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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471605715949877330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8MaKoweFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/KIvEoejOEEQ/s320/289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você é um sonho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu sonho com você,&lt;br /&gt;não quero acordar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois que eu acordo,&lt;br /&gt;continuo sonhando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Valquiria Cordeiro)&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/490042530124879513-8740755846575207666?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8740755846575207666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/voce-e-um-sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8740755846575207666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8740755846575207666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/voce-e-um-sonho.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8MaKoweFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/KIvEoejOEEQ/s72-c/289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5691432131915585502</id><published>2010-05-15T17:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:58:32.204-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8K8BAcvvI/AAAAAAAAAcM/CyWgwEG0nzo/s1600/sznha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471604098457190130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8K8BAcvvI/AAAAAAAAAcM/CyWgwEG0nzo/s320/sznha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É impossível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquecer-me sem teu&lt;br /&gt;carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Alegrar-me sem teu&lt;br /&gt;sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;E viver sem teu&lt;br /&gt;amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ana B. Nascimento)&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/490042530124879513-5691432131915585502?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5691432131915585502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-impossivel-aquecer-me-sem-teu-carinho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5691432131915585502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5691432131915585502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-impossivel-aquecer-me-sem-teu-carinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8K8BAcvvI/AAAAAAAAAcM/CyWgwEG0nzo/s72-c/sznha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5715332129656419373</id><published>2010-05-15T17:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:55:33.284-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmen Cecília'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8KPMFMCwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/l8a47erpLdI/s1600/698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471603328335743746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S-8KPMFMCwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/l8a47erpLdI/s320/698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Venha Devagar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe que eu entre&lt;br /&gt;para um passeio em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;amorosamente mansa...&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me fugir para dentro dos teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Percorrendo os labirintos do seu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe que qualquer angústia atinja o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Venha devagar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veja cada vinco do meu rosto é onde&lt;br /&gt;o caminho da angústia se deteve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha devagar...&lt;br /&gt;Pouco a pouco, aloja em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Não faça que o passado se torne permanente&lt;br /&gt;Toma em suas mãos o meu voo...&lt;br /&gt;me traga o sonho...&lt;br /&gt;Um castelo de areia, é tudo quanto quero&lt;br /&gt;para acostar o meu barco de papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas venha...venha devagar...&lt;br /&gt;e me faça sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ignez Sparapanni)&lt;/strong&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457374207453574754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S7x87WGmNmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_jFwYGlUk3M/s320/atgaaaatdy1fcfi27oowikb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se você me perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;Eu prometo, não invadir,&lt;br /&gt;mais os teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e nem tomar conta dos&lt;br /&gt;teus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Serei apenas aquela brisa,&lt;br /&gt;que irá acariciar o teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;para instigar os teus sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valquiria Cordeiro&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/490042530124879513-7251808803010088796?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7251808803010088796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-voce-me-perdoar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7251808803010088796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7251808803010088796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-voce-me-perdoar.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S7x87WGmNmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_jFwYGlUk3M/s72-c/atgaaaatdy1fcfi27oowikb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2546764803848494140</id><published>2010-03-20T15:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:20:45.939-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S6URuRlppYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4hFQtTMY-x0/s1600-h/-00f7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450782410694829442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S6URuRlppYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4hFQtTMY-x0/s320/-00f7f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Em algum lugar destas terras, há um doce olhar só&lt;br /&gt;para você...Um olhar especial, de alguém especial de distantes&lt;br /&gt;origens...Um olhar de um justo coração que pulsa só a vida,&lt;br /&gt;que sorri porque ama plenamente sem julgamentos, preconceitos,&lt;br /&gt;nem distinções.Hoje, como ontem, longe desses céus, há um&lt;br /&gt;encantado olhar só para você...e nesse olhar vai para você a&lt;br /&gt;magia da luz, a simplicidade do perdão, a força para comungar&lt;br /&gt;uma vida.Hoje, de algum lugar dentro de você, alguém que já o&lt;br /&gt;amou muito,e ainda o ama, diz para você que valeu a pena ter&lt;br /&gt;estado nestas terras, sob estes céus, falando de paz, união,&lt;br /&gt;amor, perdão. Poder sentir a força que faz você sorrir e continuar&lt;br /&gt;o caminho...que um dia aquele doce olhar iniciou para você.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, só para você saber que a vida continua...E que a&lt;br /&gt;morte, é uma viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Te amo papai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/490042530124879513-2546764803848494140?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2546764803848494140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/03/em-algum-lugar-destas-terras-ha-um-doce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2546764803848494140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2546764803848494140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/03/em-algum-lugar-destas-terras-ha-um-doce.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S6URuRlppYI/AAAAAAAAAbc/4hFQtTMY-x0/s72-c/-00f7f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8637903308080231901</id><published>2010-02-26T21:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:38:24.718-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alê.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hpYYi0zCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/DaDcAXfnTgw/s1600-h/245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442716017303538722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hpYYi0zCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/DaDcAXfnTgw/s320/245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por um segundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por entre as estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando,&lt;br /&gt;que talvez surjas de repente;&lt;br /&gt;e me abraces só um pouquinho...&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo assim,&lt;br /&gt;eu seria a mulher mais feliz do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Me daria por satisfeita&lt;br /&gt;em sentir seus braços ao meu redor...&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que fosse por um segundo!&lt;br /&gt;Um segundo,&lt;br /&gt;que eu saberia tranformar numa eternidade...&lt;br /&gt;Chego a sentir seu calor...&lt;br /&gt;seu cheiro... ah... com é doce essa sensação...&lt;br /&gt;Permito-me ficar assim por alguns instantes&lt;br /&gt;que para mim são como uma eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração bate descompassado.&lt;br /&gt;Meus pensamentos?&lt;br /&gt;ah, esses já não me pertencem mais;&lt;br /&gt;misturam-se ao seus.&lt;br /&gt;As batidas aceleradas de meu coração&lt;br /&gt;me despertam desse sonho,&lt;br /&gt;fazendo-me voltar a realidade&lt;br /&gt;onde tudo é tão frio.&lt;br /&gt;Mas estive em seus braços por um segundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Alê Alcântara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(para o meu amor...)&lt;/span&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/490042530124879513-8637903308080231901?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8637903308080231901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-um-segundo-por-entre-as-estrelas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8637903308080231901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8637903308080231901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-um-segundo-por-entre-as-estrelas.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hpYYi0zCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/DaDcAXfnTgw/s72-c/245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3218565597634416704</id><published>2010-02-26T21:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:22:29.371-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valquíria Cordeiro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hlusFentI/AAAAAAAAAaw/W8D3_xQ39dI/s1600-h/%40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442712002459770578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hlusFentI/AAAAAAAAAaw/W8D3_xQ39dI/s320/%40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um motivo pra te amar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu poderia citar&lt;br /&gt;vários motivos&lt;br /&gt;pra não te amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas seria perca&lt;br /&gt;de tempo visto&lt;br /&gt;que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;e ponto final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então citarei&lt;br /&gt;um dos motivos&lt;br /&gt;de porque te amo&lt;br /&gt;e direi assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;porque você&lt;br /&gt;faz parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Valquíria Cordeiro)&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/490042530124879513-3218565597634416704?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3218565597634416704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-motivo-pra-te-amar-eu-poderia-citar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3218565597634416704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3218565597634416704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-motivo-pra-te-amar-eu-poderia-citar.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S4hlusFentI/AAAAAAAAAaw/W8D3_xQ39dI/s72-c/%40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-1249062466760997371</id><published>2010-02-18T15:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:33:35.712-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adriano Hungaro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3155RfvbrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gmjpC3hq_io/s1600-h/14444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439637949789466290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3155RfvbrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gmjpC3hq_io/s320/14444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Um dia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Um dia daqueles mais que especiais&lt;br /&gt;Sempre no melhor estilo&lt;br /&gt;Sempre do melhor jeito...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia de sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;E que sejam sorrisos lindos&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos cheios de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cheios de paz e de brilho!!&lt;br /&gt;Um dia de amores e paixões&lt;br /&gt;Dessas que fazer bater&lt;br /&gt;Descompassadamente o coração&lt;br /&gt;Preenchendo-o de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Então que seja sempre&lt;br /&gt;Um dia especial&lt;br /&gt;Um dia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;No seu melhor estilo&lt;br /&gt;Do seu jeito!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¬Adriano Hungaro¬&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/490042530124879513-1249062466760997371?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1249062466760997371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia-perfeito-um-dia-daqueles-mais.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1249062466760997371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1249062466760997371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia-perfeito-um-dia-daqueles-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3155RfvbrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gmjpC3hq_io/s72-c/14444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-640686462239757671</id><published>2010-02-18T14:45:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:57:44.029-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S31xZVQdEhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6a1RJZlxhOQ/s1600-h/366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439628604950254098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S31xZVQdEhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6a1RJZlxhOQ/s320/366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Uma das coisas mais importantes que possuímos&lt;br /&gt;é o dia de hoje,mesmo que ele esteja esprimido&lt;br /&gt;entre o dia de ontem e o de amanhã&lt;br /&gt;merece nossa total prioridade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se neste seu aniversário,&lt;br /&gt;que você pode ser feliz hoje,&lt;br /&gt;que nunca pode parar de perseguir&lt;br /&gt;a felicidade e a paz de coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não esqueça de que o amanhã não chegou&lt;br /&gt;e já é muito tarde para ser feliz ontem,&lt;br /&gt;então levante a cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;mostre um grande sorriso de confiança&lt;br /&gt;e otimismo... e diga&lt;br /&gt;para dentro do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;que você é capaz&lt;br /&gt;de realizar grandes projetos em sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu torço muito para que você encontre seu caminho&lt;br /&gt;e que continue buscando incessantemente&lt;br /&gt;a sabedoria e sua harmonia interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que possa ter serenidade,&lt;br /&gt;para vencer os problemas e dificuldades&lt;br /&gt;e paciência para obter as respostas que procura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi para ser feliz que Deus te colocou neste mundo,&lt;br /&gt;acredite, que toda sua vida é obra dele&lt;br /&gt;e que a vida só vale a pena,&lt;br /&gt;quando estamos rodeados de pessoas tão especiais...&lt;br /&gt;como você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De coração tenha um feliz aniversário...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Recebí da Katusha... em emocionei...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada vida linda. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-640686462239757671?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/640686462239757671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/uma-das-coisas-mais-importantes-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/640686462239757671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/640686462239757671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/uma-das-coisas-mais-importantes-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S31xZVQdEhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6a1RJZlxhOQ/s72-c/366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7808132452841607810</id><published>2010-02-12T21:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:59:19.256-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.Ramalho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3XrRZSXYOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Sk-7i05wy7c/s1600-h/279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437510809197961442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3XrRZSXYOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Sk-7i05wy7c/s320/279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sei não...