<?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/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:26:03.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mensagens e poesias</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3450987952648621536</id><published>2012-01-26T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T04:14:46.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>retomando um blog perdido.....</title><content type='html'>Depois de alguns anos, exatamente 4 anos, descobri, que eu tinha esse blog, descobri, porque nem me lembrava mais dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas mudaram nesse tempo, principalmente muitas perdas juntamente com algumas decepções, porém, teve conquistas, grandes mudanças, vendo hoje este blog tb percebi que muitas coisas ainda devem ser mudadas, mas vamos, sempre é tempo de mudar e não diria recuperar, pois tempo perdido é tempo perdido, não volta mais, mas pelo menos viver o que vem pela frente de forma muito mais intensa, pelo menos para compensar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então..vamos retomar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e desejo a todos um bom reinicio sempre, diariamente!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SVN6XBGaFGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gicEKoI7IGU/s400/0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;te desejo um natal diferente!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que os abraços apertados não sejam questão de data,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mas de sinceridade e de transparente amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que os presentes dados e recebidos não contenham obrigação, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mas leveza de coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que as bênçãos da meia-noite não dependam de 1 minuto, mas que venham para a vida toda. Que a ceia não seja só de alimentos com bom tempero,mas que tenha muitas pitadas de bons pensamentos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que a família, por maior ou menor que seja,não apenas celebre a data com os melhores vinhos,mas que celebre também os sagrados laços de sangue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Que a árvore não esteja predestinada a ser lançada ao lixo após as Festas, mas que seja tão bem conservada quanto as mais verdes esperanças. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que o presépio não só represente o nascimento de Jesus, mas também o renascimento da criança amorosa e inocente que ainda vive em ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eu te desejo um Natal diferente, e esse desejo vai a ti como um presente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Sílvia Schmidt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8521838265340053373?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8521838265340053373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=8521838265340053373' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8521838265340053373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8521838265340053373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/12/te-desejo-um-natal-diferente.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SVN6XBGaFGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gicEKoI7IGU/s72-c/0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4382222218034822586</id><published>2008-12-12T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:28:41.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SUJKn_M1mGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_3WxUycVME4/s1600-h/0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278863764072274018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SUJKn_M1mGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_3WxUycVME4/s400/0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Os bosques são belos, escuros e fundos. Mas eu tenho promessas a guardar e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;muitas milhas a andar antes de poder dormir, Sim, antes de poder dormir."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Robert Frost) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4382222218034822586?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4382222218034822586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4382222218034822586' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4382222218034822586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4382222218034822586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/12/os-bosques-so-belos-escuros-e-fundos.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SUJKn_M1mGI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_3WxUycVME4/s72-c/0218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5784936965253627594</id><published>2008-11-23T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:42:31.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSoGQ37kIqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/vRCDBpjnTyY/s1600-h/w+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272033200752042658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSoGQ37kIqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/vRCDBpjnTyY/s400/w+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sem querer te perdi tentando te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Por te amar demais sofri,amor&lt;br /&gt;Me senti traído e traidor&lt;br /&gt;Fui cruel sem saber que entre o bem e o mal&lt;br /&gt;Deus criou um laço forte,um nó&lt;br /&gt;E quem viverá um lado só?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A paixão veio assim afluente sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Rio que não deságua&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi com a dor nada mais é o amor&lt;br /&gt;Que o encontro das águas&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor hoje vai pra nunca mais voltar&lt;br /&gt;Como faz o velho pescador&lt;br /&gt;Quando sabe que éa vezdo mar&lt;br /&gt;Qual de nós já foi buscar o que já viu partir&lt;br /&gt;Quis gritar,mas segurou a voz&lt;br /&gt;Quis chorar, mas conseguiu sorrir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Quem eu sou pra querer&lt;br /&gt;Entender o amor?&lt;br /&gt;Quem eu sou pra querer&lt;br /&gt;Entender o amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5784936965253627594?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5784936965253627594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5784936965253627594' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5784936965253627594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5784936965253627594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/sem-querer-te-perdi-tentando-te.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSoGQ37kIqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/vRCDBpjnTyY/s72-c/w+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-510098942297244892</id><published>2008-11-22T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:25:28.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSiwrnabWYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/W-brSpR-nMI/s1600-h/bcd+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271657627197856130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSiwrnabWYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/W-brSpR-nMI/s400/bcd+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feliz final de semana!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-510098942297244892?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/510098942297244892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=510098942297244892' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/510098942297244892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/510098942297244892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/feliz-final-de-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SSiwrnabWYI/AAAAAAAAA2k/W-brSpR-nMI/s72-c/bcd+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5991274426265097561</id><published>2008-11-14T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:05:28.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SR4DoPsZRlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/WNBc3l6_2Kw/s1600-h/f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268652604012447314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SR4DoPsZRlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/WNBc3l6_2Kw/s400/f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Guarde a nossa ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A solidão entre nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Este silêncio em meu interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Essa tranquilidade de ver passar assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A vida sem teu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Por isso espero-te, porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Isso não pode acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;É impossivel dividir assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A história de nós dois::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Que solidãO -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Laura_Pausini/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Laura Pausini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5991274426265097561?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5991274426265097561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5991274426265097561' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5991274426265097561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5991274426265097561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/guarde-nossa-iluso-solido-entre-ns-este.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SR4DoPsZRlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/WNBc3l6_2Kw/s72-c/f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2906601419839887746</id><published>2008-11-13T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T04:49:12.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRvzPlbt74I/AAAAAAAAA10/O4zj_5nrxjY/s1600-h/w+965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268071638211882882" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRvzPlbt74I/AAAAAAAAA10/O4zj_5nrxjY/s400/w+965.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 264px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É ferida que dói e não se sente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É um contentamento descontente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É dor que desatina sem doer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É um não querer mais que bem querer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É solitário andar por entre a gente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É nunca contentar-se de contente;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É cuidar que se ganha em se perder;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É querer estar preso por vontade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É servir a quem vence, o vencedor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;É ter com quem nos mata lealdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Mas como causar pode seu favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Nos corações humanos amizade,se tão contrário a si é o mesmo Amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;(O sonêto 11 de Luiz Vaz de Camões, foi adaptado musicalmente pelo grupo "Legião Urbana". Sua forma original é tirada do texto bíblico 1 Coríntios 13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2906601419839887746?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2906601419839887746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2906601419839887746' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2906601419839887746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2906601419839887746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/amor-fogo-que-arde-sem-se-ver-ferida_13.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRvzPlbt74I/AAAAAAAAA10/O4zj_5nrxjY/s72-c/w+965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2262312550481051295</id><published>2008-11-10T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:47:00.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjHup4obxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/MzKkx_SHxm8/s1600-h/w+587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267179368541089554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjHup4obxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/MzKkx_SHxm8/s400/w+587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O Amor&lt;br /&gt;Entender o amor verdadeiro é conhecer o amor de Deus: um Oceano que toca a Terra, mesmo que não haja ninguém para navegar em suas águas. Ele ultrapassa todas as diferenças percebidas pelos sentidos e toca direto o coração, a parte mais valiosa e indefinível do ser humano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;É para todos, não há hierarquia nem status. Sentimento puro, sem qualquer objetivo ou julgamento. Amor que dá tempo para a amizade crescer mesmo com todos os altos e baixos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2262312550481051295?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2262312550481051295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2262312550481051295' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2262312550481051295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2262312550481051295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-amor-entender-o-amor-verdadeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjHup4obxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/MzKkx_SHxm8/s72-c/w+587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4324039284900079671</id><published>2008-11-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:36:02.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjFPhgheOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/8odOv5dQA2s/s1600-h/DSC03157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267176634693286114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjFPhgheOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/8odOv5dQA2s/s400/DSC03157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Chega um tempo que é preciso esquecer os caminhos que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares. É o tempo da travessia, e se não ousarmos fazê-la, ficaremos para sempre, às margens de nós mesmos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4324039284900079671?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4324039284900079671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4324039284900079671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4324039284900079671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4324039284900079671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/chega-um-tempo-que-preciso-esquecer-os.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRjFPhgheOI/AAAAAAAAA1k/8odOv5dQA2s/s72-c/DSC03157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5421099554707149044</id><published>2008-11-10T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:50:25.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRi6bhtYvLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6hmL3bkP9zU/s1600-h/DSC03141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267164746277764274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SRi6bhtYvLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6hmL3bkP9zU/s400/DSC03141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;"Existem, durante a nossa vida, sempre dois caminhos a seguir: aquele que todo mundo segue, e, aquele que a nossa imaginação nos leva a seguir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;O primeiro pode ser o mais seguro, o mais confiável, o menos crítico, o que você encontrará mais amigos... Mas, você será apenas mais um a caminhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;O segundo, com certeza vai ser mais difícil, mais solitário, o que você terá maiores críticas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;Mas, também, o mais criativo, o mais original possível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;Não importa o que você seja, quem você seja, ou, o que deseja na vida, a OUSADIA em ser diferente, reflete na sua personalidade, no seu caráter, naquilo que você é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;E é assim, que as pessoas lembrarão de você um dia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Ayrton Senna) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5421099554707149044?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5421099554707149044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5421099554707149044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5421099554707149044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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se acolheu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou o teu segredo mais oculto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu desejo mais profundo teu querer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tua fome de prazer sem disfarçar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou a fonte de alegria sou o teu sonhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou tua sombra sou teu guia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu luar em plena luz do dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou tua pele proteção sou teu calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu cheiro aperfumado o nosso amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou tua saudade reprimida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu sangrar ao ver minha partida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu peito a apelar gritar de dor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao se ver ainda mais distante do meu amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu ego, tua alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou teu céu, o teu inferno, tua calma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou teu tudo, sou teu nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha pequena és minha amada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou teu mundo, sou teu poder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou tua vida, sou meu eu em você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Vitor e Léo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2990383639810021653?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2990383639810021653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2990383639810021653' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2990383639810021653'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SROM5DMWUcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/j6cULJDraLk/s1600-h/03_640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265707301063774658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SROM5DMWUcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/j6cULJDraLk/s400/03_640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Quantas coisas do coração&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguem compreender&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente não faz questão&lt;br /&gt;E nem tem forças pra obedecer&lt;br /&gt;Quantos sonhos já destrui&lt;br /&gt;E deixei escapar das mãos&lt;br /&gt;Se o futuro assim permitir&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendo viver em vão&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor, não estamos sós&lt;br /&gt;Tem um mundo a esperar por nós&lt;br /&gt;No infinito do céu azul&lt;br /&gt;Pode ter vida em Marte&lt;br /&gt;(desc autoria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2826915190703115790?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2826915190703115790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2826915190703115790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2826915190703115790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2826915190703115790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Que a estrada se abra à sua frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Que o vento sopre levemente em suas costas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Que o sol brilhe morno e suave em sua face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Que a chuva caia de mansinho em seus campos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;E, até que nos encontremos, de novo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Que Deus lhe guarde nas palmas de suas mãos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Prece Irlandesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5677647034739691862?