<?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-9522891</id><updated>2011-11-27T21:46:03.488-02:00</updated><category term='Fernanda Lima*'/><category term='Ms. Kattie em mais um capítulo da vida...'/><title type='text'>Meus sentimentos .... minha VIDA.</title><subtitle type='html'>Criei este espaço para 
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style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É que tenho mais saudade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando olhávamos juntos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na mesma direção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aonde está você agora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Além de aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dentro de mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agimos certo sem querer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi só o tempo que errou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai ser difícil sem você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque você está comigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new 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novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu vou voltar pra ter mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;É algo que está fora de nossas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Algo que nunca vamos entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;É uma lei secreta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A maçã cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O destino chama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sigo você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Como um peão no tabuleiro eterno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Que nunca está certo sobre em que direção vai sermovido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sigo andando cegamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;E o paraíso está em minha frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O seu paraíso me chama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;E quando eu chego ele se foi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O rio corre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O homem sábio conhece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br 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da história&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sigo você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu anseio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Estou queimando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sinto os moinhos do amor girando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Como uma mariposa na luz brilhante do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu vou ser queimado cada uma de todas as noites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Estou morrendo para isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O sol vai brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;No ponto principal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sigo você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;O sol vai brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;No ponto principal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eu sigo você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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vocês podem voar&lt;br /&gt;Por aí...... bem longe&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a vida é injusta e você sabe é claro&lt;br /&gt;entender&lt;br /&gt;Ei Deus Sei que sou só um ponto neste mundo&lt;br /&gt;Você se esqueceu de mim?&lt;br /&gt;O que quer que a vida traga&lt;br /&gt;Tenho sido paciente com tudo e agora,&lt;br /&gt;caio de joelhos de novo&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que devo ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Embora eu me fira eu devo ser forte&lt;br /&gt;Porque dentro de mim eu sei que muitos pensam desse&lt;br /&gt;jeito&lt;br /&gt;Será que estou escondido nas sombras?&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça da dor e esqueça das tristezas&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que devo ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Embora eu me fira eu devo ser forte&lt;br /&gt;Porque dentro de mim eu sei que muitos pensam desse&lt;br /&gt;jeito&lt;br /&gt;Crianças não parem de dançar&lt;br /&gt;Acredite! vocês podem voar Por aí...... bem longe&lt;br /&gt;Será que estou escondido nas sombras?&lt;br /&gt;Será que estamos escondidos nas sombras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Algo Grande, que marque que supere que inveje e que mostre o verdadeiro caminho da felicidade para que possamos de mãos dadas pisar sobre ele e sorrir a cada metro percorrido, ser feliz , ser completo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;( Fernanda Lima)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Vim de onde a luz não brilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;onde o sol não aparece, nao esquenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;de onde o frio queima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;de onde não há luar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fiz trilhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;percorri atalhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;lutei com monstros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;só pra te encontar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;minha ferida ainda sangra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;vermelho vinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;e a agulha ainda emenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;os cortes feito por espinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;No escuro dessa floresta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;onde as arvores vivas pensam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;as raizes armam emboscadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;e as corujam cantam sombrio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;O medo já não me abala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;apenas os cortes me encomodam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;mas não me mata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;pois minha mente quer a recompensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Exausta e pálida eu me encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mas de longe tonta eu vejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;e eis que um clarão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;surge você da escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me jogo em seus pés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;E te sinto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Logo recupero meus sentidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;você me beija &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Em seguida se fecham as feridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;e em seguida me transporto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;me vejo em uma paisagem linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Agora minha pele queima , mas não de frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fernanda Lima*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script 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transporto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para ver e sentir de perto o brilho delas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com você junto a mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me sinto voar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;olho para seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e vejo meu reflexo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alguém com duas enormes asas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num segundo te beijo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sinto que estou viva &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu sangue corre quente nas veias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;transbordam amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando estamos juntos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nos tornamos imbatíveis , inabaláveis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quando te abraço &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinto que só você é capaz de fazer meu mundo girar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seguro tua mão &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e