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei não... nesse inverno&lt;br /&gt;vi Deus usando botas e esporas por ai...&lt;br /&gt;achei estranho&lt;br /&gt;mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;melhor confiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;(J.Ramalho)&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/490042530124879513-7808132452841607810?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7808132452841607810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/sei-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7808132452841607810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7808132452841607810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/02/sei-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S3XrRZSXYOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Sk-7i05wy7c/s72-c/279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8362497660719610308</id><published>2010-01-09T18:50:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:11:18.176-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lilian Dalledone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jw687kwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/k9rZAvjEioA/s1600-h/lilya%252Bcorneli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424850646746841202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jw687kwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/k9rZAvjEioA/s320/lilya%252Bcorneli2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jvryk076I/AAAAAAAAAYg/KPsAU3GrH-I/s1600-h/573439Isa_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Não saio muito bem&lt;br /&gt;em fotografias.&lt;br /&gt;Porque meu melhor lado&lt;br /&gt;a foto não pega.&lt;br /&gt;Não me faz bela&lt;br /&gt;ou me faz jus.&lt;br /&gt;Porque meu melhor lado&lt;br /&gt;não é o esquerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Não é o direito.&lt;br /&gt;É o de dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Lilian Dalledone)&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/490042530124879513-8362497660719610308?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8362497660719610308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/nao-saio-muito-bem-em-fotografias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8362497660719610308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8362497660719610308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/nao-saio-muito-bem-em-fotografias.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jw687kwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/k9rZAvjEioA/s72-c/lilya%252Bcorneli2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8483952135928153138</id><published>2010-01-09T18:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:50:15.091-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tarso Mendes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sitedepoesias.com.br/imagens/poemas/23968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sitedepoesias.com.br/imagens/poemas/23968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Outro plano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;te mostro&lt;br /&gt;você parece não ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;te chamo&lt;br /&gt;você parece não ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;te toco&lt;br /&gt;você parece não sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;mas você parece estar em outro plano&lt;br /&gt;onde não existo para você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tarso Mendes)&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/490042530124879513-8483952135928153138?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8483952135928153138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/outro-plano-eu-te-amo-te-mostro-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8483952135928153138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8483952135928153138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/outro-plano-eu-te-amo-te-mostro-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-561402813376963680</id><published>2010-01-09T18:36:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:41:43.255-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mell Gliter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jp7QbdqsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/whJwBrP6xcE/s1600-h/449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424842955399473858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jp7QbdqsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/whJwBrP6xcE/s320/449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALANDO DE AMOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que seja a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;a me habitar&lt;br /&gt;as saudades a me sufocar&lt;br /&gt;as lágrimas a me afogar&lt;br /&gt;Seja como for&lt;br /&gt;ainda assim&lt;br /&gt;irei falar de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mell Glitter&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/490042530124879513-561402813376963680?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/561402813376963680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/falando-de-amor-ainda-que-seja-tristeza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/561402813376963680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/561402813376963680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/falando-de-amor-ainda-que-seja-tristeza.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jp7QbdqsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/whJwBrP6xcE/s72-c/449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8796483693444465926</id><published>2010-01-09T18:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:36:18.230-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renata Mangeon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jon0nJXCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MIOTgzfqoic/s1600-h/1-1B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424841522003139618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jon0nJXCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MIOTgzfqoic/s320/1-1B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vem comigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo...&lt;br /&gt;sentir o calor do sol,&lt;br /&gt;ou o cair da chuva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Ver o brilho das&lt;br /&gt;estrelas e da lua&lt;br /&gt;no céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Amar o mar e&lt;br /&gt;sentir as ondas&lt;br /&gt;em nosso corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe ao meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;e eu prometo;segurar&lt;br /&gt;sua mão com a ternura&lt;br /&gt;de todo o meu Amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Renata Mangeon)&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/490042530124879513-8796483693444465926?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8796483693444465926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/vem-comigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8796483693444465926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8796483693444465926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/vem-comigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jon0nJXCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MIOTgzfqoic/s72-c/1-1B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2249807557663420794</id><published>2010-01-09T18:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:30:15.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:616d9029-6224-428b-b14a-dc39e02a8b11" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="8a160279-478d-4ec5-bbe8-78c99d5a4676" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DpZh8JFfnfU" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jnVXgfiJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0dvww5VGWQc/video7d4dee8262f1%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('8a160279-478d-4ec5-bbe8-78c99d5a4676'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/DpZh8JFfnfU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/DpZh8JFfnfU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Ainda desperta na madruga….    &lt;br /&gt;perco-me em pensamentos.    &lt;br /&gt;Foi real nosso amor?    &lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir sua respiração    &lt;br /&gt;ouvir oo ritimo do seu coração…    &lt;br /&gt;mas você não está aqui!    &lt;br /&gt;Foi real??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Alê Alcântara)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-2249807557663420794?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2249807557663420794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ainda-desperta-na-madruga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2249807557663420794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2249807557663420794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ainda-desperta-na-madruga.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jnVXgfiJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/0dvww5VGWQc/s72-c/video7d4dee8262f1%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6738409883447126505</id><published>2010-01-09T17:51:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:31:20.909-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alê.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jfffiCnwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LVOsUPOQeUk/s1600-h/397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831483300978434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jfffiCnwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LVOsUPOQeUk/s320/397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Que neste ano que se inicia... possamos abrir nossos corações um pouco mais, e observar que tudo o que nos cerca é importante. Que possamos receber, e também dar,o carinho... o amor.... a paz... que todo ser humano necessita para se realizar. Que a mágoa que sentimos... possa se despedir de nossa alma, e dar lugar à bons sentimentos. Que possamos receber as boas energias de amor e bem querer, que nos presenteiam aqueles que nos amam... pois, essas sim se tornam eternas, fazendo nossas vidas terem um brilho único.... imcomparável. Que nosso "Novo Ano" seja simplesmente abençoado pelo Pai Maior! Obrigada por estarem à meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Alê Alcântara)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano novo!!&lt;br /&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/490042530124879513-6738409883447126505?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6738409883447126505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/que-neste-ano-que-se-inicia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6738409883447126505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6738409883447126505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/que-neste-ano-que-se-inicia.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S0jfffiCnwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LVOsUPOQeUk/s72-c/397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5948755225340770545</id><published>2009-12-23T14:13:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:24:35.549-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ignez Sparapanni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SzJC4AUR-II/AAAAAAAAAXk/FbclK6RHVWY/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418466831605299330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SzJC4AUR-II/AAAAAAAAAXk/FbclK6RHVWY/s320/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alessândra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia&lt;br /&gt;alguns sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;felicitaram e&lt;br /&gt;justificaram a claridade,&lt;br /&gt;muitos abraços configuraram&lt;br /&gt;um doce afeto da humanidade,&lt;br /&gt;muita alegria&lt;br /&gt;contagiou&lt;br /&gt;e transformou tonalidade,&lt;br /&gt;de algumas horas&lt;br /&gt;que eram sorrisos que eram abraços&lt;br /&gt;que eram presentes...&lt;br /&gt;nos mesmos traços.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia&lt;br /&gt;você notou&lt;br /&gt;que existiram&lt;br /&gt;alguns sorrisos,&lt;br /&gt;você sorriu&lt;br /&gt;porque gostou de alguns abraços&lt;br /&gt;que conseguiu&lt;br /&gt;e recebeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então saia dessa quietude e venha me abraçar...&lt;br /&gt;amo-te&lt;br /&gt;Dedico a você amiga Alessândra de Alcântara&lt;br /&gt;Ignez Sparapanni/Ig&lt;br /&gt;codigo de texto&lt;br /&gt;T1990201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É a primeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; vez que alguém escreve algo para mim. :)&lt;br /&gt;E eu Amo tanto essa menina... pelo seu caráter... sensibilidade e carisma. Quero dizer que fiquei muito, mas muito feliz com esse carinho... que sei, é sincero!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Ig... sabes o quanto te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Beijo nessa alma linda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alê.&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/490042530124879513-5948755225340770545?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5948755225340770545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/alessandra-um-dia-alguns-sorrisos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5948755225340770545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5948755225340770545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/alessandra-um-dia-alguns-sorrisos.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SzJC4AUR-II/AAAAAAAAAXk/FbclK6RHVWY/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-9040291617180653513</id><published>2009-12-20T16:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:54:59.961-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;   &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:6f0f63c7-d5d8-4449-b6ce-d7cd9793f271" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="43bc980e-5497-4d7d-b74c-800f2907e343" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1XEnjqX7v8" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sy5zAvQ-W3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/htJGt8_XiVE/videoc5825973e002%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('43bc980e-5497-4d7d-b74c-800f2907e343'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;405\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;338\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/W1XEnjqX7v8&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/W1XEnjqX7v8&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416986208159629762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sy0AQYKLgcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lMFc9aJENsE/s320/157887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sede &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vestirei a fantasia que quiser&lt;br /&gt;serei princesa, bruxa, guerreira, feiticeira...&lt;br /&gt;mas não deixarei escapar o que me faz quem sou&lt;br /&gt;amarei como sempre&lt;br /&gt;pintarei os dias com cores, das mais alegres&lt;br /&gt;buscarei sempre os caminhos dos sorrisos e dos abraços&lt;br /&gt;a vida corre com sede&lt;br /&gt;e eu com ela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(J.Ramalho)&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/490042530124879513-6926336792949818130?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6926336792949818130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/sede-vestirei-fantasia-que-quiser-serei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6926336792949818130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6926336792949818130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/sede-vestirei-fantasia-que-quiser-serei.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sy0AQYKLgcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lMFc9aJENsE/s72-c/157887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6335573504401364452</id><published>2009-12-19T14:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:22:01.162-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vania Staggemeier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz9itb8AmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9Df_KX91Fo8/s1600-h/423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416983224574018146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz9itb8AmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9Df_KX91Fo8/s320/423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quero um amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor...&lt;br /&gt;Que toque minha alma...&lt;br /&gt;Sem fazer alarde...&lt;br /&gt;Que invada meus sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;E me possua de corpo e alma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero um homem...&lt;br /&gt;Que me deseje sua...&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo dos desejos secretos...&lt;br /&gt;O amor mais bonito...&lt;br /&gt;Entre o prazer e a doce fantasia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ainda sentir o calor de seu abraço...&lt;br /&gt;O beijo molhado com sabor de quero mais...&lt;br /&gt;Quero-o calando o meu silenciar...&lt;br /&gt;Com a chama de seu olhar...&lt;br /&gt;Tomando-me bem devagar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo meu corpo a queimar...&lt;br /&gt;Neste fogo que já me consome...&lt;br /&gt;Dominando cada sentido do prazer e da razão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha sem hora marcada...&lt;br /&gt;Siga o perfume já é primavera...&lt;br /&gt;O vento te guia com a melodia...&lt;br /&gt;Vem como lobo que segue na trilha...&lt;br /&gt;A procura de sua loba no cio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir tua ousadia...&lt;br /&gt;Seduza-me levando-me as linhas da fantasia...&lt;br /&gt;Serene meus dias embriagando-me...&lt;br /&gt;Em delírios de prazer no êxtase desse amor...&lt;br /&gt;Que procuro em ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Vania Staggemeier)&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/490042530124879513-6335573504401364452?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6335573504401364452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/quero-um-amor-quero-um-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6335573504401364452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6335573504401364452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/quero-um-amor-quero-um-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz9itb8AmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9Df_KX91Fo8/s72-c/423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6572858884795166327</id><published>2009-12-19T13:54:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:12:14.027-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alê.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz7PkvAPgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/rfVJmJWV-Xs/s1600-h/251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980696797298178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz7PkvAPgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/rfVJmJWV-Xs/s320/251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Então vc descobre&lt;br /&gt;que nada será como antes...&lt;br /&gt;Que não existe amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;O mundo à sua volta está frio... escuro...&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que tudo mudou&lt;br /&gt;e você não consegue voltar&lt;br /&gt;Está presa nunca redoma de que te sufoca&lt;br /&gt;te amedronta...te faz sofrer... te faz chorar...&lt;br /&gt;O amor? Ah...&lt;br /&gt;O amor já não quer fazer morada&lt;br /&gt;num coração tão machucado.&lt;br /&gt;Então vc deseja partir.&lt;br /&gt;Mas será essa a solução??&lt;br /&gt;desistir sem lutar!!!&lt;br /&gt;Deus!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o medo me faz refém da própria vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Alêssandra Alcântara)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&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/490042530124879513-6572858884795166327?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6572858884795166327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/entao-vc-descobre-que-nada-sera-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6572858884795166327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6572858884795166327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/entao-vc-descobre-que-nada-sera-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz7PkvAPgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/rfVJmJWV-Xs/s72-c/251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-67775111420246190</id><published>2009-12-19T13:46:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T13:52:33.251-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tarso Mendes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz2pIi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Vt5LPMCf6-A/s1600-h/101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416975638349162594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz2pIi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Vt5LPMCf6-A/s320/101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Às vezes não faz sentido,&lt;br /&gt;mas tente entender.&lt;br /&gt;Se desfaço meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;e me fecho no silêncio sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;é porque me falta VOCÊ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Tarso Mendes)&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/490042530124879513-67775111420246190?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/67775111420246190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-vezes-nao-faz-sentido-mas-tente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/67775111420246190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/67775111420246190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-vezes-nao-faz-sentido-mas-tente.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Syz2pIi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Vt5LPMCf6-A/s72-c/101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2983122767701661814</id><published>2009-12-10T13:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:05:24.893-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nill'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEcPHSIjQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/t9ytno41nb0/s1600-h/A93EDB11-4DE3-4E3B-B157-A3126B7F4794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413639273054768386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEcPHSIjQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/t9ytno41nb0/s320/A93EDB11-4DE3-4E3B-B157-A3126B7F4794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEZzYiLQrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/72kUF2f_LCc/s1600-h/7RGgy4cxigvgvqxqH1XDhOzVo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presença &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu sorriso é tão meigo,&lt;br /&gt;me distrai...&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar é tão intenso,&lt;br /&gt;me atrai...&lt;br /&gt;Estar ao seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;me apráz.&lt;br /&gt;Teu amor, me satisfaz.&lt;br /&gt;Sair da tua presença jamais!&lt;br /&gt;Tem sempre um gosto de&lt;br /&gt;quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Nill)&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/490042530124879513-2983122767701661814?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2983122767701661814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/presenca-teu-sorriso-e-tao-meigo-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2983122767701661814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2983122767701661814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/presenca-teu-sorriso-e-tao-meigo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEcPHSIjQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/t9ytno41nb0/s72-c/A93EDB11-4DE3-4E3B-B157-A3126B7F4794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5116260071284007949</id><published>2009-12-10T13:33:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:51:45.729-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEYbn5z_lI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YV2b2_4DGCg/s1600-h/sonidoacompasados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413635089923046994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEYbn5z_lI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YV2b2_4DGCg/s200/sonidoacompasados.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Suavemente,&lt;br /&gt;Carinhosamente,&lt;br /&gt;Teus dedos acariciam meu cabelo...&lt;br /&gt;Olhos semicerrados,&lt;br /&gt;Corpos entrelaçados,&lt;br /&gt;Meus dedos acariciam teu cabelo...&lt;br /&gt;Descanso merecido...&lt;br /&gt;Desejo... amor cumprido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pablo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/490042530124879513-5116260071284007949?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5116260071284007949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/suavemente-carinhosamente-teus-dedos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5116260071284007949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5116260071284007949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/suavemente-carinhosamente-teus-dedos.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SyEYbn5z_lI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YV2b2_4DGCg/s72-c/sonidoacompasados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-13177515442140305</id><published>2009-12-07T18:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:19:13.754-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renata Mangeon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sx1i8RIr-jI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0f-oFfiWSVM/s1600-h/139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412591114700716594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sx1i8RIr-jI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0f-oFfiWSVM/s200/139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calmamente,&lt;br /&gt;você chegou...&lt;br /&gt;Com a delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;das gotas do orvalho.&lt;br /&gt;Se fortalecendo como&lt;br /&gt;as águas das chuvas....&lt;br /&gt;Causando em mim, uma&lt;br /&gt;grande tempestade.&lt;br /&gt;Se camuflou em flores;&lt;br /&gt;na cor vermelha:&lt;br /&gt;Símbolo do amor.&lt;br /&gt;Sensual, quente&lt;br /&gt;e intenso...&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo m'alma&lt;br /&gt;de prazer, paz e a&lt;br /&gt;minha tão esperada&lt;br /&gt;felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Renata Mangeon)&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/490042530124879513-13177515442140305?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/13177515442140305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/13177515442140305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/13177515442140305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sx1i8RIr-jI/AAAAAAAAAUk/0f-oFfiWSVM/s72-c/139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3066073402739453990</id><published>2009-11-29T11:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:08:38.125-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vania Staggemeier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxKAQIhTJ3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/tl2OhvExWWA/s1600/LOVE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409527117078800242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxKAQIhTJ3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/tl2OhvExWWA/s200/LOVE.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ESSA SAUDADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hoje me chega assim...&lt;br /&gt;Lambuzada de sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;De desejos impaciente...&lt;br /&gt;De ternura e muitas fantasias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro pelo corredor da alma...&lt;br /&gt;O corpo deste homem...&lt;br /&gt;Do homem que eu amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há essa saudade que me invade...&lt;br /&gt;No final da tarde sem fazer alarde...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo em chamas minha pele...&lt;br /&gt;Transpirando desejo paixão e amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E silenciosa suspiro agora gemidos...&lt;br /&gt;Nesta espera que invade minha razão...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te na brisa suave da noite...&lt;br /&gt;Vem deixa de lado o depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraça-me e se entrega sem mais...&lt;br /&gt;Pensar na hora somente no agora...&lt;br /&gt;Desperta em mim a fera no cio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se entrega nesse desejo...&lt;br /&gt;Que habita em nós...&lt;br /&gt;Já te espero não demore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se perca no tempo do contratempo...&lt;br /&gt;Minha saudade insana te conduzirá...&lt;br /&gt;Pelos versos desnudos deste poema...&lt;br /&gt;Que exalam amor paixão e desejo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Vania Staggemeier)&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/490042530124879513-3066073402739453990?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3066073402739453990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/essa-saudade-que-hoje-me-chega-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3066073402739453990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3066073402739453990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/essa-saudade-que-hoje-me-chega-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxKAQIhTJ3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/tl2OhvExWWA/s72-c/LOVE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2054119708547015219</id><published>2009-11-29T11:53:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:58:52.650-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Poeta'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.umasemente.com.br/painel/foto/12052009122829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.umasemente.com.br/painel/foto/12052009122829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Melhor Idade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;Com a realidade&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um dia possamos&lt;br /&gt;De nosso íntimo resgatar&lt;br /&gt;As emoções que&lt;br /&gt;Se perderam no tempo&lt;br /&gt;E quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Dentro daquilo&lt;br /&gt;Que somos hoje&lt;br /&gt;Até voltemos&lt;br /&gt;A sentir prazer&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;Em namorar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Luís Poeta)&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/490042530124879513-2054119708547015219?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2054119708547015219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/melhor-idade-de-maos-dadas-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2054119708547015219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2054119708547015219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/melhor-idade-de-maos-dadas-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-9087049747029995530</id><published>2009-11-29T11:32:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:50:29.907-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Leminski'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxJ8AoxpPYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iPTNDLFTSZo/s1600/160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409522452812873090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxJ8AoxpPYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iPTNDLFTSZo/s320/160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monicacamacho.com/blog/images/tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No fundo, no fundo,&lt;br /&gt;Bem lá no fundo,&lt;br /&gt;A gente gostaria&lt;br /&gt;De ver nossos problemas&lt;br /&gt;Resolvidos por decreto&lt;br /&gt;A partir desta data,&lt;br /&gt;Aquela mágoa sem remédio&lt;br /&gt;É considerada nula&lt;br /&gt;E sobre ela - silêncio perpétuo&lt;br /&gt;Extinto por lei todo o remorso,&lt;br /&gt;Maldito seja quem olhar pra trás,&lt;br /&gt;Lá pra trás não há nada,&lt;br /&gt;E nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Mas problemas não se resolvem,&lt;br /&gt;Problemas têm família grande,&lt;br /&gt;E aos domingos saem todos passear&lt;br /&gt;O problema, sua senhora&lt;br /&gt;E outros pequenos probleminhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Paulo Leminski)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nossa! As vezes nos encontramos em alguns poemas...&lt;/span&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/490042530124879513-9087049747029995530?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/9087049747029995530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-fundo-no-fundo-bem-la-no-fundo-gente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/9087049747029995530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/9087049747029995530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-fundo-no-fundo-bem-la-no-fundo-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SxJ8AoxpPYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iPTNDLFTSZo/s72-c/160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3498047724423408430</id><published>2009-11-27T22:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:14:32.899-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Whithout You *3 Doors Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; 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MARGIN: 5px 10px 5px 5px; DISPLAY: inline; FLOAT: none; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px" title="01." border="0" alt="01." src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sw8mt-68w9I/AAAAAAAAATs/CbTwTEsBXKU/01._thumb%5B48%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#008000;"&gt;(Alessandra Alcântara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-3086038551082504249?