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5677647034739691862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5677647034739691862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5677647034739691862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5677647034739691862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/11/que-estrada-se-abra-sua-frente-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQ9MSQQHCUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FmTwj6qxf6k/s72-c/casaponte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-8008469408393056077</id><published>2008-11-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:25:12.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQ8zT1rdKuI/AAAAAAAAAzc/n4tHR1LoKD0/s1600-h/w+685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264482905339276002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQ8zT1rdKuI/AAAAAAAAAzc/n4tHR1LoKD0/s400/w+685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que mentir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fingir que perdoou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tentar ficar amigos sem rancor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A emoção acabou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que coincidência é o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A nossa música nunca mais tocou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que usar de tanta educação&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra destilar terceiras intenções&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desperdiçando o meu mel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devagarzinho, flor em flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entre os meus inimigos, beija-flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu protegi o teu nome por amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em um codinome, Beija-flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não responda nunca, meu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra qualquer um na rua, Beija-flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que só eu que podia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dentro da tua orelha fria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizer segredos de liquidificador&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você sonhava acordada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um jeito de não sentir dor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prendia o choro e aguava o bom do amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prendia o choro e aguava o bom do amor&lt;br /&gt;(Cazuza, Reinaldo Arias e Ezequiel Neves)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8008469408393056077?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8008469408393056077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=8008469408393056077' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8008469408393056077'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;como pode alguém ser tão demente, porra louca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;inconsequente e ainda amar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;ver o amor como um abraço curto pra não sufocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;ver o amor como um abraço curto pra não sufocar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;(Cazuza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQ1-OBj1nAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gmvZ6xyabQ4/s72-c/ATcAAACOWpXt9sUTqA1wGIHTbQPGgjBz41KHq1Mvkvd0HO1LZ0dufhYgDb21X0ERQZKTngssLBA0P0bzIdXrqK_EzLQ4AJtU9VBrD3qkT8cx0KKX8jPvax8LV7z8ow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5694046916554152864</id><published>2008-11-01T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:34:57.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQzZexSRLwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rFYOAdllX3Y/s1600-h/w+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263821187138531074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQzZexSRLwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rFYOAdllX3Y/s400/w+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQzYeVRfPPI/AAAAAAAAAys/LOqf2wahs3Q/s1600-h/Page003_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho um barco de luz e madeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E a lua cheia para me guiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho a brisa que vem la do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E a vida inteira para navegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho um rio que passa em minha janela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho a alma a toa de um descobridor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho os braços firmes para se chegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho até uma saudade que me faz cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Meu amor, só me falta você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Meu amor, só me falta você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Meu amor, só me falta você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Para navegar, para navegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Para navegar, só me falta você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Não tenho pressa, nem frio nem calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tenho o sol nascente para me levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eu tenho o mapa das ilhas do mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E estrelas, todas, para navega(desconheço autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5694046916554152864?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5694046916554152864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5694046916554152864' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5694046916554152864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5694046916554152864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263454645178616450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuMHOFASoI/AAAAAAAAAyU/bQ7Q08DzMHY/s400/w+1788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ficar sozinho não rola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mais amor não se implora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nem se joga fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;O amor agente conquista e não há quem desista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Se o coração chora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora com vontade de te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora com saudade de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora as vezes eu nem sei porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Deve ser de tanto te querer,de tanto amar você ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ficar sozinho não rola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mais amor não se implora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nem se joga fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;O amor agente conquista e não há quem desista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Se o coração chora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora com vontade de te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora com saudade de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chora as vezes eu nem sei porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Deve ser de tanto te querer,de tanto amar você ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Jorge e Matheus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6010526120679043272?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6010526120679043272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6010526120679043272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6010526120679043272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6010526120679043272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/ficar-sozinho-no-rola-mais-amor-no-se.html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuF5yYwqhI/AAAAAAAAAyM/5cFqA2Tu4is/s400/w+1730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;¨“Compreendi que viver é ser livre... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que ter amigos é necessário... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que lutar é manter-se vivo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que pra ser feliz basta querer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aprendi que o tempo cura... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que magoa passa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que decepção não mata... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que hoje é reflexo de ontem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Compreendi que podemos chorar sem derramar lagrimas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que os verdadeiros amigos permanecem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Que dor fortalece... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que vencer engrandece... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aprendi que sonhar não é fantasiar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que pra sorrir tem que fazer alguém sorrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que a beleza não está no que vemos, e sim no que sentimos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que o valor está na força da conquista... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Compreendi que as palavras tem força... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que fazer é melhor que falar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que o olhar não mente... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que viver é aprender com os erros... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aprendi que tudo depende da vontade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que o melhor é ser nós mesmos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que o SEGREDO da vida é VIVER !!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Desconheço autoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8567255786462606409?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8567255786462606409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-146390098749863185</id><published>2008-10-31T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:16:38.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuDayisYXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/E8vucEWFa88/s1600-h/w+1182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263445085779681650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuDayisYXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/E8vucEWFa88/s400/w+1182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quem tem um amigo, mesmo que um só, não importa onde se encontre, jamais sofrerá de solidão; poderá morrer de saudades, mas não estará só".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Amir Klink)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-146390098749863185?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/146390098749863185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=146390098749863185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/146390098749863185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/146390098749863185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/quem-tem-um-amigo-mesmo-que-um-s-no.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuDayisYXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/E8vucEWFa88/s72-c/w+1182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2130193547732784986</id><published>2008-10-31T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:11:10.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuCTDoIa7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jQ0WIalancY/s1600-h/5249386-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263443853415312306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuCTDoIa7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jQ0WIalancY/s400/5249386-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não se pode ensinar alguma coisa a alguém, pode-se apenas auxiliar a descobrir por si mesmo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Galileu Galilei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2130193547732784986?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2130193547732784986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2130193547732784986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2130193547732784986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2130193547732784986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-se-pode-ensinar-alguma-coisa-algum.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQuCTDoIa7I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jQ0WIalancY/s72-c/5249386-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2801746024351293435</id><published>2008-10-27T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:50:27.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQYbXGgkdcI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4GVa0hNb1vA/s1600-h/w+810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261923298327164354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQYbXGgkdcI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4GVa0hNb1vA/s400/w+810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fechei meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;entreguei meu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;despi minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;vesti tuas asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alcei o teu vôo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;conjuguei teus verbos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;emprestei meus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;decifrei teus silêncios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;recitei sem palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tatuei minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dancei tua dança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ardi no teu fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dormi o teu sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;e despertei...sozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;® Melliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2801746024351293435?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2801746024351293435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2801746024351293435' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2801746024351293435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2801746024351293435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/fechei-meus-olhos-entreguei-meu-corpo.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQYbXGgkdcI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4GVa0hNb1vA/s72-c/w+810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-327463254589515228</id><published>2008-10-25T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:12:42.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQOLbwwVoRI/AAAAAAAAAxI/r-O5RedRRi8/s1600-h/dsch+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261202098759246098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQOLbwwVoRI/AAAAAAAAAxI/r-O5RedRRi8/s400/dsch+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Viva e ame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E ame total e imensamente - mas sem nunca ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;contra a liberdade. A liberdade deve continuar sendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;um valor supremo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(Oscho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-327463254589515228?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/327463254589515228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=327463254589515228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/327463254589515228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/327463254589515228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/viva-e-ame.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQOLbwwVoRI/AAAAAAAAAxI/r-O5RedRRi8/s72-c/dsch+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-910019811812091601</id><published>2008-10-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:52:19.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLr0g9QmlI/AAAAAAAAAww/4hGMcJUG8sI/s1600-h/6986555-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261026602154760786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLr0g9QmlI/AAAAAAAAAww/4hGMcJUG8sI/s400/6986555-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;O Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;O AMOR une tudo, une a Deus, que é o Todo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Amar verdadeiramente, sem sentimento de posse nem egoísmo, é um modo simples de ser feliz. Viver com arte, poesia, magia, beleza, procurando sempre a verdade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Na vida sempre sobrevém uma lição: onde está Deus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;No seu coração. Então, vivamos conscientes disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;O amor é eterno, mesmo quando dura pouco; a emoção nunca se perde, as pessoas vão, partem, mas fica sempre um perfume de saudade, fica sempre uma recordação gostosa; por isso, amar sempre vale a pena. Só os tolos tem medo de amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-910019811812091601?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/910019811812091601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=910019811812091601' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/910019811812091601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/910019811812091601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-amor_25.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLr0g9QmlI/AAAAAAAAAww/4hGMcJUG8sI/s72-c/6986555-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4048603075564999482</id><published>2008-10-25T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:47:42.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLq54otXJI/AAAAAAAAAwo/R4oHBVrrM_8/s1600-h/6871675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261025594898734226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLq54otXJI/AAAAAAAAAwo/R4oHBVrrM_8/s400/6871675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em matéria de felicidade convém não esquecer que nos transformamos sempre naquilo que amamos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem se aceita como é, doando de si a vida o melhor que tem, caminha mais facilmente para ser feliz como espera ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A nossa felicidade será naturalmente proporcional em relação a felicidade que fizermos para os outros. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A alegria do próximo começa muitas vezes no socorro que você lhe queira dar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade pode exibir-se, passear, falar e comunicar-se na vida externa, mas reside com endereço exato na consciência tranqüila. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você aspira a ser feliz e traz ainda consigo determinados complexos de culpa, comece a desejar a própria libertação, abraçando no trabalho em favor dos semelhantes o processo de reparação desse ou daquele dano que você haja causado em prejuízo de alguém. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estude a si mesmo, observando que o auto-conhecimento traz humildade e sem humildade é impossível ser feliz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor é a força da vida e trabalho vinculado ao amor é usina geradora de felicidade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você parar de se lamentar, notará que a felicidade está chamando o seu coração para vida nova. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando o céu estiver em cinza, a derramar-se em chuva, medite na colheita farta que chegará do campo e na beleza das flores que surgirão no jardim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(André Luis)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4048603075564999482?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4048603075564999482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4048603075564999482' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4048603075564999482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4048603075564999482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/felicidade-em-matria-de-felicidade.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLq54otXJI/AAAAAAAAAwo/R4oHBVrrM_8/s72-c/6871675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-7277747275204823328</id><published>2008-10-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:45:12.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLqYp9Ws2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/FeZtR97jcVc/s1600-h/6761075-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261025024023114594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLqYp9Ws2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/FeZtR97jcVc/s400/6761075-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Amor...