me transporto pra dentro de você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto até o seu coração bater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tenho vontade de voltar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não vá embora &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois se você me deixar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voltarei ao preto e branco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voltarei ao túmulo de onde eu vim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde as folhas são secas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E onde a brisa é fria &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E onde não há luz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lYLYIoyJwVw/RdEeY-FM_yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/DJux6kWwIvI/s400/bagun%C3%A7a+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Não meça meus sentimentos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nem tente compará-los a nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deles sei eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A incerteza me fere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas não me mata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As dúvidas me açoitam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas não deixam cicatrizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me fale de nuvens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eu sou sol e lua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não exija prazos e datas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sou eterna e atemporal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não imponha condições,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sou absolutamente incondicional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não espere explicações, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não as tenho, apenas aconteço, sem hora, local ou ordem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vivo em cada molécula, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sou toda e sou única.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho milhões de definições, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todas certas e imperfeitas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em motivações pessoais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todas corretas, todas erradas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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( e olha q isso é difícil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que o café da manhã é a principal refeição do dia,etre a última refeição do dia e a primeira (desjejum), há um longo período de jejum. Isso significa que o organismo, depois de esgotada a principal fonte de energia, a glicose, passa a utilizar o glicogênio estocado, principalmente, no fígado. Durante o sono, o organismo continua trabalhando, em um ritmo menor, mas ele mantém as funções básicas como respirar, o funcionamento cardíaco, circulação, entre outros. Todas essas funções precisam de energia para serem realizadas. Por isso é necessário um bom café da manhã , entende-se que um bom café da manhã seja composto por coisas leves e nutritivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí a gente come aquele mamãozinho com aquelas torradas e um café comaquele adoçante horrível, só pra manter o peso e mesmo assim parece que o msmo não nos deixa em paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrepente ao ler páginas de entretenimento a gente descobre que é possível sentir inveja nervosa ( aquela que faz a gente comer . (( na verdade inveja nervosa não existe a gente que apelida pra não se sentir tão culpada)) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda não deu pra entender o por que da inveja né???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australiana - Natural de Melbourne, Austrália, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Catherine Elise Blanchett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;( essa da foto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e maio de 1969 - e não em 1º de janeiro, como escreveu há algum tempo a imprensa nova-iorquina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breakfast - Cate é apaixonada por ovos mexidos no café da manhã. De preferência, com refrigerante diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; Isso basta pra desanimar qualquer um!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dá pra entender???? Ovos com refrigerante.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é de dar inveja !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijinhos fofos , &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(((( não me levem a sério em tudo , uhauhauahauah ))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/443/697/320/246153/pRaIa%20dE%20GeRib%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hoje como outro dia qualquer foi um dia cheio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Cheio de buracos vazios e negros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;cheio de inesperadas situações &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;cheio de dúvidas , suspeitas e preocupações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Dúvidas que ainda ninguém soube me esclarecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;isso por que quase ninguém sabe me entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;alguns apenas fingem saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;a verdade é que nem eu sei por que!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Esqueço então&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;vamos brindar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;a vida é a melhor coisa que há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;isso para quem sabe aproveitar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Vazio, suspeitas, duvidas e preocupações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;onde me levará?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;a condenação talvés &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;ou a uma sentenciação de vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Por isso que me apego ao tal esquecimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;para fazer de minha vida alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;respeitando meus momentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; L&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&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:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ainda não entendi por que escrevi isso.... alguém entende?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;rsrsr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_32sQ1KogDI8/SlpfJnMXPlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/1R8E67jNvLw/S220/ieu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9522891.post-116644871569250588</id><published>2006-12-18T11:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:44:01.630-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainha das Flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/443/697/1600/662751/vermelho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/443/697/320/77778/vermelho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flores.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Amarelas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;vermelhas&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;brancas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;violetas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cores que colorem nossa vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;que constroem esperança &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sem as cores quão feio seria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Viver de preto e branco ninguém aguentaria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;De pétalas macias, rígidas, asperas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;assim como nossa vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;repleta de momentos bons e ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bem-me-quer , mau-me-quer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;como saber?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cada uma com seu próprio perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Doce, seco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Capazes de perfumar a vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;de trazer paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Para quem precisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;para quem busca....