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3086038551082504249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-amo-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3086038551082504249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3086038551082504249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-amo-voce.html' title='Eu amo você….'/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Sw8mt-68w9I/AAAAAAAAATs/CbTwTEsBXKU/s72-c/01._thumb%5B48%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3155993944617121971</id><published>2009-11-24T21:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:33:20.110-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SkNZ8bf1DFI/AAAAAAAABso/6b8UwKbcmyM/s400/NpWP35ZRaovdf8i6CjfMqMkVo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SkNZ8bf1DFI/AAAAAAAABso/6b8UwKbcmyM/s400/NpWP35ZRaovdf8i6CjfMqMkVo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Como é gostoso respirar fundo&lt;br /&gt;e sentir a Vida.&lt;br /&gt;E na Alma ter o prazer de&lt;br /&gt;estar recomeçando em cada&lt;br /&gt;amanhecer...&lt;br /&gt;tudo de novo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-3155993944617121971?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3155993944617121971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/como-e-gostoso-respirar-fundo-e-sentir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3155993944617121971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3155993944617121971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/como-e-gostoso-respirar-fundo-e-sentir.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SkNZ8bf1DFI/AAAAAAAABso/6b8UwKbcmyM/s72-c/NpWP35ZRaovdf8i6CjfMqMkVo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7728183579288729695</id><published>2009-11-24T21:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:28:42.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmWWCl7kUtI/AAAAAAAAB4g/eWRlctKDK-k/s400/5RZQDtA8dpr8oek6HnrIUN95o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmWWCl7kUtI/AAAAAAAAB4g/eWRlctKDK-k/s400/5RZQDtA8dpr8oek6HnrIUN95o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nascemos todos para amar, mas demoramos muitos anos a aprender... que amar nem sempre é um verbo recíproco. Se essa fosse a primeira coisa a descobrir, viveríamos o amor de uma forma muito mais justa e serena. E cada vez que ele fosse correspondido, aceitaríamos tal presente como uma preciosidade, uma raridade, um bem de valor incalculável e inestimável.&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/490042530124879513-7728183579288729695?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7728183579288729695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/nascemos-todos-para-amar-mas-demoramos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7728183579288729695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7728183579288729695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/nascemos-todos-para-amar-mas-demoramos.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmWWCl7kUtI/AAAAAAAAB4g/eWRlctKDK-k/s72-c/5RZQDtA8dpr8oek6HnrIUN95o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6576827380307157644</id><published>2009-11-24T21:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:24:06.177-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmiZXgDrgYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/y3NwUUQQSOM/s400/QyGOt5dgop524rd8TVGoCi8no1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmiZXgDrgYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/y3NwUUQQSOM/s400/QyGOt5dgop524rd8TVGoCi8no1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;é possível nos sentirmos apaixonados por alguém que não conhecemos? é possível desejarmos ter ao nosso lado alguém que nunca vimos? é possível sonhar com mais do que aquilo que os nossos sentidos nos mostram?&lt;br /&gt;é?&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/490042530124879513-6576827380307157644?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6576827380307157644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-possivel-nos-sentirmos-apaixonados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6576827380307157644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6576827380307157644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-possivel-nos-sentirmos-apaixonados.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CC7GQEyIULE/SmiZXgDrgYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/y3NwUUQQSOM/s72-c/QyGOt5dgop524rd8TVGoCi8no1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-1256390607169374612</id><published>2009-11-24T20:59:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:06:25.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwxmUBM0yrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wcGcAXLTLWc/s1600/409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407809746670766770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwxmUBM0yrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wcGcAXLTLWc/s320/409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Eu acredito em cor de rosa, e acredito que rir é o melhor "fat burner" do mundo! rss..&lt;br /&gt;eu acredito em beijos e que devemos beijar muito, acredito em ser forte quando tudo à nossa volta quer desmoronar... eu acredito que as mulheres felizes; e que sorriem muitas vezes em cada dia... são as mais bonitas de todas... acredito que amanhã é outro dia e que será sempre melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pra alguém... que saberá quando ler.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-1256390607169374612?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1256390607169374612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-acredito-em-cor-de-rosa-e-acredito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1256390607169374612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1256390607169374612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-acredito-em-cor-de-rosa-e-acredito.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwxmUBM0yrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wcGcAXLTLWc/s72-c/409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6763980017545242778</id><published>2009-11-23T20:35:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:08:55.180-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassia Vicente'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwsX69QVv6I/AAAAAAAAASs/AAT-QoVUHR8/s1600/331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407442079231360930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwsX69QVv6I/AAAAAAAAASs/AAT-QoVUHR8/s320/331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gostar de você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;é como chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;sol na praia&lt;br /&gt;brisa na janela...&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;é simplesmente coisa das mais belas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;É todos os dias, levantar sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;pasaro o dia sentindo&lt;br /&gt;que você me espera quando o sono chegar...&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;é poder compartilhar momentos&lt;br /&gt;é sentir aquela tontura gostosa&lt;br /&gt;quando escutar a tua voz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;é aceitar a distância como companheira&lt;br /&gt;sentir o coração acelerar quando pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;Saber, que não importa onde você esteja;&lt;br /&gt;estará também sentindo teu coração acelerar...&lt;br /&gt;Quando pensar em mim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gostar de você,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Não é um simples gostar...&lt;br /&gt;É um verdadeiro amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cássia Vicente)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/490042530124879513-6763980017545242778?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6763980017545242778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/gostar-de-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6763980017545242778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6763980017545242778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/gostar-de-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SwsX69QVv6I/AAAAAAAAASs/AAT-QoVUHR8/s72-c/331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7445894566982744110</id><published>2009-11-22T20:12:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:21:26.155-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alê.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Swm4eTyK05I/AAAAAAAAASk/HqyNiKPJ0GY/s1600/262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407055658481275794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Swm4eTyK05I/AAAAAAAAASk/HqyNiKPJ0GY/s320/262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Que o vento leve o que me faz sofrer...&lt;br /&gt;deixando apenas os sonhos bons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;que permanecem guardados em minha'lma...&lt;br /&gt;porque eu sei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;que um dia abrirei meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;e descobrirei a vida novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Alessandra Alcântara)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/490042530124879513-7445894566982744110?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7445894566982744110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-o-vento-leve-o-que-me-faz-sofrer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7445894566982744110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7445894566982744110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-o-vento-leve-o-que-me-faz-sofrer.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Swm4eTyK05I/AAAAAAAAASk/HqyNiKPJ0GY/s72-c/262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5388666356075319426</id><published>2009-11-20T21:01:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:05:12.042-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pitágoras'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs042.snc3/12947_104688672879715_100000157477200_131936_243032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs042.snc3/12947_104688672879715_100000157477200_131936_243032_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“... a alma, antes de voltar à Terra, bebe da água do esquecimento, porém, o reencontro de almas que já se amaram anula, por breves momentos, esse efeito; o amor de 'almas gêmeas' não morre jamais, acompanhando o infinito ciclo das reencarnações".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pitágoras)&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/490042530124879513-5388666356075319426?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5388666356075319426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5388666356075319426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5388666356075319426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-826893104103266249</id><published>2009-11-16T09:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:12:14.799-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sirlei L. Passolongo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sharon182.zip.net/images/Dream_by_UntamedWings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sharon182.zip.net/images/Dream_by_UntamedWings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Estou cansada&lt;br /&gt;de abrir meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;e não ver os teus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Sirlei L. Passolongo)&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/490042530124879513-826893104103266249?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/826893104103266249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/estou-cansada-de-abrir-meus-olhos-e-nao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/826893104103266249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/826893104103266249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/estou-cansada-de-abrir-meus-olhos-e-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7417849773237409494</id><published>2009-11-04T13:49:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:01:22.738-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanda Salles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://casoual.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/sopro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://casoual.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/sopro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O segredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um Vento&lt;br /&gt;que perguntou ao Tempo&lt;br /&gt;qual o segredo de se&lt;br /&gt;Amar a cada momento.&lt;br /&gt;O Tempo disse que o segredo&lt;br /&gt;estava na Alegria de cada dia&lt;br /&gt;porque sem ela a tristeza reinaria.&lt;br /&gt;O Vento foi atrás da Alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pra saber do segredo que a irradia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Alegria disse que a Bondade lhe acompanhava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;porque ela sempre refletia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O Vento foi até a Bondade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pra saber qual era a verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Bondade disse que a Compaixão a guiava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e era a única que a libertava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O Vento correu até a Compaixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pra saber de onde vinha tal dedicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Compaixão disse que o segredo está no Coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;porque sem ele ficamos até sem respiração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Então o Vento foi até o Coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pra chegar ao fundo de sua emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Descobrindo que do Coração saia o Sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;de se Amar a cada momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Nanda Salles )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/490042530124879513-7417849773237409494?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7417849773237409494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-segredo-era-uma-vez-um-vento-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7417849773237409494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7417849773237409494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-segredo-era-uma-vez-um-vento-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6422476215039243183</id><published>2009-11-01T17:59:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:08:21.195-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Su3qmoJ1FRI/AAAAAAAAASM/OkfkburcKuw/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399229477621667090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Su3qmoJ1FRI/AAAAAAAAASM/OkfkburcKuw/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sinto falta do beijo que diz ...&lt;br /&gt;Está tudo bem. Mesmo que estejamos tristes.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele beijo que nos conforta quanto precisamos de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Que nos embala para uma noite tranquila.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo que nos faz ter a certeza do que queremos.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo que nos faz sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo que diz, eu sou tua, e tu és meu.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo com abraço e com cheirinho.&lt;br /&gt;O beijinho beijinho.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo de fugida e de raspão de quem está zangado.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo encerrado nos meus lábios que quer durar a vida toda.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo ou beijona!&lt;br /&gt;O beijo doce que se dá a provar, o beijo de mimo, o beijo carente, o beijo que me beija muito. Aquele beijo que me ama.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a tua falta e de todos os pequenos bons e maus momentos.&lt;br /&gt;É disso que a vida é feita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DA)&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/490042530124879513-6422476215039243183?