&lt;br /&gt;O caráter e a inteligência podem impressionar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas é o AMOR que damos a alguém que nos faz brilhantes e inesquecíveis em sua vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque o amor torna as pessoas indispensáveis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim, se você quiser acender um sorriso, iluminar um coração ou acordar a esperança em alguém, precisa se lembrar de uma coisa: as pessoas se alegram com a sua inteligência, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apreciam o seu caráter, mas precisam do seu amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7277747275204823328?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/7277747275204823328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=7277747275204823328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7277747275204823328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7277747275204823328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLqYp9Ws2I/AAAAAAAAAwg/FeZtR97jcVc/s72-c/6761075-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2704840673713822678</id><published>2008-10-25T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:41:21.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLpgdvpiKI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dNbH1rWfltE/s1600-h/3811266-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261024058671728802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLpgdvpiKI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dNbH1rWfltE/s400/3811266-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um homem inteligente nota que certos momentos se repetem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freqüentemente ele se vê diante dos mesmos problemas, e enfrenta situações que já havia enfrentado anteriormente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então, fica deprimido. Começa a achar que é incapaz de progredir na vida, já que as mesmas coisas que viveu no passado estão acontecendo de novo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Já passei por isso", ele reclama com seu coração."Realmente, você já passou" - responde o coração - "mas jamais ultrapassou".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O homem, então, passa a ter consciência que as experiências repetidas tem uma finalidade: ensinar-lhe o que ainda não aprendeu. Ele passa a dar uma solução diferente para cada luta repetida... Até que encontra a vitória.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Paulo Coelho )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2704840673713822678?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2704840673713822678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2704840673713822678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2704840673713822678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2704840673713822678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-homem-inteligente-nota-que-certos.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLpgdvpiKI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dNbH1rWfltE/s72-c/3811266-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5448192011088252742</id><published>2008-10-25T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:36:40.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLoEXoQmWI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/w0FThH_snzY/s1600-h/alcantara33jpg23ic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261022476482156898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLoEXoQmWI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/w0FThH_snzY/s400/alcantara33jpg23ic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Criamos continuamente possibilidades em torno de nós, mas nos surpreendemos quando elas acontecem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vigie bem suas idéias e observe como elas criam sua vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se alguém pensa que é um fracasso, que não vai fazer nada na vida... bem, realmente essa pessoa não irá fazer nada, porque sua idéia está criando essa realidade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quanto mais ela achar que não, cria-se um círculo vicioso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quem pensa que vai ter sucesso, é bem-sucedido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Experimente e você ficará admirado; algumas vezes, nem vai acreditar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se um homem pensa que jamais encontrará um amigo, ele não encontrará. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ergueu em torno de si a uma muralha como a da China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Não está disponível e pronto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ele precisa provar que sua idéia está certa e... mesmo que alguém se aproxime com grande cordialidade, será rejeitado porque ele precisa provar sua idéia; está muito comprometido com ela! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E pouco a pouco, todos se tornarão seus inimigos. Por isso, observe bem o que pensa e o que deseja... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Observe a sua mente. Você está constantemente criando o que vai colher da sua vida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quer chova ou faça sol. Se é assim, melhor que faça sol, não é mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Esse trecho foi tirado de um livro de Osho chamado "Vá com Calma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5448192011088252742?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5448192011088252742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5448192011088252742' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5448192011088252742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5448192011088252742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/criamos-continuamente-possibilidades-em.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SQLoEXoQmWI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/w0FThH_snzY/s72-c/alcantara33jpg23ic8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-8535874364961575554</id><published>2008-10-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:03:33.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP-F8NKWpjI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ymF3hQu8eC0/s1600-h/0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260070159163762226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP-F8NKWpjI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ymF3hQu8eC0/s400/0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ando devagar porque já tive pressa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E levo esse sorriso porque já chorei demais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje me sinto mais forte, mais feliz, quem sabe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu só levo a certeza de que muito pouco eu sei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu nada sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs, o sabor das massas e das maçãs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso amor pra poder pulsar, é preciso paz pra poder sorrir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso chuva para florir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penso que cumprir a vida seja simplesmente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compreender a marcha e ir tocando em frente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como um velho boiadeiro levando a boiada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou tocando os dias pela longa estrada eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estrada eu sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs, o sabor das massas e das maçãs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso amor pra poder pulsar, é preciso paz pra poder sorrir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso a chuva para florir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo mundo ama um dia, todo mundo chora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia a gente chega, no outro vai embora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada um de nós compõe a sua históriaE cada ser em si carrega o dom de ser capaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conhecer as manhas e as manhãs, o sabor das massas e das maçãs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso amor pra poder pulsar, é preciso paz pra poder sorrir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É preciso a chuva para florir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ando devagar porque já tive pressa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E levo esse sorriso porque já chorei demais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada um de nós compõe a sua história&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E cada ser em si carrega o dom de ser capaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ser feliz &lt;br /&gt;(Autores: Almir Sater e Renato Teixeira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP-F8NKWpjI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ymF3hQu8eC0/s72-c/0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-8522913939483893596</id><published>2008-10-21T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:18:24.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3IZfxc4LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/paixDbNTink/s1600-h/w+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259580280189804722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3IZfxc4LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/paixDbNTink/s400/w+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o que, com frequência, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;poderíamos ganhar, por simples medo de arriscar".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Shakespeare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8522913939483893596?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3IZfxc4LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/paixDbNTink/s72-c/w+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3356076386467343304</id><published>2008-10-21T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:14:55.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3HVJv97oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/fU7V6q5SQLo/s1600-h/w+713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259579106046897794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3HVJv97oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/fU7V6q5SQLo/s400/w+713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amo a Liberdade! Por isso deixo livres as coisas que amo, se voltarem foi porque as conquistei, se não voltarem, foi porque nunca as tive". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3356076386467343304?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3356076386467343304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3356076386467343304' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3356076386467343304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3356076386467343304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/amo-liberdade-por-isso-deixo-livres-as.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3HVJv97oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/fU7V6q5SQLo/s72-c/w+713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1420641764890203068</id><published>2008-10-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:09:53.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3GYGJRN8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/pSw6_v5GEm4/s1600-h/w+1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259578057107257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3GYGJRN8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/pSw6_v5GEm4/s400/w+1553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Fácil é querer ser amado. Difícil é amar completamente só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amar de verdade, sem ter medo de viver, sem ter medo do depois. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amar e se entregar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;E aprender a dar valor somente a quem te ama."&lt;br /&gt;Drummond de Andrade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1420641764890203068?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1420641764890203068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1420641764890203068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1420641764890203068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1420641764890203068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/fcil-querer-ser-amado.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3GYGJRN8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/pSw6_v5GEm4/s72-c/w+1553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5517268495737528406</id><published>2008-10-21T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:05:03.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3FJ4JjLtI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UAgepu8F28I/s1600-h/w+826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259576713320541906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3FJ4JjLtI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UAgepu8F28I/s400/w+826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;"Eu Posso Tentar Te Esquecer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Mas Você Sempre Será, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;A Onda Que Me Arrasta e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Que Me Leva Pro Teu Mar ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5517268495737528406?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5517268495737528406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5517268495737528406' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5517268495737528406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5517268495737528406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/eu-posso-tentar-te-esquecer-mas-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3FJ4JjLtI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UAgepu8F28I/s72-c/w+826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-7518458044622966252</id><published>2008-10-21T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:00:51.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3D73KmzhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VI3oLFYASMs/s1600-h/w+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259575373026741778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3D73KmzhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VI3oLFYASMs/s400/w+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; SAUDADE&lt;br /&gt;(Nelson de Medeiros Teixeira) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me perguntas o que é Saudade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade, eu te juro, é verdade ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É tristeza sem fim, um vazio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Presença distante, um olhar suplicante,um mundo sombrio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é a esperança sofrida,um coração já sem vida que a nostalgia amortalha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bem maior do que a dor, a saudade é como a flor que o orvalho da noite agasalha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é isto, não me iludo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um vento frio, um olhar perdido, distante e mudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uma sombra que a alma acaricia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é como o vento, que rasga o espaço e deixa seu sopro por traço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É como a noite surgindo sempre após o dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é mesmo um simples beijo, uma lembrança fagueira, uma criança trigueira, um soluço no peito represado, um grito na garganta sufocado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é um vestido cor de rosa, um laço de fita no cabelo que se agita,uma angústia dolorosa. Saudade é muitas vezes a flor que nasce de um botão, o mar bravio, a imensidão, a noite fria, uma canção, e até os versos que te fazia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é a tarde fugindo, é a noite surgindo, trazendo a dor que consome... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade é a lua saindo, do fundo do mar emergindo, riscando em prata teu nome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Me perguntas o que é saudade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saudade, eu te digo: É como a dor inclemente, só sabe mesmo é quem sente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7518458044622966252?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/7518458044622966252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=7518458044622966252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7518458044622966252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7518458044622966252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/saudade-nelson-de-medeiros-teixeira-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3D73KmzhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VI3oLFYASMs/s72-c/w+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-876629844269928172</id><published>2008-10-21T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T04:56:48.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3C4LbglbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/PAdS3pWINho/s1600-h/w+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259574210235241906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3C4LbglbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/PAdS3pWINho/s400/w+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;SAUDADE É...&lt;br /&gt;Plabo Neruda&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;...Saudade é solidão acompanhada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;É quando o amor ainda não foi embora, mas o amado já...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saudade é amar um passado que ainda não passou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;É recusar um presente que nos machuca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;É não ver o futuro que nos convida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saudade é sentir que existe o que não existe mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saudade é o inferno dos que perderam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;É a dor dos que ficaram para trás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;É o gosto de morte na boca dos que continuam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Só uma pessoa no mundo deseja sentir saudade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Aquela que nunca amou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;E esse é o maior dos sofrimentos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Não ter por quem sentir saudades, passar pela vida e não viver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;O maior dos sofrimentos é nunca ter sofrido...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-876629844269928172?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/876629844269928172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=876629844269928172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/876629844269928172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/876629844269928172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SP3C4LbglbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/PAdS3pWINho/s72-c/w+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-6205437801635111459</id><published>2008-10-19T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T04:56:20.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPsfozSjs5I/AAAAAAAAAro/bCWnG692MzU/s1600-h/w+730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258831775708459922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPsfozSjs5I/AAAAAAAAAro/bCWnG692MzU/s400/w+730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um homem deve embriagar-se de vinho, amor e poesia, à medida de sua escolha"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Charles Baudelaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6205437801635111459?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6205437801635111459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6205437801635111459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1496926108851579910</id><published>2008-10-17T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:15:24.