tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610170866323632956.post5399948094473073162..comments2024-03-18T15:33:37.827+00:00Comments on noname-mussitografias: 239 - Silênciononamehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09321468177052289143noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610170866323632956.post-88792721706850612082012-12-03T22:56:03.469+00:002012-12-03T22:56:03.469+00:00Há silêncios falantes, e gritantes...sabias?...Par...Há silêncios falantes, e gritantes...sabias?...<br>Para certos momentos sentidos, palavras são sempre demais. <br>Ou quase sempre.Maria Silvahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03592003601812291551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610170866323632956.post-66591452019392098532012-12-03T21:43:51.125+00:002012-12-03T21:43:51.125+00:00E se chamasses o sol?????E se chamasses o sol?????noktuanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610170866323632956.post-39411728943996671142012-12-03T19:51:29.411+00:002012-12-03T19:51:29.411+00:00....mas todas são sentidas. Aquele beijo.......mas todas são sentidas. Aquele beijo...Ana lourençohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12941132201509237755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1610170866323632956.post-20028333325047099122012-12-03T19:50:39.108+00:002012-12-03T19:50:39.108+00:00Bonito...Bonito...Poeta da Noitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11573266376461215395noreply@blogger.com