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6422476215039243183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/sinto-falta-do-beijo-que-diz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6422476215039243183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6422476215039243183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/11/sinto-falta-do-beijo-que-diz.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Su3qmoJ1FRI/AAAAAAAAASM/OkfkburcKuw/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5615443620664138077</id><published>2009-10-30T22:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:44:11.791-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lya Luft'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/SqqgLVrlBBI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/nmbrbexw90k/s400/caminhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/SqqgLVrlBBI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/nmbrbexw90k/s400/caminhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eu vou sempre em frente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eu quero o delírio.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou assim.&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendo a integração,&lt;br /&gt;mas a abertura e a busca.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar pode ser impossível&lt;br /&gt;ou desinteressante.&lt;br /&gt;Quero o pressentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Quero comprimir a tecla do computador&lt;br /&gt;e explodir o ponto e arquear o contorno,&lt;br /&gt;varando os limites que a vida há de preencher&lt;br /&gt;e o sonho tornará possível.&lt;br /&gt;Quero o delírio que me permita&lt;br /&gt;cumprir o cotidiano&lt;br /&gt;e amar o amor necessário&lt;br /&gt;—mas que também faça as utopiasvirem sentar-se na minha varanda&lt;br /&gt;e escrever no meu computador&lt;br /&gt;quando a razão estiver cansada,&lt;br /&gt;quando a técnica parecer frívola,&lt;br /&gt;ou quando eu estiver descrente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lya Luft)&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/490042530124879513-5615443620664138077?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5615443620664138077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-vou-sempre-em-frente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5615443620664138077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5615443620664138077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-vou-sempre-em-frente.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/SqqgLVrlBBI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/nmbrbexw90k/s72-c/caminhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-545328250287677900</id><published>2009-10-30T22:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:41:21.306-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/Sqqg_W2J0oI/AAAAAAAAGjY/s3i0kPHIMME/s400/docura+de+viver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/Sqqg_W2J0oI/AAAAAAAAGjY/s3i0kPHIMME/s400/docura+de+viver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ela quer mais é viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/Sqqg_W2J0oI/AAAAAAAAGjY/s3i0kPHIMME/s1600-h/docura+de+viver.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ela quer um punhado de estrelas maduras,&lt;br /&gt;ela quer a doçura do verbo viver ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Caio Fernando Abreu)&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/490042530124879513-545328250287677900?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/545328250287677900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/ela-quer-mais-e-viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/545328250287677900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/545328250287677900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/ela-quer-mais-e-viver.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_caWt00UIyhs/Sqqg_W2J0oI/AAAAAAAAGjY/s3i0kPHIMME/s72-c/docura+de+viver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3735717179037133105</id><published>2009-10-30T22:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:11:18.543-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pic94.flodeo.com/photos/94/AF/AB/Crepusculo_elcorto/456926-3531874.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 440px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pic94.flodeo.com/photos/94/AF/AB/Crepusculo_elcorto/456926-3531874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Por mais que eu lutasse para não pensar nele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eu não lutava para esquecê-lo. Eu me preocupava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;tarde da noite, quando a exaustão da privação de sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;penetrava em minhas defesas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;que tudo desaparecesse. Que minha mente fosse uma peneira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e eu um dia não conseguisse lembrar da cor exata de seus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;da sensação de sua pele fria ou da textura de sua voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eu podia não pensar naquilo, mas queria me lembrar de tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Porque só havia uma coisa em que eu precisava acreditar para poder viver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eu precisava saber que ele existira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Era só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Todo o restante eu podia suportar. Desde que ele tivesse existido..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Stephenie Meyer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-in Twinlight-&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/490042530124879513-3735717179037133105?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3735717179037133105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-mais-que-eu-lutasse-para-nao-pensar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3735717179037133105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3735717179037133105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-mais-que-eu-lutasse-para-nao-pensar.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2248712345551631137</id><published>2009-10-28T22:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:33:00.487-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SujiqLIWJSI/AAAAAAAAASE/3cc5C_uP4L4/s1600-h/343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397813367573718306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SujiqLIWJSI/AAAAAAAAASE/3cc5C_uP4L4/s320/343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almas Perfumada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de passarinho quando canta.&lt;br /&gt;De sol quando acorda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;De flor quando ri ao lado delas,&lt;br /&gt;a gente se sente no balanço de uma rede&lt;br /&gt;que dança gostoso numa tarde grande, sem relógio e sem agenda.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente se sente comendo pipoca na praça.&lt;br /&gt;Lambuzando o queixo de sorvete.&lt;br /&gt;Melando os dedos com algodão doce da cor mais doce que tem pra escolher.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é outro. E a vida fica com a cara que ela tem de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;mas que a gente desaprende de ver.&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de colo de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;De banho de mar quando a água é quente e o céu é azul.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente sabe que os anjos existem e que alguns são invisíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente se sente chegando em casa e trocando o salto pelo chinelo.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando a maior tolice do mundo com o gozo de quem não liga pra isso.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, pode ser abril, mas parece manhã de Natal do tempo em que&lt;br /&gt;a gente acordava e encontrava o presente do Papai Noel.&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro das estrelas que Deus acendeu no céu e daquelas&lt;br /&gt;que conseguimos acender na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente não acha que o amor é possível, a gente tem certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente se sente visitando um lugar feito de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Recebendo um buquê de carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Abraçando um filhote de urso panda.&lt;br /&gt;Tocando com os olhos os olhos da paz.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, saboreamos a delícia do toque suave&lt;br /&gt;que sua presença soprano nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que tem cheiro de cafuné sem pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Do brinquedo que a gente não largava.&lt;br /&gt;Do acalanto que o silêncio canta.De passeio no jardim.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente percebe que a sensualidade&lt;br /&gt;é um perfume que vem de dentro e&lt;br /&gt;que a atração que realmente nos move não passa só pelo corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Corre em outras veias.&lt;br /&gt;Pulsa em outro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado delas, a gente lembra que no instante em que rimos&lt;br /&gt;Deus está conosco, juntinho ao nosso lado.&lt;br /&gt;E a gente ri grande que nem menino arteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente como você que nem percebe como tem a alma Perfumada!&lt;br /&gt;E que esse perfume é dom de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade )&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/490042530124879513-2248712345551631137?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2248712345551631137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/almas-perfumada-tem-gente-que-tem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2248712345551631137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2248712345551631137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/almas-perfumada-tem-gente-que-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SujiqLIWJSI/AAAAAAAAASE/3cc5C_uP4L4/s72-c/343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5488246175051849530</id><published>2009-10-22T21:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:53:52.080-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paty Padilha e Bernadette Moscareli'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_iUZdza2QEGs/SRyJYI2l9RI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fij62pjhNQ/s400/little-green-fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_iUZdza2QEGs/SRyJYI2l9RI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fij62pjhNQ/s400/little-green-fairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_iUZdza2QEGs/SRyJYI2l9RI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fij62pjhNQ/s400/little-green-fairy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nunca vi e até duvido&lt;br /&gt;Que exista alguma Fada azeda&lt;br /&gt;Todas são docinhas meigas e bonitinhas&lt;br /&gt;Todas dotadas de uma graça singular&lt;br /&gt;Sorridentes e ativas a voar&lt;br /&gt;Explico a causa da doçura:&lt;br /&gt;Vem de uma remota travessura&lt;br /&gt;Da total falta de compostura&lt;br /&gt;Do abrir de asas sem censura&lt;br /&gt;De amar a vida e toda criatura&lt;br /&gt;A doçura está nas fadas&lt;br /&gt;Ou está em seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Calda doce de uma lágrima&lt;br /&gt;Que assim tão mansamente&lt;br /&gt;Por elas vais derramar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Paty Padilha &amp;amp; Bernadette Moscareli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_iUZdza2QEGs/SRyJYI2l9RI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fij62pjhNQ/s400/little-green-fairy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-5488246175051849530?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5488246175051849530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nunca-vi-e-ate-duvido-que-exista-alguma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5488246175051849530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5488246175051849530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nunca-vi-e-ate-duvido-que-exista-alguma.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_iUZdza2QEGs/SRyJYI2l9RI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fij62pjhNQ/s72-c/little-green-fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2125700937759798774</id><published>2009-10-22T21:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:44:52.234-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Apoena'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAAwY-vdKFUy7CobkahT50fbqXeNm5P6HtBUYfiZb972jPZUcFZ-bjvLfWEKQ-j_KJ5FwCTFrnR36D8kVUV8anL6AJtU9VDhiwjmwCMP-TXXDrTYi6VwhUH4xA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAAwY-vdKFUy7CobkahT50fbqXeNm5P6HtBUYfiZb972jPZUcFZ-bjvLfWEKQ-j_KJ5FwCTFrnR36D8kVUV8anL6AJtU9VDhiwjmwCMP-TXXDrTYi6VwhUH4xA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre a paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia escrever uma carta e rabiscar um coração,&lt;br /&gt;mas há vento demais num á de suspiro.&lt;br /&gt;Então,&lt;br /&gt;guardo o suspiro na boca,&lt;br /&gt;preso por dentes e,&lt;br /&gt;quando não mais agüento,&lt;br /&gt;assopro bolinhas de sabão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rita Apoena)&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/490042530124879513-2125700937759798774?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2125700937759798774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sobre-paixao-eu-poderia-escrever-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2125700937759798774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2125700937759798774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sobre-paixao-eu-poderia-escrever-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8276793783595649784</id><published>2009-10-22T21:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:27:26.030-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cáh Morandi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://moongirl.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/apaixonados.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://moongirl.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/apaixonados.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Como não me apaixonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;não me render, não me entregar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;não me completar com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;tudo que é você;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Que me rouba o pensamento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;que me deu meu melhor momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;que tem me ensinado o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;eu não sei do verbo amar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cáh Morandi)&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/490042530124879513-8276793783595649784?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8276793783595649784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-nao-me-apaixonar-nao-me-render-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8276793783595649784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8276793783595649784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-nao-me-apaixonar-nao-me-render-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5704437683732750225</id><published>2009-10-22T21:20:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:22:45.365-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosy Moreira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_88tXmT3PlTA/SpZxwBvTXKI/AAAAAAAADX8/XB8QiKYGLho/s400/1510900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_88tXmT3PlTA/SpZxwBvTXKI/AAAAAAAADX8/XB8QiKYGLho/s400/1510900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RARA FLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivo no peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;uma esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;em forma de flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ela é rara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;desabrocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;só quando o coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;acha um rumo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosy Moreira&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/490042530124879513-5704437683732750225?