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPlUeNUi8gI/AAAAAAAAArg/zuEU6MzLQAg/s1600-h/meirePage002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258326917880410626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPlUeNUi8gI/AAAAAAAAArg/zuEU6MzLQAg/s400/meirePage002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu te quero só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Você mora em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe só aqui&lt;br /&gt;esperando mais um verão&lt;br /&gt;Te espero meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Pra gente se amar de novo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mimar você&lt;br /&gt;Nas quatro estações&lt;br /&gt;Relembrar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que passamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bem bom viver&lt;br /&gt;Andar de mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;Na beira da praia&lt;br /&gt;Por esse momento&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre esperei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Caetano Veloso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1496926108851579910?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escorre pelas mãos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo sem se sentir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não há tempo que volte, amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vamos viver tudo o que há pra viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vamos nos permitir ♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6106796074114245055?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio fera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio amante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio certinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio errante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É...assim eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio rebelde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio atrevida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio tímida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio agressiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É... assim eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio anjo que te acalenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio colisão que te arrebenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio graça que te encanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio fera que te espanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É...assim eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;estar comigo por acaso ou por sina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É ter na retinaa visão da paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio doce menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;meio paixão que alucina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;não me leve a sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sou meio misterio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mas sou toda amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2249217792325791611?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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quanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Vivem ocultos os mistérios da existência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Posso revelar todo o meu sentimento aos olhos do homem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Mas talvez só descubra quem, ou o que sou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;diante de um poder maior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Sou omisso como a noite escura, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;pra dizer qualquer coisa sobre o que é sentimento !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Por que são só palavras ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Posso apenas descrever o que vejo, é um surto no qual, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;tudo está em seu devido lugar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Mas enquanto há um segundo em que o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;vazio se esvaipenso que algo existe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;É simples assim, mas é peculiar adormecer na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;incerteza da vida e em meio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;deslumbrantes e alucinados pores-do-sol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;É simples explicar fenômenos quando se cria teses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;mas jamais o homem vai decifrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;os mistérios de uma dor que não dói!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Porque teses, são só palavras ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;(Oswaldo Scaccio Jr.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7624287313942762393?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/7624287313942762393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=7624287313942762393' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4503381872588144719</id><published>2008-10-13T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:27:15.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPNaICE8rxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yOJ-509MfT4/s1600-h/6824024-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644284114579218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPNaICE8rxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yOJ-509MfT4/s400/6824024-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;COISAS DO AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guida Linhares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dizem que o amor tem razões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;que a própria razão desconhece,até porque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;quem dita as coisas do coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;é a emoção, soberana dos sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;E lá vamos nós,num barquinho de ilusões,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;navegando entre as marés.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ora em águas prazerosas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ora jogando a âncora no fundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Contudo o importante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;é que nunca se perca a vontade de amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;De fazer o outro cada vez mais feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;cultivando o afago, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;a ternura,a vontade de estar juntinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;São as coisas do amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;que nos fazem sorrir de alegria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;entusiasmar-se com o novo dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;manter a alma sempre iluminada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;pois da vida, se leva quase nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4503381872588144719?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4503381872588144719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4503381872588144719' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4503381872588144719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPIJFnHJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0ak1pfhq9RI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256273707097775810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPIJFnHJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0ak1pfhq9RI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Consagração a Nossa Senhora Aparecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó Maria Santíssima, que em vossa querida imagem de Aparecida espalhais inúmeros benefícios sobre todo o Brasil, eu, embora indigno de pertencer ao número dos vossos filhos e filhas, mas cheio do desejo de participar dos benefícios de vossa misericórdia, prostrado a vossos pés, consagro-vos meu entendimento, para que sempre pense no amor que mereceis.&lt;br /&gt;Consagro-vos minha língua, para que sempre vos louve e propague vossa devoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Consagro-vos meu coração, para que, depois de Deus, vos ame sobre todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Recebei-me, ó Rainha incomparável, no ditoso número de vossos filhos e filhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Acolhei-me debaixo de vossa proteção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Socorrei-me em todas as minhas necessidades espirituais e temporais e, sobretudo, na hora de minha morte.&lt;br /&gt;Abençoai-me, ó Mãe Celestial, e com vossa poderosa intercessão fortalecei-me em minha fraqueza, a fim de que, servindo-vos fielmente nesta vida, possa louvar-vos, amar-vos e dar-vos graças no céu, por toda a eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Assim seja! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8655781658682379328?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8655781658682379328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=8655781658682379328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8655781658682379328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8655781658682379328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/consagrao-nossa-senhora-aparecida-maria.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPIJFnHJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0ak1pfhq9RI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-38059138394683120</id><published>2008-10-12T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:11:39.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPHNJOPIClI/AAAAAAAAApw/qxeMQ3wOMnw/s1600-h/6614056-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256207798442134098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPHNJOPIClI/AAAAAAAAApw/qxeMQ3wOMnw/s400/6614056-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Oração às crianças com a proteção de N. Senhora da Conceição Aparecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;* Deus abençoe nossas crianças, para que não percam na infância a esperança. Deus; vai com elas arrumando suas trilhas... Deus abençoe nossas crianças e as crianças sem pais. Todas muitas vezes na mesma condição, sem a orientação correta seguem a vida em desacerto. Abençoe as crianças perdidas, as seqüestradas, as desabrigadas. Deus livre as crianças, presas na solidão dos descaminhos, e dos lares vazios de amor. Deus cuide das nossas crianças cada dia mais ao léu. Nesse mundo, de aparências, de sombras, de descaminhos. Deus leve no colo nossas crianças! Tão precisadas de carinhos. Tão filhos de pais ausentes. Tão longe de bons exemplos. Deus proteja nossas crianças contra os desconhecidos da tela fria, que diante de seres, tão isolados, tão frágeis, tão sem respostas, os levam a se perderem pelo caminho. Deus alegre nossas crianças. Levai contigo a conhecer as estrelas. A brincar na luz da vida. A não depender de valores materiais para serem felizes. A aprender na potência do teu amor. Deus mude o rumo, que este mundo está seguindo. Modifique a vida de cada criança perdida. Faça delas esperança. Faça delas luz da vida!...&lt;br /&gt;Aut: Glórinha Anchieta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-38059138394683120?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/38059138394683120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=38059138394683120' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/38059138394683120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/38059138394683120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/orao-s-crianas-com-proteo-de-n.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPHNJOPIClI/AAAAAAAAApw/qxeMQ3wOMnw/s72-c/6614056-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1346996732857000708</id><published>2008-10-11T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:26:03.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPEZk1ux_aI/AAAAAAAAApI/ynWv-pBPvaQ/s1600-h/6945395-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256010360807357858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPEZk1ux_aI/AAAAAAAAApI/ynWv-pBPvaQ/s400/6945395-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1346996732857000708?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1346996732857000708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1346996732857000708' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1346996732857000708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1346996732857000708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SPEZk1ux_aI/AAAAAAAAApI/ynWv-pBPvaQ/s72-c/6945395-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-6739237639239795017</id><published>2008-10-10T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:35:38.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO_0gZByDQI/AAAAAAAAAow/iFD8jj3c7gE/s1600-h/7080227-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255688127476010242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO_0gZByDQI/AAAAAAAAAow/iFD8jj3c7gE/s400/7080227-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; *&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Viva intensamente a aurora de cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Faça de cada momento um devaneio contínuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Torne-se mais e mais forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sonhe...E conquiste seus sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Acorde a cada amanhecercom a certeza de que tudo poderá acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorria...E consiga todos os bens que o sorriso pode lhe dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pois sempre que você sorrir uma estrela há de brilhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Supere-se...Seja melhor do que você já é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Conquiste superioridade a cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Faça tudo o que você quiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brilhe...E seja brilhante até nos passos em falso que a vida dá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tente, tente até conseguir o que quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brilhe o máximo que você puder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ame...Pois o amor é fundamental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6739237639239795017?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6739237639239795017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6739237639239795017' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6739237639239795017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6739237639239795017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/viva-intensamente-aurora-de-cada-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO_0gZByDQI/AAAAAAAAAow/iFD8jj3c7gE/s72-c/7080227-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3819496896701930408</id><published>2008-10-09T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T03:19:40.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3aijDvKfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zeWbD7xtbBM/s1600-h/dsch+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255096627272559090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3aijDvKfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zeWbD7xtbBM/s400/dsch+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Feliz aquele que transfere o que sabe, e aprende o que ensina."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Cora Coralina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3819496896701930408?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3819496896701930408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3819496896701930408' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3819496896701930408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3819496896701930408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/feliz-aquele-que-transfere-o-que-sabe-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3aijDvKfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zeWbD7xtbBM/s72-c/dsch+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4043212733315285553</id><published>2008-10-09T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T03:14:37.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3YFKBLbjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3v2ZZre52h8/s1600-h/ABC+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255093923311480370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3YFKBLbjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3v2ZZre52h8/s400/ABC+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Quando eu chegar sem nada dizer e permanecer em silêncio, por favor, entenda que só quero estar perto de você.Se notar que estou a ponto de chorar, não me diga " não chore ". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Deixe que as lágrimas venham e perceba que eu só não escondo meu pranto de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se eu lhe disser que estou muito triste, por favor, não diga " não fique assim ". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Deixe que a tristeza se esgote em mim e entenda que para você não preciso fingir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando eu chegar com muita raiva de alguém, não tente me convencer que estou errando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por favor, deixe que eu descubra até que ponto estou exagerando e apóie-me enquanto eu precisar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; A raiva tem seu próprio tempo para diluir-se.Se eu começar a relatar as minhas mágoas, por favor, ouça-me, e entenda que eu não as revelo para ninguém, a não ser para você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando eu lhe exponho minhas decepções, frustrações, fracassos e tantos sentimentos dolorosos, em outras palavras estou lhe dizendo que preciso do seu colo, apenas do seu colo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por favor, recolha-me e silencie, com seu coração unido ao meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando eu baixar os olhos para o chão, não diga " olhe para cima ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu posso estar procurando dentro de mim as respostas de que necessito e, nesse momento, sua presença - tão somente a sua presença - poderá estar ajudando-me a encontrá-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando eu aparecer com medos, inseguranças, preocupações, ansiedades e tantas outras emoções desequilibrantes, por favor, não me fale de terapias, métodos, remédios, fórmulas prontas nem receitas de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Entenda que quando eu me abro para você - e tão somente para você - tudo me parece mais simples, mais fácil de lidar, as nuvens se clareiam e eu consigo retornar à paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O que nos une é forte o suficiente para desafiar todos os limites de tolerância. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seja tolerante comigo, pois sempre o serei com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando, finalmente, eu abrir um amoroso e fortalecido sorriso, abrace-me carinhosamente, diga " estamos juntos " e preencha-se de renovada certeza de que quando os papéis se inverterem, eu serei para você o que agora peço que seja para mim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**Silvia Schmidt**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4043212733315285553?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4043212733315285553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4043212733315285553' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4043212733315285553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4043212733315285553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/quando-eu-chegar-sem-nada-dizer-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3YFKBLbjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3v2ZZre52h8/s72-c/ABC+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5792749115115069244</id><published>2008-10-09T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T03:04:07.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SO3W-cyRtcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/RHdzEZL9HSQ/s1600-h/dsch+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255092708578538946" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOo3KnTb0GI/AAAAAAAAAnw/RJd8FD1bfHA/s400/196.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Tenha uma linda semana!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2739060255432658276?