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perto delas, sinto-me como a rainha das flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sustentada por uma haste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cercada por espinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mas nenhum deles conseguem me ferir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nenhum deles conseguem maltratar a beleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;beleza que há em viver , em amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gosto de me sentir rainha delas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pois enquanto rainha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Meus espinhos não me ferem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;consigo suporta-los sem dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Consigo ser feliz apesar de tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Faço de minha vida, flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;respeitando meus momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;suportando espinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;respirando paz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vivendo apesar das dificuldades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pois ao me sentir flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tento passar minhas qualidades internas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Assim como elas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alegrando quem em minha volta está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lembrando que a vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;foi feita para ser vivida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bom, espero que gostem , acabei de criar, dá para perceber meu profundo amor pelas flores , pela natureza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;espero que tenham um ótimo dia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;beijinhos fofos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernanda Lima*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Mal posso namorar dignamente!! é mole?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estava com saudade dessa minha mansão onde deposito minhas idéias e compartilho meus sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom , como já perceberam , estou compartilhando o Blog com uma pessoa muito querida e extremamente maravilhosa, A surpreendente Miss Kattie, uma pessoa de confiança que merece todo o crédito e respeito! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que tem me incentivado a continuar firme aqui , expondo meus sentimentos, minhas loucuras.... Kattie ,oOoBrRiGgAdDaA!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Espero poder ser redimida dessa minha ausência egoista!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Preparei algo para postar aqui , algo que serve para Você, Eu, Nós! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;espero que gostem :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEGREDO DA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou contar um segredo....que a mim confiaram... mas é um segredo que pode ser contado... é o Segredo da Vida !!!&lt;br /&gt;Vamos lá?!! Preste bem atenção...não perca nenhum detalhe tá??? !!!&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;"Todos os dias, quando você acorda e abre os olhos pela manhã, você ganha o maior de todos os prêmios já&lt;br /&gt;oferecido ao ser humano, você novamente inicia um novo dia. Muitos não têm mais essa oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos viver esse dia que se inicia com toda intensidade e otimismo.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos iniciá-lo sorrindo.&lt;br /&gt;Mire-se no espelho e dê um belo" Boooommm Diaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;"À pessoa mais importante desse universo, vcê ! Se você não se amar, não será capaz de amar ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não se ajudar, não poderá ajudar ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa com auto-estima baixa, em que poderá contribuir?&lt;br /&gt;Dois sacos vazios não param em pé. Dê um forte abraço em você mesmo. Você é único no universo. Repare! Você está vivo, venceu mais um dia! 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Só preciso de alguém&lt;br /&gt;* que viva por mim, que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando.&lt;br /&gt;Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo, quero apenas que me ame,&lt;br /&gt;* não me importando com que intensidade.&lt;br /&gt;* Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto, gostem de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra  mim é saber que eu, em algum momento,&lt;br /&gt; fui insubstituível...&lt;br /&gt;E que  esse momento será inesquecível...&lt;br /&gt;Só quero que meu sentimento seja valorizado.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sempre poder ter um sorriso estampando em meu rosto, mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre...&lt;br /&gt;E que esse meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz para os que estiverem ao meu redor.&lt;br /&gt; Quero poder fechar meus olhos e imaginar alguém...&lt;br /&gt;e poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos,&lt;br /&gt; que faço falta quando não estou por perto.&lt;br /&gt;* Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas renúncias e loucuras,&lt;br /&gt;* alguém me valoriza pelo que sou, não pelo que tenho...&lt;br /&gt;Que me veja como um ser humano completo,&lt;br /&gt;que abusa demais dos bons sentimentos que a vida lhe proporciona,&lt;br /&gt;que dê valor ao que realmente importa, que é meu sentimento... e não brinque com ele.&lt;br /&gt;E que esse alguém me peça para que eu nunca mude, para que eu nunca cresça,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu seja sempre eu mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero brigar com o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas se um dia isso acontecer, quero ter forças suficientes para mostrar a ele que o amor existe...&lt;br /&gt;Que ele é superior ao ódio e ao rancor, e que não existe vitória sem humildade e paz.&lt;br /&gt;Quero poder acreditar que mesmo se hoje eu fracassar, amanhã será outro dia,&lt;br /&gt; e se eu não desistir dos meus sonhos e propósitos,&lt;br /&gt;talvez obterei êxito e serei plenamente feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu nunca deixe minha esperança ser abalada por palavras pessimistas...&lt;br /&gt;Que a esperança nunca me pareça um "não" que a gente teima em maquiá-lo de verde e entendê-lo como sim&lt;br /&gt;Quero poder ter a liberdade de dizer o que sinto a uma pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;de poder dizer a alguém o quanto ele é especial e importante pra mim,&lt;br /&gt;sem ter de me preocupar com terceiros...&lt;br /&gt;Sem correr o risco de ferir uma ou mais pessoas com esse sentimento.&lt;br /&gt; Quero, um dia, poder dizer às pessoas que nada foi em vão...&lt;br /&gt;que o amor existe, que vale a pena se doar às amizades a às pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;que a vida é bela sim, e que eu sempre dei o melhor de mim...&lt;br /&gt;e que valeu a pena!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTE É UM LINDO TEXTO ESCRITO PELO GRANDE MÁRIO QUINTANA, É UM BELÍSSIMO TEXTO QUE C ADA VEZ QUE LEMOS ENCONTRAMOS GRANDES SIGNIFICADOS , LEIAM MAIS DE UMA VEZ E IRÁ RECEBER GRANDES LIÇÕES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FERNANDA LIMA / BRASIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minha noite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que me traz inspiração, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que aquece o meu coração,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu que vivo na solidão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;noite minha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;podes me escutar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aí de onde está,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;escute meu clamor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que faço com tanto ardor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;noite , noite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te quero de volta, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem mágua nem revolta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te quero sorrindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para mim reluzindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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