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5704437683732750225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rara-flor-cultivo-no-peito-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5704437683732750225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5704437683732750225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rara-flor-cultivo-no-peito-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_88tXmT3PlTA/SpZxwBvTXKI/AAAAAAAADX8/XB8QiKYGLho/s72-c/1510900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6527072673176710166</id><published>2009-10-22T21:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:09:43.019-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAADX9c67Z08FFwjC2P_1Fb8gymrdNZjGSjKqv8YwzkOseSiH-SfZiUtJdEIeZog_r9BIAjemcYAzepIjjNNfBcAbAJtU9VDt-YdqyHMc7341yZ-85NkkbQiccQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAADX9c67Z08FFwjC2P_1Fb8gymrdNZjGSjKqv8YwzkOseSiH-SfZiUtJdEIeZog_r9BIAjemcYAzepIjjNNfBcAbAJtU9VDt-YdqyHMc7341yZ-85NkkbQiccQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;É num brilho de olhar, que busco a luz que a eternidade pode oferecer, quando a cumplicidade e a simplicidade sentem a necessidade de ser "veículo de amor".... Dentre as energias, a do amor se faz intensa e verdadeira e promove alegrias e prazeres únicos... Completando as falhas que a dor ou a saudade por vezes investe em corações desavisados.... Quando podemos com gestos, atitudes e olhares cativar; temos a certeza de que estamos trilhando o caminho das flores onde o "amor" impera e sobrevive a qualquer desastre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pablo) &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/490042530124879513-6527072673176710166?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6527072673176710166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-num-brilho-de-olhar-que-busco-luz-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6527072673176710166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6527072673176710166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-num-brilho-de-olhar-que-busco-luz-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7120687072878533907</id><published>2009-10-22T20:59:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:03:15.349-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marla de Queiroz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mIXkcGqevts/Se2xAY-ujgI/AAAAAAAABmg/qx2MCfRUZ_k/s400/TS28iu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mIXkcGqevts/Se2xAY-ujgI/AAAAAAAABmg/qx2MCfRUZ_k/s400/TS28iu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rotina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAAM64BqbbWPq2sc8Zs2SDyoE1jTX0O6J-vXGFcREv0tzgyEZxbRA8MJveGALFB3VNm7GVe7AnnweeiL6qr3x1uNAJtU9VDhVh89QpZpmrtxIHFrSGqTEUO2aA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quando ele me beija ao se&lt;br /&gt;despedir pelas manhãs,&lt;br /&gt;remoça meus desejos&lt;br /&gt;de chuva e feriado.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele me beija&lt;br /&gt;antes do abraço noturno,&lt;br /&gt;tece faíscas de sol&lt;br /&gt;nos meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele me beija&lt;br /&gt;nas madrugadas acesas de amor&lt;br /&gt;tira dos meus ais uma rima bonitinha e simples&lt;br /&gt;como quem enrosca nos meus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;a florzinha mais singela que se chama:&lt;br /&gt;meu-amor-não-te-abandono-nunca-mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Marla de Queiroz)&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/490042530124879513-7120687072878533907?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7120687072878533907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rotina-quando-ele-me-beija-ao-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7120687072878533907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7120687072878533907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rotina-quando-ele-me-beija-ao-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mIXkcGqevts/Se2xAY-ujgI/AAAAAAAABmg/qx2MCfRUZ_k/s72-c/TS28iu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-384808549409975953</id><published>2009-10-22T20:53:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:56:54.233-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Bonfá'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3u6JZ93f84/SeQLX1P4R7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DRlU9DCMyyQ/s320/chorando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3u6JZ93f84/SeQLX1P4R7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DRlU9DCMyyQ/s320/chorando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nova Chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sensível...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo me toca,&lt;br /&gt;Me emociona&lt;br /&gt;Me expõe.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;Estou só, ausente,&lt;br /&gt;Sem memória,&lt;br /&gt;Sem recordações...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me nua...&lt;br /&gt;Quero...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de uma nova chance,&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova história!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Maria bonfá)&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/490042530124879513-384808549409975953?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/384808549409975953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nova-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/384808549409975953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/384808549409975953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nova-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X3u6JZ93f84/SeQLX1P4R7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DRlU9DCMyyQ/s72-c/chorando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2637400440952427952</id><published>2009-10-22T20:45:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:51:43.349-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cáh Morandi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos2.flickr.com/2075135_922b348019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2075135_922b348019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Só há uma forma de se estar perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;quando se está muito longe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;se fecha os olhos, bem forte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e pensa e deseja muito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;muito, muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;estar juntinho de quem ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Porque no amor tem dessas coisas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a gente só não pode abrir os olhos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a gente só não pode deixar de acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cáh Morandi)&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/490042530124879513-2637400440952427952?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2637400440952427952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-ha-uma-forma-de-se-estar-perto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2637400440952427952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2637400440952427952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-ha-uma-forma-de-se-estar-perto.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-5913137589457789043</id><published>2009-10-22T20:26:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:29:22.121-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Lagares'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAACnkzlOHJhgu7BGHUw74VaTERuOPO8wON2BL_Kj2UmMqV_5xNIdNWjUX59fHjIma0smE1Zr4WEr3nxZviei1hQ7AJtU9VD1ql_0VtJEGsk6afE8sMRCWs3V1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAACnkzlOHJhgu7BGHUw74VaTERuOPO8wON2BL_Kj2UmMqV_5xNIdNWjUX59fHjIma0smE1Zr4WEr3nxZviei1hQ7AJtU9VD1ql_0VtJEGsk6afE8sMRCWs3V1w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;De afagos..&lt;br /&gt;De carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Que escorra delas os mais límpidos sentimentos..&lt;br /&gt;de bálsamos.. de alívio.. de força... de luz...&lt;br /&gt;Que possam ser espraiados na terra árida...&lt;br /&gt;fazendo germinar o amor entre as pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Multiplicando cada melhor essência de nós...&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-nos fortes ao meio à tempestade...&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-nos ver o sol que nasce...&lt;br /&gt;Que rompe a noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que se faz dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que se faz belo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que se faz vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que se chama amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Jane Lagares)&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/490042530124879513-5913137589457789043?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5913137589457789043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-afagos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5913137589457789043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/5913137589457789043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-afagos.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2296045975287374500</id><published>2009-10-22T20:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:18:39.854-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SFfb2JvTweI/AAAAAAAAO-c/rA1XKVx2dq4/s400/DEUS.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SFfb2JvTweI/AAAAAAAAO-c/rA1XKVx2dq4/s400/DEUS.gif" 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/490042530124879513-2296045975287374500?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2296045975287374500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2296045975287374500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2296045975287374500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SFfb2JvTweI/AAAAAAAAO-c/rA1XKVx2dq4/s72-c/DEUS.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3174466181969078628</id><published>2009-10-22T20:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:14:22.553-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Apoena'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkJXyZD7ixA/Sq85w7Ic2_I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EGH18is0YQA/s400/825305321_8ef8e36821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkJXyZD7ixA/Sq85w7Ic2_I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EGH18is0YQA/s400/825305321_8ef8e36821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mas a poeira&lt;br /&gt;é só a vontade&lt;br /&gt;que o chão tem de voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rita Apoena&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/490042530124879513-3174466181969078628?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3174466181969078628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/mas-poeira-e-so-vontade-que-o-chao-tem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3174466181969078628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3174466181969078628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/mas-poeira-e-so-vontade-que-o-chao-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkJXyZD7ixA/Sq85w7Ic2_I/AAAAAAAAAgo/EGH18is0YQA/s72-c/825305321_8ef8e36821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8023213290732590619</id><published>2009-10-22T20:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:02:13.842-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Bonfá'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/_WF_ue_C1T7Y/SSF2t5JVLXI/AAAAAAAAIo8/wMx6lESh3w4/s400/telma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/_WF_ue_C1T7Y/SSF2t5JVLXI/AAAAAAAAIo8/wMx6lESh3w4/s400/telma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESPERA....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/_WF_ue_C1T7Y/SSF2t5JVLXI/AAAAAAAAIo8/wMx6lESh3w4/s400/telma2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Não era para ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Esse dia cinza...&lt;br /&gt;Tão sem cor,&lt;br /&gt;Sem flores no jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Você longe de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você aqui&lt;br /&gt;Para que o céu fique&lt;br /&gt;Absurdamente azul&lt;br /&gt;As flores desabrochem&lt;br /&gt;E seus perfumes&lt;br /&gt;Se espalhem pelo ar...&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor está te chamando&lt;br /&gt;Quer você aquipara te acarinhar&lt;br /&gt;Cobrir-te de beijos e te amar&lt;br /&gt;Não demores!...&lt;br /&gt;Estou a te esperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Maria Bonfá)&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/490042530124879513-8023213290732590619?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8023213290732590619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/espera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8023213290732590619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8023213290732590619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/espera.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7125455441986455875</id><published>2009-10-22T19:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:57:26.741-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paty Padilha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAAD47-4JBY6HTeTEkWIL_f927D3vVrfisXMssIIrHc744t2qa0wbSf5HAhzIVfeuJWbED5eiw9Dn9gR_aZl-GiRPAJtU9VAkmjPx2bC45gTEFs24IYS0Gx0-VA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAADDaZtmePdOmT8HLAGa-rhJWEnhP3aNpUBKK_oqmq-7MNuM7A4gPY6j8C0ff0syW3CCZDoBycof6I4Kh_UdMxR_AJtU9VBaQat6rZl3DdFB2Bk9ClERR3l2XA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi doce!&lt;br /&gt;Singelo...&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente belo.&lt;br /&gt;Teu beijo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por mim tão esperado,&lt;br /&gt;mas que naquele momento,&lt;br /&gt;foi-me sorrateiramente roubado,&lt;br /&gt;de um jeito tão peculiar...&lt;br /&gt;Foi mágico!&lt;br /&gt;Demorado e apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;como um suave veneno,&lt;br /&gt;que quase matou-mede tanto amor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Valquíria Cordeiro)&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/490042530124879513-2703259266362187017?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2703259266362187017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/foi-doce-singelo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2703259266362187017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2703259266362187017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/foi-doce-singelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3609930852241073157</id><published>2009-10-22T00:48:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:51:25.898-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James M.Barrie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SUpimyTc3cI/AAAAAAAAWXY/JEppqmcgfAQ/s400/2102.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SUpimyTc3cI/AAAAAAAAWXY/JEppqmcgfAQ/s400/2102.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Todas as vezes que uma criança diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-“Não acredito em Fadas!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pequena Fada cai morta em algum lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Peter Pan -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(James M.Barrie)&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/490042530124879513-3609930852241073157?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3609930852241073157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/todas-as-vezes-que-uma-crianca-diz-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3609930852241073157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3609930852241073157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/todas-as-vezes-que-uma-crianca-diz-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SUpimyTc3cI/AAAAAAAAWXY/JEppqmcgfAQ/s72-c/2102.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-4936841173351440491</id><published>2009-10-21T20:30:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:17:26.085-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.Ramalho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5YSJ91WmWc/So2OJpMQBFI/AAAAAAAAGNg/_2FxBSi7zZ8/s400/mulher-feliz-na-praia-thumb367947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5YSJ91WmWc/So2OJpMQBFI/AAAAAAAAGNg/_2FxBSi7zZ8/s400/mulher-feliz-na-praia-thumb367947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nBPPa31UrWQ/SjmRl113dnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/O958YXSPMiU/s1600-h/posterlili2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;que todos os laços sejam refeitos&lt;br /&gt;que a dança seja valsa&lt;br /&gt;que a saudade seja uma coceira no nariz&lt;br /&gt;que o som seja só dos risos&lt;br /&gt;que as mensagens sejam de amor&lt;br /&gt;que a estação seja sempre primavera&lt;br /&gt;que o bonito seja eterno&lt;br /&gt;que os encontros sejam demorados&lt;br /&gt;que o beijo seja sempre como o primeiro&lt;br /&gt;que a alma dance num céu estrelado&lt;br /&gt;se estique até o nascer&lt;br /&gt;de muitos sóis por vir&lt;br /&gt;que o presente seja seu melhor presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(J.Ramalho)&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/490042530124879513-4936841173351440491?