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2739060255432658276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2739060255432658276' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2739060255432658276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2739060255432658276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/10/tenha-uma-linda-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOo3KnTb0GI/AAAAAAAAAnw/RJd8FD1bfHA/s72-c/196.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2248748940142469003</id><published>2008-09-29T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:52:33.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGF92zsmXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sjo-AHTooGw/s1600-h/7055390-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251625938221570418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGF92zsmXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sjo-AHTooGw/s400/7055390-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tome a tua vida em tuas mãos, e não entregue a direção dela a ninguém. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Por mais que te amem, por mais que desejem o teu bem, só você é capaz de saber o que realmente sente, e aquilo que você passa de impressão para os outros, nem sempre corresponde ao que vai na sua alma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quantas vezes você já sorriu, para disfarçar uma lágrima teimosa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quantas vezes quis gritar e sufocou o pranto? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quantas vezes quis sair correndo de algum lugar e ficou por educação, respeito ou medo? Quantas vezes tudo o que você desejou era apenas um abraço. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Um consolo, uma palavra amiga e só recebeu ingratidão? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quantos passos foram necessários para chegar até onde você chegou? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Criticar é fácil, mas usar o seu sapato ninguém quer, vestir as suas dores ninguém quer, saber dos seus problemas, só se for por curiosidade, por isso, não entregue a sua vida nas mãos de ninguém, nada de acreditar que sem essa ou aquela pessoa, você não vai viver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Vai viver sim, o mundo continua girando e, se você deixar, pode te trazer algo muito melhor. Pegue a direção da sua vida e aponte para onde a placa diz "caminho do sol", bem na curva da felicidade, que te espera sem pressa, para viver com amor e intensidade, a paz, a harmonia e a felicidade".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Autor(a) Texto: Alex de Oxossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2248748940142469003?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2248748940142469003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2248748940142469003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2248748940142469003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2248748940142469003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/tome-tua-vida-em-tuas-mos-e-no-entregue.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGF92zsmXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sjo-AHTooGw/s72-c/7055390-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-403565020518407863</id><published>2008-09-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:41:01.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGCrCxLmdI/AAAAAAAAAnA/o3f-5mA40V0/s1600-h/6764586-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251622316479846866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGCrCxLmdI/AAAAAAAAAnA/o3f-5mA40V0/s400/6764586-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para RIR, é esta a música da alma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para LER, é esta a base da sabedoria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para PENSAR, é esta a fonte do poder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para TRABALHAR, é este o preço do êxito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para DIVERTIR-SE, é este o segredo da juventude eterna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para SER AMIGO, é este o caminho da felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para SONHAR, é este o meio de ligar a uma estrela o carro em que viaja na Terra. Reserve tempo para AMAR E SER AMADO, é este o privilégio dos deuses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reserve tempo para SER ÚTIL AOS OUTROS, esta vida é demasiada curta para que sejamos egoístas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(Exortação inglesa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-403565020518407863?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/403565020518407863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=403565020518407863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/403565020518407863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/403565020518407863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/reserve-tempo-para-rir-esta-msica-da.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOGCrCxLmdI/AAAAAAAAAnA/o3f-5mA40V0/s72-c/6764586-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-794345669242499775</id><published>2008-09-29T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:27:45.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje é um dia especial pra mim!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOEPtjs1t3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/1GP0kBYFA54/s1600-h/Blog_ADOTAREI_O_AMOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251495915842549618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOEPtjs1t3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/1GP0kBYFA54/s400/Blog_ADOTAREI_O_AMOR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-794345669242499775?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/794345669242499775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=794345669242499775' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/794345669242499775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/794345669242499775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/hoje-um-dia-especial-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SOEPtjs1t3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/1GP0kBYFA54/s72-c/Blog_ADOTAREI_O_AMOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-6583547303553443442</id><published>2008-09-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:47:39.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SN-0u-_l0TI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wBuYpUc1HQY/s1600-h/A+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114409813987634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SN-0u-_l0TI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wBuYpUc1HQY/s400/A+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pra Refletir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nos Alpes Italianos existia um pequeno vilarejo que se dedicava ao cultivo de uvas para produção de vinho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Uma vez por ano ocorria lá uma festa para comemorar o sucesso da colheita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A tradição exigia que nesta festa, cada morador do vilarejo trouxesse uma garrafa do seu melhor vinho para colocar dentro de um grande barril que ficava na praça central. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Entretanto, um dos moradores pensou: "Porque deverei levar uma garrafa do meu mais puro vinho? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Levarei um cheio d’água, pois no meio de tanto vinho, o meu não fará falta". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Assim pensou e assim fez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No auge dos acontecimentos, como era de costume, todos se reuniram na praça, cada um com sua caneca para pegar uma porção daquele vinho, cuja fama se estendia além das fronteiras do país. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Contudo, ao abrir a torneira do barril, um silêncio tomou conta da multidão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daquele barril saiu apenas água. Como isto aconteceu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Acontece que todos pensaram como aquele morador: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"A ausência da minha parte não fará falta". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nós somos, muitas vezes, conduzidos a pensar: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Tantas pessoas existem neste mundo que se eu não fizer a minha parte isto não terá importância". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O que aconteceria com o mundo se todos pensassem assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6583547303553443442?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6583547303553443442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6583547303553443442' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6583547303553443442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6583547303553443442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/pra-refletir.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SN-0u-_l0TI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wBuYpUc1HQY/s72-c/A+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1036241468959019272</id><published>2008-09-23T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:26:02.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmky6VmKsI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FfpFD5xRqos/s1600-h/dsch+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249408035237276354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmky6VmKsI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FfpFD5xRqos/s400/dsch+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ah! Se vendessem paciência nas farmácias e supermercados... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Muita gente iria gastar boa parte do salário nessa mercadoria tão rara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Por muito pouco a madame solta palavrões e berros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;E o bem comportado executivo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;O "cavalheiro" se transforma numa "besta selvagem" no trânsito que ele mesmo ajuda a tumultuar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Os filhos atrapalham, os idosos incomodam, a esposa virou uma chata, o marido uma "mala sem alça".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A paciência está em falta no mercado, e pelo jeito, a paciência dos calmantes está cada vez mais em alta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Qual é a finalidade de sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Onde você quer chegar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Está correndo tanto para quê? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Por quem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Seu coração vai agüentar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Se você morrer hoje de infarto o mundo vai parar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A empresa que você trabalha vai acabar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;As pessoas que você ama vão parar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Será que você conseguiu ler até aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Respire... Acalme-se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;O mundo está apenas na sua primeira volta e, com certeza, no final do dia vai completar o seu giro ao redor do sol, com ou sem a sua paciência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Texto de Arnaldo Jabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1036241468959019272?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1036241468959019272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1036241468959019272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1036241468959019272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1036241468959019272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/ah-se-vendessem-pacincia-nas-farmcias-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmky6VmKsI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FfpFD5xRqos/s72-c/dsch+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-9195936752020360</id><published>2008-09-23T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:04:33.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmf3Kp9uMI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TNz7U8IIUs4/s1600-h/Page002_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249402610779011266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmf3Kp9uMI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TNz7U8IIUs4/s400/Page002_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Saudade é solidão acompanhada, é quando o amor ainda não foi embora, mas o amado já...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Saudade é amar um passado que ainda não passou, é recusar um presente que nos machuca, é não ver o futuro que nos convida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Saudade é sentir que existe o que não existe mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Saudade é o inferno dos que perderam, é a dor dos que ficaram pra trás,é o gosto da morte na boca dos que continuam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Só uma pessoa no mundo deseja sentir saudade:aquela que nunca amou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;E esse é o maior dos sofrimentos:não ter por quem sentir saudades, passar pela vida e não viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;O mair dos sofrimentos é nunca ter sofrido.&lt;br /&gt;(Pablo Neruda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-9195936752020360?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/9195936752020360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=9195936752020360' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9195936752020360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9195936752020360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/saudade-solido-acompanhada-quando-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNmf3Kp9uMI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TNz7U8IIUs4/s72-c/Page002_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-702842791622356856</id><published>2008-09-23T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T04:46:12.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNjWZZySoiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/0ighVcXm2jw/s1600-h/3989487-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249181097607209506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNjWZZySoiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/0ighVcXm2jw/s400/3989487-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A primavera chegará, mesmo que ninguém mais saiba seu nome, nem acredite no calendário, nem possua jardim para recebê-la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A inclinação do sol vai marcando outras sombras; e os habitantes da mata, essas criaturas naturais que ainda circulam pelo ar e pelo chão, começam a preparar sua vida para a primavera que chega.&lt;br /&gt;Finos clarins que não ouvimos devem soar por dentro da terra, nesse mundo confidencial das raízes, — e arautos sutis acordarão as cores e os perfumes e a alegria de nascer, no espírito das flores.&lt;br /&gt;Há bosques de rododentros que eram verdes e já estão todos cor-de-rosa, como os palácios de Jeipur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vozes novas de passarinhos começam a ensaiar as árias tradicionais de sua nação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pequenas borboletas brancas e amarelas apressam-se pelos ares, — e certamente conversam: mas tão baixinho que não se entende.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Primaveras distantes, depois do branco e deserto inverno, quando as amendoeiras inauguram suas flores, alegremente, e todos os olhos procuram pelo céu o primeiro raio de sol.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma primavera diferente, com as matas intactas, as árvores cobertas de folhas, — e só os poetas, entre os humanos, sabem que uma Deusa chega, coroada de flores, com vestidos bordados de flores, com os braços carregados de flores, e vem dançar neste mundo cálido, de incessante luz.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é certo que a primavera chega. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É certo que a vida não se esquece, e a terra maternalmente se enfeita para as festas da sua perpetuação.&lt;br /&gt;Algum dia, talvez, nada mais vai ser assim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Algum dia, talvez, os homens terão a primavera que desejarem, no momento que quiserem, independentes deste ritmo, desta ordem, deste movimento do céu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E os pássaros serão outros, com outros cantos e outros hábitos, — e os ouvi&amp;shy;dos que por acaso os ouvirem não terão nada mais com tudo aquilo que, outrora se entendeu e amou.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto há primavera, esta primavera natural, prestemos atenção ao sussurro dos passarinhos novos, que dão beijinhos para o ar azul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Escutemos estas vozes que andam nas árvores, caminhemos por estas estradas que ainda conservam seus sentimentos antigos: lentamente estão sendo tecidos os manacás roxos e brancos; e a eufórbia se vai tornando pulquérrima, em cada coroa vermelha que desdobra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Os casulos brancos das gardênias ainda estão sendo enrolados em redor do perfume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E flores agrestes acordam com suas roupas de chita multicor.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isto para brilhar um instante, apenas, para ser lançado ao vento, — por fidelidade à obscura semente, ao que vem, na rotação da eternidade. Saudemos a primavera, dona da vida — e efêmera.&lt;br /&gt;(Cecília Meireles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-702842791622356856?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/702842791622356856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=702842791622356856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/702842791622356856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/702842791622356856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/09/primavera-chegar-mesmo-que-ningum-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNjWZZySoiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/0ighVcXm2jw/s72-c/3989487-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-6455045351591528726</id><published>2008-09-21T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:20:06.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNaL0B_z1qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/FjMKj8hhCms/s1600-h/w+463.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248536141752424098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNaL0B_z1qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/FjMKj8hhCms/s400/w+463.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Eu vejo a vida melhor no futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eu vejo isso por cima do muro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;de hipocrisia que insiste em nos rodear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eu vejo a vida mais farta e clara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Repleta de toda a satisfação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que se tem direito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do firmamento ao chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eu quero crer no amor numa boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E que isso valha prá qualquer pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que realizar a força que tem uma paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eu vejo um novo começo de era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;De gente fina, elegante e sincera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Com habilidade pra dizer mais sim do que não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hoje o tempo voa amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Escorre pelas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mesmo sem se sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E não há tempo que volte amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vamos viver tudo o que há prá viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vamos nos permitir"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6455045351591528726?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6455045351591528726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6455045351591528726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4359194306216795395</id><published>2008-09-21T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:17:58.