto.
11 de fevereiro de 2009 às 12:47
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