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            <title>3ª edição revista e ampliada — Pequenas esperanças humanas</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 23 Sep 2024 00:18:05 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Sem anjos salvadores que nos salvem, filosofias do absoluto que garantam. Nós, falhos, frágeis e franzinos; humanos, humildes e humilhados, tecemos nossas pequenas esperanças. Não maiores que nós, não clarões que rasgam a madrugada; chamas tíbias, bruxuleantes sob o vento na escuridão. Pequenas esperanças humanas, criadas por nós, que dependem de nós, que nós podemos alcançar. As únicas que podem nos salvar.]]></description>
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            <title>Duas horas — A Pele</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/duas-horas-a-pele/</link>
            <pubDate>Mon, 23 Sep 2024 00:07:36 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[A pele exige o toque. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Quer pele contra si para, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;pele contra pele, se deleitar no choque; êxtase que revele. A pele, seu relevo, montes seios, vale vulva, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;repouso para anseios, para fome repasto. A pele, acolhedora, aceita dedos, dentes, lábios. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Marca, morde, suga a pele, a outra pele. A pele, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;tela, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;guarda marca roxa, preta, vermelha. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Guarda, ao toque, memória doída de horas…]]></description>
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            <title>6º de distância — Mapas</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/6o-de-distancia-mapas/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:50:56 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[cidades são feitas de esquinas metáfora materializada das escolhas e, pequeno nessas ruas mapeadas, não sei se me acolhe ou amedronta me gasto nas ruas, me ralo no asfalto deixar como almíscar o suor, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;como oferenda o sangue, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;como pixo as lágrimas, me acabo em fazer da cidade humana me imprimo, tinta, nas folhas cada vez mais sujas em que está impresso o mapa…]]></description>
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            <title>7 meses — me-ta-mor-fo &#8211; me-ta-form-ma</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/7-meses-me-ta-mor-fo-me-ta-for-ma/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:49:11 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[As moiras Seguem fiando sem se importar com os destinos humanos que manipulam com seus olhos cegos &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;suas unhas tortas &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;agulhas afiadas as moiras seguem manipulando seu tear Os humanos seguem puxados por fios que fingem não ver e escrevem livros e criam ciência para os esconder As sádicas moiras seguem tecendo sua tapeçaria que conta histórias, a tapeçaria de criar memórias, a tapeçaria…]]></description>
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            <title>1/0 — Para M</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/1-0-para-m/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:18:57 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Todos os poetas do mundo falam de amor” E eu? &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;se seu sorriso me espanta palavras &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;o silêncio &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;meu peito &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;toda vez &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;você perto Quando você vai embora (e é doído você ir embora) as palavras me voltam e eu digo que se instaura uma afasia, que a minha linguagem se esvai porque o amor não se resume à linguagem, que não consigo achar…]]></description>
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            <title>200 dias letivos — A Pele</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:11:35 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Os livros do meu ensino médio diziam que a pele é o maior órgão do corpo humano. Descartes dizia que as sensações, como as da pele, podem ser, todas, mentiras e que só a razão é fiadora da verdade. Mas a verdade não importa. A pele encerra dentro da carne uma alma a proteger, que, subpelína periscopeia a terra devastada de fora enquanto erra…]]></description>
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            <title>1877 — Guarantã – Canto Último: o mito da morte do guerreiro</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/1877-guaranta-canto-ultimo-o-mito-da-morte-do-guerreiro/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:08:37 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[um guerreiro triste guarda sua explosão em uma prateleira talvez a use provável não. Guarantã, guerreiro triste não veste mais a máscara de apocalipse guerreia um tanto, chora um tanto carrega derrotas, e derrotas, e derrotas&#8230; Guarantã procura a tribo dos que não se rendem dos que nunca aceitam dos que não escapam à sina Guarantã, era bem nascido, e foi como os demais,…]]></description>
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            <title>Linha 47, Bandeiras/Pasárgada &#8211; via Fundão — Os Amigos do Rei</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/linha-47-bandeiras-passargada-via-fundao-os-amigos-do-rei/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:05:02 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Nas ruas de Pasárgada os nóias latrocinam os amigos do rei. Nos quartos de Pasárgada as mulheres que não querem são obrigadas a deitar com os amigos do rei. Nas festas de Pasárgada o doce é caro e ruim, menos para os amigos do rei. Nas fábricas de Pasárgada o povo trabalha triste para os alegres amigos do rei. Mas, entre as frestas de…]]></description>
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            <title>7 dias — Lagarta Tardia</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/7-dias-lagarta-tardia/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 19:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[na Formidável Fealdade Roliça Inchada Insone sem osso mas epitelial espinho Sorve Serve o ácido só o ácido sustém a estase só o ácido mantém a espera só o Ácido o Nada o Vício só o ácido afasta o abismo Vem de enlevo fino ovo findo o gesto improvável estatística Viva em tudo eterno retorno nascida fome insaciável vírus consumir beleza seiva viço guardar…]]></description>
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            <title>872 mensagens não lidas — Atrasado</title>
            <link>https://deleit.es/chapter/872-mensagens-nao-lidas-atrasado/</link>
            <pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 18:57:31 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Cochise César</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Fotografei a calçada mas não te mandei Descobri o livro mas não te contei Encontrei o colar mas não devolvi Escrevi a carta mas não enviei inúmeros números inacabados povoam o palco que não subirei e quando o dia tiver acabado desejarei ainda mais que antes que me esqueça, ou esqueça o que prometi e não cumpri mas está cumprido aqui Preciso apenas que…]]></description>
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