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNZJD_Z9VvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/XbHLTQvKZ9g/s1600-h/1471116-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462748655638258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNZJD_Z9VvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/XbHLTQvKZ9g/s400/1471116-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tua caminhada ainda não terminou....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A realidade te acolhedizendo que pela frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o horizonte da vida necessitade tuas palavrase do teu silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Se amanhã sentires saudades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lembra-te da fantasia esonha com tua próxima vitória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Vitória que todas as armas do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;jamais conseguirão obter,porque é uma vitória que surge da paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e não do ressentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;É certo que irás encontrar situações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tempestuosas novamente,mas haverá de ver sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o lado bom da chuva que caie não a faceta do raio que destrói...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Não faças do amanhão sinônimo de nunca,nem o ontem te seja o mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;que nunca mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Teus passos ficaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Olhes para trás...mas vá em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pois há muitos que precisamque chegues para poderem seguir-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.(Charles Chaplin) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4359194306216795395?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4359194306216795395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4384721798323809168</id><published>2008-09-19T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:05:06.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNUebAcmCQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mZj9KbWq0-8/s1600-h/1471089-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248134390095415554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SNUebAcmCQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/mZj9KbWq0-8/s400/1471089-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primavera é quando, num pedacinho da Terra, as flores se abrem, o sol fica mais forte e a vida fica mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw17853465780713(event, this, '1002104881'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick17853465780713(1002104881);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem815.htm#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alegre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quando, num canto da Terra, se faz primavera, nos outros cantos se faz verão, inverno e outono. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Das quatro estações, a primavera é a mais bonita, porque colore a terra, perfuma o ar e contagia os corações sensíveis com sua alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A primavera é uma boa época para renovar o espírito, assim como as flores se renovam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E de colher os frutos e semear a terra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Semear a terra sempre, pois isso significa mantê-la sempre fértil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E de terra fértil, sempre brota a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bom seria se a primavera acontecesse o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw17969278381713(event, this, '1002104881'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick17969278381713(1002104881);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem815.htm#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; todo, em todos os corações humanos... florescendo, enfim, na forma de atos, palavras e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw4172336062713(event, this, '1002104881'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick4172336062713(1002104881);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem815.htm#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, sempre positivos... se cada ser vivente, fosse como uma flor, bela, pura e cheirosa, toda a Terra viveria uma eterna primavera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Depende de cada um, fazer do próprio coração, a terra... semeá-lo e cuidá-lo, para cultivar o espírito da primavera, todo o tempo... em qualquer estação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4384721798323809168?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4384721798323809168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4384721798323809168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4384721798323809168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4384721798323809168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sabe o que é amar e tá perdendo tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Você me provoca eu entro no seu jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sabe dar as cartas, sabe me ganhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me coloca sempre em prova de fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;É tudo que eu preciso pra me entregar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pare de uma vez com essa brincadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chega de bobeira, eu tô falando sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Preciso desse amor, te amar a noite inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Se você me quer, saiba eu também te quero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Você não tem limite, você não tem hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Liga pra brincar com o meu sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Faz proposta que sempre me apavora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sabe o que é amar e tá perdendo tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Você me provoca e eu entro no seu jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sabe dar as cartas, sabe me ganhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me coloca sempre em prova de fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;É tudo que eu preciso pra me entregar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Eu tô falando sério.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Saiba eu também te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ouô, eu tô falando sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ouô, saiba eu também te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(João Bosco e Vinícius)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8168540988560550642?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8168540988560550642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Pode amanhã o dia nascer chovendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ou o sol atrás da nuvem se esconder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Diga eu te amo e muito obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;À todo ser que faz a vida florescer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Cante pelas ruas não tranque o sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Que é verdadeiro e vem de dentro de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Deixe os seus sonhos voarem com o vento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Humildade é o segredo para um bom momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Igualdade e liberdade pro seu pensamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Muita paz e humildade pro seu sentimento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1879636558226367467?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1879636558226367467/comments/default' title='Postar 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descobertas que fizemos, dos sonhos que tivemos, dos tantos risos e momentos que compartilhamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Saudades até dos momentos de lágrima, da angústia, das vésperas de finais de semana, de finais de ano, enfim do companheirismo vivido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Bem eu sempre pensei que as amizades continuassem para sempre!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Hoje não tenho mais tanta certeza disso :(Em breve cada um vai pra seu lado, seja pelo destino, ou por algum desentendimento, segue a sua vida, talvez continuemos a nos encontrar quem sabe nos e-mails trocados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Podemos nos telefonar conversar algumas bobagens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Aí os dias vão passar, meses..anos..até este contato tornar-se cada vez mais raro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Vamos nos perder no tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Um dia nossos filhos verão aquelas fotografias e perguntarão? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Quem são aquelas pessoas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Diremos...Que eram nossos amigos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;E isso vai doer tanto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Foram meus amigos, foi com eles que vivi os melhores anos de minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;E a saudade vai apertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Por isso, fica aqui um pedido deste humilde amigo: não deixemos que a vida passe em branco, e que pequenas adversidades sejam a causa de grandes tempestades.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Eu poderia suportar, embora não sem dor, que tivessem morrido todos os meus amores, mas enlouqueceria se morressem todos os meus amigos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Fernando_Pessoa/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1426879938476939402?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1426879938476939402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;lembre-se: é do nada que você começa tudo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1206196697649633893?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1206196697649633893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1206196697649633893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1206196697649633893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SMHMc1pRmcI/AAAAAAAAAek/i0CERukY_eU/s1600-h/gato15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242696237044570562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SMHMc1pRmcI/AAAAAAAAAek/i0CERukY_eU/s400/gato15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É necessário abrir os olhos e perceber que as coisas boas estão dentro de nós, onde os sentimentos não precisam de motivos nem os desejos de razão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O importante é aproveitar o momento e aprender sua duração, pois a vida está nos olhos de quem sabe ver. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Charles Chaplin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SMHMc1pRmcI/AAAAAAAAAek/i0CERukY_eU/s72-c/gato15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3082281924692446019</id><published>2008-09-05T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:14:35.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SMHLG7EcoUI/AAAAAAAAAec/Zm9O5_5wkGo/s1600-h/Louise+Lake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242694761031967042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SMHLG7EcoUI/AAAAAAAAAec/Zm9O5_5wkGo/s400/Louise+Lake3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; foto do Batata - Louise Lake - Canadá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Deus permitiu a existência das quedas d'água para aprendermos quanta força de trabalho e renovação podemos extrair de nossas próprias quedas".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3082281924692446019?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Meu pulso é desse todo poderoso sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6489889636734005977?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6489889636734005977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6489889636734005977' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6489889636734005977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1219123676514230902</id><published>2008-08-27T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:23:15.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLVUz8qRmsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hXGuSiaXy50/s1600-h/7055390-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239186992948943554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLVUz8qRmsI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hXGuSiaXy50/s400/7055390-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do Universo eu sou uma partícula, particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Semente que a terra aquece pronta para germinar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sou semelhança e imagem, dádiva do CRIADOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O resultado de um pecado perdoado por amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sou imperfeita e meus defeitos só quem ama pode ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mas sou o aço que só seu abraço pode derreter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E tenho a essência da paixão gravada em meu DNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sou um pássaro que voa procurando seu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Querendo um lugar pra viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Água que corta montanhas é fogo a queimar,encontro do cio do rio e do mar,num transbordar de prazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Átomo que busca o milagre da fecundação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Desejos, verdades do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLL8KwkaYTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pROzq1ezjEw/s400/Page001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Até parece que você já tinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O meu manual de instruções&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque você decifra os meus sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque você sabe o que eu gosto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E porque quando você me abraça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo gira devagar"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3986130666215700546?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3986130666215700546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3986130666215700546' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3986130666215700546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3986130666215700546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLBJ80ZcuVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/K5JyYX69szM/s400/5891049-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Por mais que eu pense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Que eu sinta, que eu fale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tem sempre alguma coisa por dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Por mais que o mundo dê voltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Em torno do sol, vem a lua me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Enlouquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A noite passada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Você veio me ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A noite passada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eu sonhei com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ó lua de cosmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No céu estampada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Permita que eu possa adormecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quem sabe, de novo nessa madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ela resolva aparecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A noite passada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Você veio me ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A noite passada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eu sonhei com você&lt;br /&gt;(Paralamas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5229956258351578699?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLBJ80ZcuVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/K5JyYX69szM/s72-c/5891049-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5825411065206873617</id><published>2008-08-23T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:20:10.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLBGIuduxtI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ILwPhyGX0XM/s1600-h/Page001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237763482357515986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLBGIuduxtI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ILwPhyGX0XM/s400/Page001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;É só pensar em vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Que muda o dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Minha alegria dá prá ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Não dá prá esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nem quero pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Se é certo querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;O que vou lhe dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Um beijo seu e eu vou só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pensar em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Se a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;E o sol não sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vontade de viver mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;E em paz com o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;E comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;E consigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5825411065206873617?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5825411065206873617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5825411065206873617' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5825411065206873617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5825411065206873617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/s-pensar-em-vc-que-muda-o-dia-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SLBGIuduxtI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ILwPhyGX0XM/s72-c/Page001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-2010570582361335421</id><published>2008-08-21T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:54:54.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SK2ywjL374I/AAAAAAAAAak/BfOxlmSlszc/s1600-h/DSCA+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237038488850263938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SK2ywjL374I/AAAAAAAAAak/BfOxlmSlszc/s400/DSCA+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Leve com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Só o que foi bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ódio e rancor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Não dão em nada, nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ouço aquele som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lembro de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Como acabou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mas ... não tem nada não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Só guardo o que foi bom no meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;O amor é como o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sabe como renascer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sinto o calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;De mais um verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tudo ganha cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;De nada vai valer lamentar a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nós temos que seguir em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A vida não parou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vai ser dificil esquecer tudo o que passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mas são as quedas que ensinam a cultivar o nosso amor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2010570582361335421?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2010570582361335421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2010570582361335421' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1011064448319679098</id><published>2008-08-20T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:56:16.