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/4936841173351440491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/presente-que-todos-os-lacos-sejam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/4936841173351440491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/4936841173351440491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/presente-que-todos-os-lacos-sejam.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5YSJ91WmWc/So2OJpMQBFI/AAAAAAAAGNg/_2FxBSi7zZ8/s72-c/mulher-feliz-na-praia-thumb367947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8297507876741963812</id><published>2009-10-21T20:25:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:51:05.846-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseana Murray'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/_udaGlUboc6k/SosV1C5H1WI/AAAAAAAANtc/zw7_8MYhz_M/s400/Minhas%20Imagens-83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/_udaGlUboc6k/SosV1C5H1WI/AAAAAAAANtc/zw7_8MYhz_M/s400/Minhas%20Imagens-83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gavetas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com delicadeza, abra as gavetas&lt;br /&gt;que guardam as palavras de seda.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-as sempre ao alcance&lt;br /&gt;de um sopro...&lt;br /&gt;Prontas para o vôo,&lt;br /&gt;para o ouvido, para a boca.&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de seda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;são como borboletas douradas,&lt;br /&gt;quando pousam&lt;br /&gt;no coração do outro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Roseana Murray)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&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/490042530124879513-8297507876741963812?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8297507876741963812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/gavetas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8297507876741963812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8297507876741963812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/gavetas.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2031705971869875936</id><published>2009-10-19T21:35:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:36:19.716-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATcAAABW3OPcHECFJ3Cc28eJej6y45q6Q9k2-zuL0xzqumYz73y6XVnX9J876kvG1W8tp4ZrPHVMHw8BXTGb7hh4kT6zAJtU9VDB7McDIqY3sbJvPbrR_oGDBGJvdQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATcAAABW3OPcHECFJ3Cc28eJej6y45q6Q9k2-zuL0xzqumYz73y6XVnX9J876kvG1W8tp4ZrPHVMHw8BXTGb7hh4kT6zAJtU9VDB7McDIqY3sbJvPbrR_oGDBGJvdQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A alma se encanta quando consegue transmutar a dor...&lt;br /&gt;Quando as arestas dessa dor... se desfaz como areia ao vento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pablo)&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/490042530124879513-2031705971869875936?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2031705971869875936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/alma-se-encanta-quando-consegue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2031705971869875936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2031705971869875936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/alma-se-encanta-quando-consegue.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-1839925814516838338</id><published>2009-10-19T21:30:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:33:08.580-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danielly Domingos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAACzlxG7zwaQzFykdjDyfe_0BZTgMTi0EIsM-r3rKDGwXwIjr7V-hVXzzbAxyXqEAeZ2UGyozWo_CKOOcGKBNeGtAJtU9VBlnevnBSa3LQc8mu4ObADmXzblhA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAACzlxG7zwaQzFykdjDyfe_0BZTgMTi0EIsM-r3rKDGwXwIjr7V-hVXzzbAxyXqEAeZ2UGyozWo_CKOOcGKBNeGtAJtU9VBlnevnBSa3LQc8mu4ObADmXzblhA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fica Decretado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje e para sempre,&lt;br /&gt;fica decretado.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixarás de amar...&lt;br /&gt;Não permitirás que ninguém roube o sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;O jeito sincero, a alegria no olhar...&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que venham confundir o que se é...&lt;br /&gt;Esquecendo do teu melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Não deixará que manchas e máculas&lt;br /&gt;Cubram a tua real essência...&lt;br /&gt;Não se esquecerá dos sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Ficando com o melhor que carrega...&lt;br /&gt;O mais puro e verdadeiro...&lt;br /&gt;E nem deixarás de ser Feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Porque nunca se PERDE por AMAR&lt;br /&gt;E nunca se vive, deixando de ser FELIZ!&lt;br /&gt;Fica decretado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Danielly Domingos)&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/490042530124879513-1839925814516838338?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1839925814516838338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/fica-decretado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1839925814516838338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/1839925814516838338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/fica-decretado.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6777146773642951913</id><published>2009-10-19T21:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:28:49.721-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabiane Ponte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAAjCuu8Wyfdgt8JgJbjJcmp0Txu8ZvY4gfYGuGEwFPH5OrTbtSnAiJzEg9d87jyW7YGmPaeGvVcrEBNkasZEYsyAJtU9VA3aQmhBR1GYDPJHCU1ZnMx-HBsJg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAAjCuu8Wyfdgt8JgJbjJcmp0Txu8ZvY4gfYGuGEwFPH5OrTbtSnAiJzEg9d87jyW7YGmPaeGvVcrEBNkasZEYsyAJtU9VA3aQmhBR1GYDPJHCU1ZnMx-HBsJg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Três Mundos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparto-me em três fagueira meninao&lt;br /&gt;usada mulher&lt;br /&gt;e a anciã de alma antiga.&lt;br /&gt;Posso ser uma,&lt;br /&gt;As três,&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma,&lt;br /&gt;Mas outra misteriosa&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes Id ou Super&lt;br /&gt;egoPisando a terra&lt;br /&gt;Mas o coração livre ao vento&lt;br /&gt;e a cabeça imersa em água,&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando muros&lt;br /&gt;e sonhando pontes,&lt;br /&gt;Morrendo com a primavera&lt;br /&gt;Renascendo no outono&lt;br /&gt;Ardendo no inverno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Fabiane Ponte)&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/490042530124879513-6777146773642951913?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6777146773642951913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/tres-mundos-reparto-me-em-tres-fagueira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6777146773642951913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6777146773642951913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/tres-mundos-reparto-me-em-tres-fagueira.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2882925898344110338</id><published>2009-10-19T21:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:19:17.941-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassia Vicente'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/milieu/1225536534/1231273360747/346008441/ln/Z1t9vajc.jpg?sig=5ga0pz"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/milieu/1225536534/1231273360747/346008441/ln/Z1t9vajc.jpg?sig=5ga0pz" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...Ah o amor&lt;br /&gt;que não deixa a pupila&lt;br /&gt;se esquecer como foi o primeiro&lt;br /&gt;olho no olho&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro passeio pelo desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;lembrado como se fôra ontem a noite...&lt;br /&gt;Então pergunto......&lt;br /&gt;tudo promete felicidade?...&lt;br /&gt;recebo como resposta&lt;br /&gt;dois belos sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;que só respondem serenidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cassia Vicente)&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/490042530124879513-2882925898344110338?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2882925898344110338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2882925898344110338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2882925898344110338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8294403971784317191</id><published>2009-10-19T21:10:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:16:59.971-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pâmela Melo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.poesias.omelhordaweb.com.br/img_poesias/34336_gr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.poesias.omelhordaweb.com.br/img_poesias/34336_gr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eu fui plantada na chuva... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;na sede quente do vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;em tocar todas as coisas e abraçar o mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eu fui plantada no gosto do mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;naquelas espumas brancas de mistérios simples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nasci num afago de Lua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pâmela Melo)&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/490042530124879513-8294403971784317191?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8294403971784317191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-fui-plantada-na-chuva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8294403971784317191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8294403971784317191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-fui-plantada-na-chuva.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3890522279921991463</id><published>2009-10-19T21:04:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:09:19.440-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cáh Morandi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uoweYfj73k4/SFgvHyK0OYI/AAAAAAAAA0U/1up7wex3TkU/s400/cobertor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uoweYfj73k4/SFgvHyK0OYI/AAAAAAAAA0U/1up7wex3TkU/s400/cobertor.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eu buscava o sono&lt;br /&gt;Na noite em que&lt;br /&gt;Só havia estrelas acordadas.&lt;br /&gt;Depois não sei&lt;br /&gt;Se dormi e sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Ou se foi de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Mas senti&lt;br /&gt;Que teus dedos&lt;br /&gt;Percorriam minhas costas&lt;br /&gt;E que brincavas&lt;br /&gt;De criar borboletas sobre a pele.&lt;br /&gt;Depois pousavas as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Na minha cintura e&lt;br /&gt;Dizias que eu era tua,&lt;br /&gt;Dizias: Descansa coração...&lt;br /&gt;Me esquentou na sutileza&lt;br /&gt;De abraçar meu corpo adormecido,&lt;br /&gt;Eu pedi, sussurrando baixinho:&lt;br /&gt;Se perca hoje comigo...&lt;br /&gt;E me leva contigo paraDebaixo do cobertor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cáh Morandi)&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/490042530124879513-3890522279921991463?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3890522279921991463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-buscava-o-sono-na-noite-em-que-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3890522279921991463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3890522279921991463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-buscava-o-sono-na-noite-em-que-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uoweYfj73k4/SFgvHyK0OYI/AAAAAAAAA0U/1up7wex3TkU/s72-c/cobertor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3669344177254911607</id><published>2009-10-19T20:57:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:00:42.050-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marlene CAstilho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAABSHGWA-YLGDBN5ve3cjjIF8dBFTFaJybyk2FLlpK9Nhhhea2bJg1IPIFisGFxHyVaa3E-0968UvSOfNctJyvJ3AJtU9VB7eRlPqJFfERLX6c3Qrxff_6-5Fw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 469px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAABSHGWA-YLGDBN5ve3cjjIF8dBFTFaJybyk2FLlpK9Nhhhea2bJg1IPIFisGFxHyVaa3E-0968UvSOfNctJyvJ3AJtU9VB7eRlPqJFfERLX6c3Qrxff_6-5Fw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Era uma vez um VENTO que perguntou ao tempo qual era o segredo de se amar a cada momento. O TEMPO disse que o segredo estava na alegria de cada dia porque sem ela a tristeza reinaria.O vento foi atrás da alegria para saber do segredo que a irradia. A ALEGRIA disse que a bondade lhe acompanhava que ela refletia o que a bondade demonstrava.O vento foi até a bondade para saber qual era a verdade. A BONDADE disse que a compaixão a guiava que era a única que a libertava.O vento correu até a compaixão para saber de onde vinha tal dedicação.A COMPAIXÃO disse que o segredo está no coração porque sem ele ficamos até sem respiração. Então o vento desceu até o CORAÇÃO para chegar ao fundo de sua emoção ...Descobrindo assim &lt;strong&gt;que do coração saia o sentimento e o segredo de se amar a cada momento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marlene Castilho)&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/490042530124879513-3669344177254911607?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3669344177254911607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/era-uma-vez-um-vento-que-perguntou-ao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3669344177254911607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3669344177254911607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/era-uma-vez-um-vento-que-perguntou-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-117689219789997841</id><published>2009-10-19T20:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:55:59.185-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.cancaonova.com/parceirosdavida/files/2007/06/namoro_cristao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.cancaonova.com/parceirosdavida/files/2007/06/namoro_cristao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wz7rXs_GE-M/Sa_eV51uyVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/aP-Ik13Xijs/S700/j0430877.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A construção de sentimentos bons é alicerce de boa vontade que impera no sub consciente até conquistar estágios de superação em relação a sonhos antigos,alguns muitas vezes inconfenssáveis...vontade nata que as coisas dêem certo e que estejamos protegidos e amparados pelas correntes de paz e amor que direcionarão a vida em fatos e atos de uma vivência harmonioza de luz e infinito amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Pablo)&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/490042530124879513-117689219789997841?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/117689219789997841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/construcao-de-sentimentos-bons-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/117689219789997841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/117689219789997841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/construcao-de-sentimentos-bons-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6571230852446133062</id><published>2009-10-19T20:46:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:47:36.308-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Helder Câmera'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/milieu/1225537338/1231151529085/346008441/ln/Z62jho5.jpg?sig=10514wu"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/milieu/1225537338/1231151529085/346008441/ln/Z62jho5.jpg?sig=10514wu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;É graça divina começar bem.&lt;br /&gt;Graça maior persistir na caminhada certa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a graça das graças é não desistir nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( Helder Câmara)&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/490042530124879513-6571230852446133062?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6571230852446133062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-graca-divina-comecar-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6571230852446133062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6571230852446133062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-graca-divina-comecar-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7802183570594220319</id><published>2009-10-19T16:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:42:37.976-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valquíria Cordeiro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Styptpp7y_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/I9wtNMhlkuY/s400/238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Styptpp7y_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/I9wtNMhlkuY/s400/238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será um anjo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;De onde vem essa voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;que fala de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nos meus ouvidos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e esses olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;quando me olhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;atiça os meus sentidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;De onde vem?