tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258965035162397540.post9043105541237576927..comments2023-10-09T20:38:38.093+01:00Comments on OS POETAS MORREM QUANDO SE MATAM: O último dia de um passadoNuno Connectionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06764904661889814197noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258965035162397540.post-11920511372656518892014-03-24T20:20:52.646+00:002014-03-24T20:20:52.646+00:00E é assim que matamos o tempo...todos os diasE é assim que matamos o tempo...todos os diasNuno Connectionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06764904661889814197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8258965035162397540.post-51010461653367865012014-03-22T09:52:49.331+00:002014-03-22T09:52:49.331+00:00Matar o passado torna-nos sombras do presente e me...Matar o passado torna-nos sombras do presente e memórias do futuro....MDRoquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632300537529249198noreply@blogger.com