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKvsiBildkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QX_84ycssvY/s1600-h/7308121-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236539061021537858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKvsiBildkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QX_84ycssvY/s400/7308121-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero ser o teu amigo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem demais e nem de menos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem tão longe e nem tão perto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na medida mais precisa que eu puder. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas amar-te sem medida e ficar na tua vida, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da maneira mais discreta que eu souber. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem tirar-te a liberdade, sem jamais te sufocar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem forçar tua vontade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem falar, quando for hora de calar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sem calar, quando for hora de falar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem ausente, nem presente por demais. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplesmente, calmamente, ser-te paz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É bonito ser amigo, mas confesso é tão difícil aprender! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E por isso eu te suplico paciência. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou encher este teu rosto de lembranças, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dá-me tempo, de acertar nossas distâncias...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Fernando_Pessoa/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKvsiBildkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QX_84ycssvY/s72-c/7308121-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-8444186372312616689</id><published>2008-08-14T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:33:31.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKQlgCuTgII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bkYUKzOEECg/s1600-h/Page001_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234349899328487554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKQlgCuTgII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bkYUKzOEECg/s400/Page001_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A cada novo dia prometo a mim mesma:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ser tão forte para que nada perturbe a paz de minha mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Falar de felicidade, saúde e prosperidade a cada pessoa que conhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fazer sentir os meus amigos que há algo de valor neles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ver o lado brilhante de cada coisa e conseguir otimismo por meio dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pensar somente o melhor, trabalhar somente pelo melhor e esperar somente o melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ser tão entusiasta pelo êxito dos demais como pelo meu própio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Esquecer os erros do passado e insistir para conseguir grandes realizações no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Exibir um aspecto atraente em todo tempo e obsequiar a cada pessoa conhecida um sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dar tanto tempo ao meu melhoramento, de modo que não sobre tempo para criticar os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ser demasiada grande para preocupar-me, demasiada nobre para irar-me e ecessivamente feliz para não permitir a presença de problemas que perturbem minha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FÉ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-8444186372312616689?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/8444186372312616689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=8444186372312616689' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8444186372312616689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/8444186372312616689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/cada-novo-dia-prometo-mim-mesma-ser-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKQlgCuTgII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bkYUKzOEECg/s72-c/Page001_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-9125082947574488532</id><published>2008-08-13T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:52:06.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKNJM-jz-qI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sgjdhr12C-w/s1600-h/cameliaPage001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234107679235111586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKNJM-jz-qI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sgjdhr12C-w/s400/cameliaPage001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Porque eu me imaginava mais forte,porque eu fazia do amor um cálculo matemático errado:pensava que somando as compreensões,eu amava. Não sabia que,somando as incompreensões é que se ama verdadeiramente. Porque eu,só por ter tido carinho,pensei que amar é fácil. É porque eu não quis o amor solene,sem compreender que a solenidade ritualiza a incompreensão e a transforma em oferenda. E é também porque sempe fui de brigar muito,meu modo é brigando. É porque sempre tento chegar pelo meu modo. É porque ainda não sei ceder. É porque no fundo eu quero amar o que eu amaria-e não o que é."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-9125082947574488532?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/9125082947574488532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=9125082947574488532' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9125082947574488532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9125082947574488532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/porque-eu-me-imaginava-mais-forteporque.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKNJM-jz-qI/AAAAAAAAAZw/sgjdhr12C-w/s72-c/cameliaPage001.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3755096164222235408</id><published>2008-08-13T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T04:01:51.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKK-6sg_N3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xh1Ur8ZeX7I/s1600-h/W+488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233955632549148530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKK-6sg_N3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xh1Ur8ZeX7I/s400/W+488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"A felicidade não está em viver, mas em saber viver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Não vive mais o que mais vive, mas o que melhor vive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;porque a vida não mede o tempo, mas o emprego que dela fazemos." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3755096164222235408?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3755096164222235408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3755096164222235408' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3755096164222235408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3755096164222235408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/felicidade-no-est-em-viver-mas-em-saber.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKK-6sg_N3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xh1Ur8ZeX7I/s72-c/W+488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-7319919346860427936</id><published>2008-08-12T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:09:31.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJeJaGxNhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C5aXJC8CS3A/s1600-h/dia11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233849232677484050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJeJaGxNhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C5aXJC8CS3A/s400/dia11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vou esperar até o dia amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;É nessa hora que eu me lembro de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Quando o céu está vermelho e frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;E eu continuo aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vou esperar até o dia terminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Até a última janela se apagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;É quando tudo tá escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;E eu continuo aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Não tente me entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Eu me viro bem com a solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nada irá acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Até você chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7319919346860427936?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/7319919346860427936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=7319919346860427936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7319919346860427936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7319919346860427936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/vou-esperar-at-o-dia-amanhecer-nessa.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJeJaGxNhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C5aXJC8CS3A/s72-c/dia11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-155005282312551212</id><published>2008-08-12T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:56:45.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJbIFP7BnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qOfWiaonveU/s1600-h/bob14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845911363978866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJbIFP7BnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qOfWiaonveU/s400/bob14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Há espaços no coração do homem que ainda não possuem existência, e o sofrimento neles penetra para que possam existir"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;('Déon Bloy')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-155005282312551212?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/155005282312551212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=155005282312551212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/155005282312551212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/155005282312551212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/h-espaos-no-corao-do-homem-que-ainda-no.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJbIFP7BnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qOfWiaonveU/s72-c/bob14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3416166989344869467</id><published>2008-08-12T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:48:58.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJZOJ5Yj7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2gEmENNmshs/s1600-h/7372649-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233843816667582386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKJZOJ5Yj7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2gEmENNmshs/s400/7372649-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Amanhã, apaixone-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Porque o dia seguinte é o dia mais importante da sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;É no dia seguinte que sabemos se o dia de ontem valeu a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;É no dia seguinte que acordamos para a realidade ou dormimos no sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;A vida da gente começa no dia seguinte... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;E só existe uma maneira de viver: apaixonado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Apaixonar-se é um exercício de jardinagem: arranque o que faz mal, prepare o terreno, semeie, seja paciente, espere, regue e cuide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Terá um jardim. Mas esteja preparado porque haverá pragas, secas ou excesso de chuvas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Se desistir, não terá um jardim. Terá um descampado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;A paixão não se vê, não se guarda, não se prende, não se controla, não se compra, não se vende, não se fabrica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;A paixão é a diferença entre o sucesso e o fracasso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Entre a dúvida e a certeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Entre aqueles que gostam do que fazem e aqueles que fazem o que gostam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Apaixonados não esperam, agem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;A paixão é o que faz coisas iguais serem diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Amanhã, quando acordar, pense se hoje valeu a pena e APAIXONE-SE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Porque em 24 horas você vai entrar no dia mais importante da sua vida: o dia seguinte."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3416166989344869467?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3416166989344869467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3229987619211317538</id><published>2008-08-12T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:16:12.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKI1Q7Gh4iI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PogwfTlIu14/s1600-h/6704793-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233804281817195042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKI1Q7Gh4iI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PogwfTlIu14/s400/6704793-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;um belo dia resolvi mudare fazer tudo o que eu qria fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;me libertei daquela vida vulgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;que eu levava estando junto a você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;e em tudo o que eu faço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;existe um porquê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;eu sei que eu nasci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sei que eu nasci pra saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;e fui andando sem pensar em voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;e sem ligar pra uqe me aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;um belo dia vou lhe telefonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;pra lhe dizer que aquele sonho cresceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;no ar que eu respiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;eu sinto prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;de ser quem eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;de estar onde estou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;agora só falta voce :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3229987619211317538?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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LIBERDADE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7049090560580261868?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/7049090560580261868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=7049090560580261868' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7049090560580261868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/7049090560580261868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SKInL2RqC9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/WquFuGEYn8w/s400/Jasper2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;É curioso como não sei dizer quem sou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quer dizer, sei-o bem, mas não posso dizer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sobretudo tenho medo de dizer porque no momento em que tento falar não só não exprimo o que sinto como o que sinto se transforma lentamente no que eu digo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-5178143442980222752?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5178143442980222752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=5178143442980222752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5178143442980222752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/5178143442980222752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/curioso-como-no-sei-dizer-quem-sou.html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJ4iNbfyLbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/sSeMQ5arH-E/s400/6948968-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Que não seja preciso mais do que uma simples alegria pra me fazer aquietar o espírito..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Oswaldo Montenegro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-9222794515034664435?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/9222794515034664435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-5229867797846373894</id><published>2008-08-07T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:41:46.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJuV3ZqG7XI/AAAAAAAAAYg/c27lV3_nP0U/s1600-h/ATYAAAA7EK_wpTzLeI0Fws9lRPNsGm5CArV15vLy7It8rTSO2ybVaKsu3gGUTlSCP52HD5FNqFy_NeyUbwhgDPuQbZbxAJtU9VBgvxSKxENErs4wtu9-uCBXF-1IHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231940171133807986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJuV3ZqG7XI/AAAAAAAAAYg/c27lV3_nP0U/s400/ATYAAAA7EK_wpTzLeI0Fws9lRPNsGm5CArV15vLy7It8rTSO2ybVaKsu3gGUTlSCP52HD5FNqFy_NeyUbwhgDPuQbZbxAJtU9VBgvxSKxENErs4wtu9-uCBXF-1IHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"De almas sinceras a união sincera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada há que impeça: amor não é amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se quando encontra obstáculos se altera,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se vacila ao mínimo temor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor é um marco eterno, dominante,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que encara a tempestade com bravura;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É astro que norteia a vela errante,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cujo valor se ignora, lá na altura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor não teme o tempo, muito embora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu alfange não poupe a mocidade;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor não se transforma de hora em hora,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antes se afirma para a eternidade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se isso é falso, e que é falso alguém provou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não sou poeta, e ninguém nunca amou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;("William Shakespeare)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231560009697294146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJo8HF8ld0I/AAAAAAAAAYY/sF13cNE7beo/s400/Page002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Porque quem ama nunca sabe o que ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nem sabe porque ama, nem o que é amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Amar é a eterna inocência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E a única inocência, não pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Fernando_Pessoa/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3071128429336515030?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3071128429336515030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3071128429336515030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3071128429336515030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJ5DngiwDiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fIgunWehmnI/s1600-h/diversasPage004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232694163080744482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJ5DngiwDiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fIgunWehmnI/s400/diversasPage004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJonM9LE0zI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hff8FonBUkY/s1600-h/hPage001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Não se acostume com o que não o faz feliz, revolte-se quando julgar necessário. Alague seu coração de esperanças, mas não deixe que ele se afogue nelas. Se achar que precisa voltar, volte! Se perceber que precisa seguir, siga! Se estiver tudo errado, comece novamente. Se estiver tudo certo, continue.Se sentir saudades, mate-a. Se perder um amor, não se perca! Se o achar, segure-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Fernando_Pessoa/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-9127299116689544245?