Amor roeu - João Cabral de Melo Neto

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O amor roeu minha infância, de dedos sujos de tinta, cabelo caindo nos olhos, botinas nunca engraxadas. O amor roeu o menino esquivo, sempre nos cantos, e que riscava os livros, mordia o lápis, andava na rua chutando pedras. Roeu as conversas, junto à bomba de gasolina do largo, com os primos que tudo sabiam sobre passarinhos, sobre uma mulher, sobre marcas de automóvel.

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