<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3099187125155811903.post434874130171557665..comments</id><updated>2009-12-19T15:12:54.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on rabiscos de carvão: é de paz que eu vou falar</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.rabiscosdecarvao.net/feeds/434874130171557665/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3099187125155811903/434874130171557665/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rabiscosdecarvao.net/2009/12/e-de-paz-que-eu-vou-falar.html'/><author><name>Ledium Franciscus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03411920832731332463</uri><email>milanez@rcj.org</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3099187125155811903.post-7928085195513348262</id><published>2009-12-19T15:12:54.380-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:12:54.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um formoso menino estava mesmo alí
Tocou de leve o...</title><content type='html'>Um formoso menino estava mesmo alí&lt;br /&gt;Tocou de leve o lado esquerdo do meu peito &lt;br /&gt;Olhou-me com um luminoso sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Deixou-me sem fala, sem jeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixou-me no apagar de uma vela&lt;br /&gt;Olhei novamente o mar&lt;br /&gt;A calmaria voltou como por encanto&lt;br /&gt;Mil criaturas inundaram-me o olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golfinhos felizes assobiaram&lt;br /&gt;A cria de uma baleia acenou-me&lt;br /&gt;Uma andorinha do mar poisou no parapeito da janela&lt;br /&gt;Uma maravilhosa e antiga história sussurou-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas brilharam no celeste&lt;br /&gt;A Lua estendeu seu manto de fino lusr nesta cena&lt;br /&gt;Adormeci na imensidão deste mundo&lt;br /&gt;No embalo de...Uma Noite Serena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma noite serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um mágico Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um terno beijo</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3099187125155811903/434874130171557665/comments/default/7928085195513348262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3099187125155811903/434874130171557665/comments/default/7928085195513348262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.rabiscosdecarvao.net/2009/12/e-de-paz-que-eu-vou-falar.html?showComment=1261242774380#c7928085195513348262' title=''/><author><name>O Profeta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374459164283926565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.rabiscosdecarvao.net/2009/12/e-de-paz-que-eu-vou-falar.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3099187125155811903.post-434874130171557665' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3099187125155811903/posts/default/434874130171557665' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>