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/9127299116689544245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=9127299116689544245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9127299116689544245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/9127299116689544245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-se-acostume-com-o-que-no-o-faz-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SJ5DngiwDiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fIgunWehmnI/s72-c/diversasPage004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4581315458660220935</id><published>2008-07-29T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:40:12.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI9UKaWGt9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/WLdk-Iw9x70/s1600-h/w+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228490230247897042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI9UKaWGt9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/WLdk-Iw9x70/s400/w+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Fundamental é mesmo o amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;é impossível ser feliz sózinho.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4581315458660220935?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4581315458660220935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4581315458660220935' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4581315458660220935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/4581315458660220935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/fundamental-mesmo-o-amor-impossvel-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI9UKaWGt9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/WLdk-Iw9x70/s72-c/w+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-400827219781168370</id><published>2008-07-28T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:31:35.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI3__8p6_hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bjVj98ajtvM/s1600-h/7219830-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228116216525815314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI3__8p6_hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bjVj98ajtvM/s400/7219830-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Guilherme Arantes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Será um lindo dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Da mais louca alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Que se possa imaginar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Redobrada a força&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Prá cima que não cessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Há de vingarAmanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mais nenhum mistério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Acima do ilusório&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O astro rei vai brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã! A luminosidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Alheia a qualquer vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Há de imperar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Há de imperar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Está toda a esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Por menor que pareça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Existe e é prá vicejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Apesar de hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Será a estrada que surge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Prá se trilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mesmo que uns não queiram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Será de outros que esperam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ver o dia raiarAmanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ódios aplacados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Temores abrandados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Será pleno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será pleno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-400827219781168370?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/400827219781168370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=400827219781168370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/400827219781168370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/400827219781168370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/amanh-guilherme-arantes-amanh-ser-um.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI3__8p6_hI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bjVj98ajtvM/s72-c/7219830-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1184573197864240906</id><published>2008-07-28T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:39:28.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI29u3FdNzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/o0hu_THqu4Y/s1600-h/w+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228043355205482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI29u3FdNzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/o0hu_THqu4Y/s400/w+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Só não se esqueça que atrás do veneno das palavras sobra só o desespero de ver tudo mudar talvez até porque niguém mude por você"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1184573197864240906?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1184573197864240906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1184573197864240906' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1184573197864240906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1184573197864240906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/s-no-se-esquea-que-atrs-do-veneno-das.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI29u3FdNzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/o0hu_THqu4Y/s72-c/w+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-1790383138513801472</id><published>2008-07-28T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:35:34.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI288A2KEBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/lnTtzI6HPT0/s1600-h/Page005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228042481652338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI288A2KEBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/lnTtzI6HPT0/s400/Page005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Renda-se, como eu me rendi. Mergulhe no que você não conhece como eu mergulhei. Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-1790383138513801472?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/1790383138513801472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=1790383138513801472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1790383138513801472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/1790383138513801472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/renda-se-como-eu-me-rendi.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI288A2KEBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/lnTtzI6HPT0/s72-c/Page005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3972198260219329038</id><published>2008-07-28T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:30:35.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI27t5a0KBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u5Accp_TQ14/s1600-h/Page003n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228041139628812306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI27t5a0KBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u5Accp_TQ14/s400/Page003n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Posso ser leve como uma brisa, ou forte como uma ventania, depende de quando, e como você me vê passar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3972198260219329038?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3972198260219329038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3972198260219329038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3972198260219329038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3972198260219329038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/posso-ser-leve-como-uma-brisa-ou-forte.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI27t5a0KBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u5Accp_TQ14/s72-c/Page003n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-3625884273849078997</id><published>2008-07-28T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:26:14.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI26AhklIpI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VhXUTWwF-o4/s1600-h/1471097-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228039260621578898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI26AhklIpI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VhXUTWwF-o4/s400/1471097-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;..." - A vida é curta, quebre as regras, perdoe rapidamente, beije demoradamente, ame verdadeiramente, ria incontrolavelmente, e nunca deixe de sorrir, por mais estranho que seja o motivo. A vida não pode ser a festa que esperávamos, mas enquanto estamos aqui, deveríamos dançar. ""Tudo aquilo que é realmente nosso, nunca se vai para sempre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-3625884273849078997?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3625884273849078997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=3625884273849078997' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3625884273849078997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/3625884273849078997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>*mei*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00448747520298310637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SI26AhklIpI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VhXUTWwF-o4/s72-c/1471097-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-385304675655311060</id><published>2008-07-25T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:22:55.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIn9oeBqUvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aqTmeZMX4bo/s1600-h/7283060-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226987714236797682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIn9oeBqUvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aqTmeZMX4bo/s400/7283060-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chegará um dia em que ninguém terá mais vergonha de dizer o que sente. Chegará um dia em que os sintomas emocionais e dores da alma, serão respeitados como qualquer sintoma físico, ou até mais que eles. Chegará um dia em que uma tristeza que não quer terminar, será encarada tão naturalmente como aquela enxaqueca insuportável. Chegará um dia em que aquela crise de ansiedade ou até de pânico, será tratada como aquela azia ou queimação, com aquele remedinho como um anti-ácido, que traz alívio sem deixar preocupação. Chegará um dia em que aquele pensamento incontrolável, quase uma obsessão será facilmente reconhecido como acima do normal, e se buscará tratamento mas sem medo de ficar maluco. Chegará um dia em que aquela exaltação do humor será apenas um sinal bem claro dizendo que alguns ajustes precisam ser feitos naquela química oscilante do nosso temperamento. Chegará um dia em que qualquer um que perca o rumo de seus pensamentos e idéias será especialmente ajudado por todos para fazê-lo sentir-se normal e valorizado como qualquer um e integrado seja onde quer que ele conviva. Chegará um dia em que aquela depressão, já velha conhecida, terá seu tempo certo de ir embora, aquela sensação de fim de vida, não causará mais medo de ser eterna ou incerta, e logo virá a tranquilidade de mais alguns meses de sossego sem ela. Chegará um dia que se contará a qualquer um que se está usando anti-depressivos ou outro medicamento, com a certeza e convicção que daqui a pouco tudo estará melhor. Chegará um dia em que dizer “sua cabeça não está boa” será como dizer sua pele está ressecada ou seus olhos estão avermelhados. Chegará um dia em que o psiquiatra será como o velho médico clínico geral amigo da família, em que não se hesita em se ligar para tirar uma dúvida ou indicar para o vizinho e amigo que precisa, sem o menor ou qualquer embaraço. Chegará um dia em que o psicólogo será como aquele padre, pastor ou conselheiro espiritual, que lhe acolhe sempre, com as sábias palavras que você precisa ouvir naquela hora, te levando o auto conhecimento, mas com o afeto essencial de qualquer relação. Chegará um dia que reconheceremos e saberemos usar a força e poder do nosso pensamento. Chegará um dia em que a saúde mental será reconhecida como a porta de entrada para a saúde física, espiritual e emocional, e que o comportamento e a convivência de muita gente ou de todo mundo poderá e será melhor. Chegará um dia em que entenderemos melhor a nós mesmos, nossas reações, nossas atitudes, nossas teimosias, nossos sentimentos, nossas inseguranças, nosso comportamento. Chegará um dia. Esse dia é hoje. Esse dia é agora. Esse dia já chegou pra muita gente. Basta você acreditar, abrir seus olhos, sua mente, deixar sair o que ficou para trás e deixar entrar a liberdade de cuidar de si, das suas emoções, sem medo de ser feliz ou de não ser, mesmo que por um momento apenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-385304675655311060?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/385304675655311060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=385304675655311060' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/385304675655311060'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-4348043982371708821</id><published>2008-07-23T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:13:10.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicado pra Jor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIcf81JXn9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/M3RSeXsc3kY/s1600-h/Page001_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226181022505738194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIcf81JXn9I/AAAAAAAAAWg/M3RSeXsc3kY/s400/Page001_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Todos nós temos temos problemas, e claro que minha amiga Jor tb!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mas a forma que ela conduz, é incomparável!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jor!!! amo demais vc!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;beijinhosssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-4348043982371708821?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4348043982371708821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=4348043982371708821' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4242710535211701067.post-7501640204653381851</id><published>2008-07-21T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:22:06.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIVDdb6InpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ZU5LPqAVgQs/s1600-h/6573144-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225657115620187794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIVDdb6InpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ZU5LPqAVgQs/s400/6573144-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://amizadeverdadeira-amizade.blogspot.com/2007/08/mensagem-de-madre-tereza-de-calcut.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensagem De Madre Tereza De Calcutá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenha sempre presente, que a pele se enruga,o cabelo embranquece, os dias convertem-se em anos ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas o que importa, não muda: a sua força e convicção não tem idade;enquanto você está viva, sinta-se viva.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O espírito é como qualquer teia de aranha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrás de cada linha de chegada, há uma partida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrás de cada conquista, vem um novo desafio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se sente saudades do que fazia, volta a fazê-lo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não viva de fotografias amarelecidas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Continue, quando todos esperam que desista.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não deixe que enferruje o ferro que existe em você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça com que em vez de pena, lhe tenham respeito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir correr atrás dos anos, trote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir trotar, caminhe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir caminhar, use uma bengala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nunca se detenha."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Tenha sempre presente, que a pele se enruga,o cabelo embranquece, os dias convertem-se em anos ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas o que importa, não muda: a sua força e convicção não tem idade;enquanto você está viva, sinta-se viva.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O espírito é como qualquer teia de aranha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrás de cada linha de chegada, há uma partida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrás de cada conquista, vem um novo desafio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se sente saudades do que fazia, volta a fazê-lo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não viva de fotografias amarelecidas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Continue, quando todos esperam que desista.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não deixe que enferruje o ferro que existe em você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça com que em vez de pena, lhe tenham respeito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir correr atrás dos anos, trote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir trotar, caminhe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando não conseguir caminhar, use uma bengala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nunca se detenha."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-7501640204653381851?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Teu exagera ou exclui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sê todo em cada coisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Põe quanto és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;No mínimo que fazes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Assim em cada lago a lua toda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Brilha, porque alta vive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ricardo Reis (heterônimo de Fernando Pessoa) - 14/2/1933&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-6551681468245276117?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6551681468245276117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=6551681468245276117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/6551681468245276117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIUmh-IhlWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5cdRB55qdZ4/s1600-h/w+2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225625307689620834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg28gpZ0gAc/SIUmh-IhlWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5cdRB55qdZ4/s400/w+2059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Amor, quantos caminhos até chegar a um beijo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;que solidão errante até tua companhia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Seguem os trens sozinhos rodando com a chuva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Em taltal não amanhece ainda a primavera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Mas tu e eu, amor meu, estamos juntos, juntos desde a roupa às raízes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;juntos de outono, de água, de quadris, até ser só tu, só eu juntos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Pensar que custou tantas pedras que leva o rio, a desembocadura da água de Boroa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pensar que separados por trens e nações tu e eu tínhamos que simplesmente amar-nos com todos confundidos, com homens e mulheres, com a terra que implanta e educa cravos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4242710535211701067-2197827361886975997?l=soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soparadocesamigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2197827361886975997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4242710535211701067&amp;postID=2197827361886975997' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2197827361886975997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4242710535211701067/posts/default/2197827361886975997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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