&lt;br /&gt;de onde vem essa paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;que toma contado meu peito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e essa felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;que invade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;quando eu ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;me deitoDe onde vem?&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E de onde veio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que abraçou a minha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;alma e curou os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;meus anseios...&lt;br /&gt;Será um anjo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ou algo assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que em tão pouco tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tem tudo de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quem é você ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E de onde veio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Valquiria Cordeiro)&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/490042530124879513-7802183570594220319?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7802183570594220319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sera-um-anjo-de-onde-vem-essa-voz-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7802183570594220319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7802183570594220319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sera-um-anjo-de-onde-vem-essa-voz-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/Styptpp7y_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/I9wtNMhlkuY/s72-c/238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2124453381236382944</id><published>2009-10-17T23:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:19:34.081-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valquíria Cordeiro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-ZcEDlrJFs/SaUdnWqpJeI/AAAAAAAABgI/OcDPe4vabuc/S254/MVC-014S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-ZcEDlrJFs/SaUdnWqpJeI/AAAAAAAABgI/OcDPe4vabuc/S254/MVC-014S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanta Luz existe em você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta luz existe em você&lt;br /&gt;já nem sei explicar&lt;br /&gt;uma luz que ilumina&lt;br /&gt;que te faz brilhar&lt;br /&gt;será o seu sorriso?&lt;br /&gt;ou será o seu olhar?&lt;br /&gt;não sei de onde vem&lt;br /&gt;mas olho pra você e ai esta!&lt;br /&gt;essa luz linda a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;deve vir do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;que de pureza pôs-se a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;ou quem sabe da sua alma,&lt;br /&gt;que brilha de tanto amar&lt;br /&gt;mas pensando bem pouco importa,&lt;br /&gt;o importante você já faz...&lt;br /&gt;Brilha!&lt;br /&gt;que essa luz nunca se extingue&lt;br /&gt;sempre brilhe mais e mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quanta luz existe em você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Valquíria Cordeiro)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/490042530124879513-2124453381236382944?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2124453381236382944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/quanta-luz-existe-em-voce-quanta-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2124453381236382944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2124453381236382944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/quanta-luz-existe-em-voce-quanta-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w-ZcEDlrJFs/SaUdnWqpJeI/AAAAAAAABgI/OcDPe4vabuc/s72-c/MVC-014S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7206718650243526437</id><published>2009-10-17T22:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:48:14.189-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sirlei L. Passolongo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://louletania.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/anjos%20dior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://louletania.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/anjos%20dior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Vista-se com as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Embriague-se da noite...&lt;br /&gt;Depois, feche os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Os anjos farão cafuné&lt;br /&gt;nos seus cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Sirlei L. Passolongo)&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/490042530124879513-7206718650243526437?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7206718650243526437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/vista-se-com-as-estrelas-embriague-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7206718650243526437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7206718650243526437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/vista-se-com-as-estrelas-embriague-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3359978243565670873</id><published>2009-10-17T22:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:24:31.719-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipe Macedo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WvzJESHC4P8/SkGv3hElK_I/AAAAAAAACic/JtH3LtP0m5s/s400/98335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WvzJESHC4P8/SkGv3hElK_I/AAAAAAAACic/JtH3LtP0m5s/s400/98335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procure-se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procure-se&lt;br /&gt;você é dono de si mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Então mostra,&lt;br /&gt;dentro de você mora a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;ela só pode aparecer se você estiver inteiro&lt;br /&gt;não adianta busca-lá no próximo,&lt;br /&gt;não vai encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;precisa primeiro&lt;br /&gt;tê-la dentro de você&lt;br /&gt;para não depositar em outro alguém!&lt;br /&gt;apenas compartilhar&lt;br /&gt;cresça com as perdas não precisa chorar por elas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que você se veja feliz&lt;br /&gt;e não tente fazer alguem feliz se não se sente assim..&lt;br /&gt;a vida é uma só&lt;br /&gt;e espera por você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Filipe Macedo )&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/490042530124879513-3359978243565670873?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3359978243565670873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/procure-se-procure-se-voce-e-dono-de-si.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3359978243565670873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3359978243565670873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/procure-se-procure-se-voce-e-dono-de-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WvzJESHC4P8/SkGv3hElK_I/AAAAAAAACic/JtH3LtP0m5s/s72-c/98335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2764388953908352237</id><published>2009-10-16T00:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:36:11.916-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marla de Queiroz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAB5J_sJTo7qgFdt1vqlXxhYBblC_yjPGx0VHut5Koc_ENPP3eGx49IHLoNipD_cGYyk4zh5Iw4x6VfkiK45HLwXAJtU9VAxxSFivtgU8gYcS0ZBmVV56xfJ9Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAB5J_sJTo7qgFdt1vqlXxhYBblC_yjPGx0VHut5Koc_ENPP3eGx49IHLoNipD_cGYyk4zh5Iw4x6VfkiK45HLwXAJtU9VAxxSFivtgU8gYcS0ZBmVV56xfJ9Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Quando você me contou que havia um abismo no seu peito, um buraco no seu coração, eu tentei visualizar abismos e buracos...E vi muito coração dentro deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Marla de Queiroz)&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/490042530124879513-2764388953908352237?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2764388953908352237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-voce-me-contou-que-havia-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2764388953908352237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2764388953908352237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-voce-me-contou-que-havia-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-172709108527312196</id><published>2009-10-16T00:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:23:46.712-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pe. Fábio de Melo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAADZvLluKzCPLizuW3v6qWNK0FmFSfTulD5elH1lAZNR8ZPSyu3JRorN20mUwDKEA7CIzm_zNZTtjQDt67M-P8ViAJtU9VCKKKGS264hqzC0FXGc0l8B2EpbQw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAADZvLluKzCPLizuW3v6qWNK0FmFSfTulD5elH1lAZNR8ZPSyu3JRorN20mUwDKEA7CIzm_zNZTtjQDt67M-P8ViAJtU9VCKKKGS264hqzC0FXGc0l8B2EpbQw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Simplicidade é um conceito que nos remete ao estado mais puro da realidade. A semente é simples porque não se perde na tentativa de ser outra coisa. É o que é. Não desperdiça seu tempo querendo ser flor antes da hora. Cumpre o ritual de existir, compreendendo-se em cada etapa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( Pe. Fábio de Melo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/490042530124879513-172709108527312196?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/172709108527312196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplicidade-e-um-conceito-que-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/172709108527312196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/172709108527312196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplicidade-e-um-conceito-que-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-1345437027725283096</id><published>2009-10-16T00:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:11:18.823-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolina Salcides'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ScXu93kdY1Y/R1Qhv5gjnlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QY9__z562JE/s1600-R/dibujos-duendes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ScXu93kdY1Y/R1Qhv5gjnlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QY9__z562JE/s1600-R/dibujos-duendes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="_linkInterstitial('http://bp0.blogger.com/_ScXu93kdY1Y/R1Qh\74wbr\76v5gjnlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QY9__z562JE/s1600-R/\74wbr\76dibujos-duendes.jpg'); return false;" href="javascript:void(0);" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="_linkInterstitial('http://bp0.blogger.com/_ScXu93kdY1Y/R1Qh\74wbr\76v5gjnlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QY9__z562JE/s1600-R/\74wbr\76dibujos-duendes.jpg'); return false;" href="javascript:void(0);" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Toda Mulher é uma Fada,&lt;br /&gt;Que vive entre a fantasia e a realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Algumas carregam o mundo nas costas;&lt;br /&gt;Outras o englobam e com sua magia,&lt;br /&gt;transformam tudo que tocam...&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo vida... beleza ... cor...&lt;br /&gt;Liberdade e amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Carolina Salcides)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="_linkInterstitial('http://bp0.blogger.com/_ScXu93kdY1Y/R1Qh\74wbr\76v5gjnlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QY9__z562JE/s1600-R/\74wbr\76dibujos-duendes.jpg'); 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/_nPeMC5aeAxk/SUBf7uQSZdI/AAAAAAAAARs/__rGFtTUom0/s400/cpab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu sempre estendi as mãos&lt;br /&gt;para as borboletas...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, fiquei imóvel&lt;br /&gt;e uma pousou no meu pé. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Fabio Rocha)&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/490042530124879513-7484270860535581826?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7484270860535581826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-sempre-estendi-as-maos-para-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7484270860535581826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7484270860535581826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-sempre-estendi-as-maos-para-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8514569898701861559</id><published>2009-10-15T23:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:46:06.738-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adriana Murar'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAACTdjMC38MgdOCu8uhUySXsF5PgaZC3A5jHX34sqob7CxUqp0Oa5gmjnpJK7ZPREIpHpt8jBYi0cUtr3HkxbxoyAJtU9VA_MZ9v1UZ8fCM1mhTrgcAhoajf5g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAACtdkL5t2JtXjj_7NJLgAyqeaHXpcjrU5J1-d0BaYNHy_03xUbhX6bYXrVnIhsWWTIwWtWlf0HxO_7xtXNtwW6BAJtU9VBUis9WmaR4AIH4awD3ASvYYM-dHw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"É bem justo que eu consagre este milagre que dos olhos faz descrer...&lt;br /&gt;Quando alguém quer ver no mundo o que é profundo fecha os olhos para ver"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Catullo da Paixão Cearense)&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/490042530124879513-3649783531364031376?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3649783531364031376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-bem-justo-que-eu-consagre-este.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3649783531364031376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3649783531364031376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-bem-justo-que-eu-consagre-este.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2641651156258937341</id><published>2009-10-15T23:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:33:04.944-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terezinha C.Werson'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4QDF15RpoEw/SUsJWEPY8LI/AAAAAAAABIo/kUrReoNQTuw/s400/ATgAAADImJLwsV90uu2SbRgLJYy4jwK4J7YmwJ0IVULH9fVmU_-PHhMft8v7GcMhuETglKhH0dlgRPx1dg8hviwTIl4DAJtU9VABL4Z52DHLUOszrt-VIe3qx3f8Vg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4QDF15RpoEw/SUsJWEPY8LI/AAAAAAAABIo/kUrReoNQTuw/s400/ATgAAADImJLwsV90uu2SbRgLJYy4jwK4J7YmwJ0IVULH9fVmU_-PHhMft8v7GcMhuETglKhH0dlgRPx1dg8hviwTIl4DAJtU9VABL4Z52DHLUOszrt-VIe3qx3f8Vg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasci, sonhando...&lt;br /&gt;Meu primeiro choro,&lt;br /&gt;foi de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;cresci entre flores, e espinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Meus dias, e minhas noites,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;foram de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;em todas estradas,&lt;br /&gt;haviam sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e entre os sonhos me perdi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei entre nuvens, e estrelas&lt;br /&gt;andei sobre rosas,&lt;br /&gt;e lá nas nuvens falei com Deus&lt;br /&gt;cantei um coro, com todos os anjos&lt;br /&gt;andei entre árvores orvalhadas&lt;br /&gt;andei na relva macia&lt;br /&gt;deitei na sombra da floresta fria,&lt;br /&gt;chorei sentada na relva macia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei sobre as águas do mar revolto&lt;br /&gt;contei as ondas bem devagar...&lt;br /&gt;Olhei o mar, e vi tanta beleza&lt;br /&gt;eu vi tristeza e vi solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco foi sonho&lt;br /&gt;um pouco verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Terezinha C Werson)&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/490042530124879513-2641651156258937341?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2641651156258937341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sonhos-nasci-sonhando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2641651156258937341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2641651156258937341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/sonhos-nasci-sonhando.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4QDF15RpoEw/SUsJWEPY8LI/AAAAAAAABIo/kUrReoNQTuw/s72-c/ATgAAADImJLwsV90uu2SbRgLJYy4jwK4J7YmwJ0IVULH9fVmU_-PHhMft8v7GcMhuETglKhH0dlgRPx1dg8hviwTIl4DAJtU9VABL4Z52DHLUOszrt-VIe3qx3f8Vg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6588923515746863174</id><published>2009-10-15T22:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:00:09.649-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naeno'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AoEWcA_N0Fk/R2F0puSgUNI/AAAAAAAADKQ/tqRf0JGH89I/s400/14509276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AoEWcA_N0Fk/R2F0puSgUNI/AAAAAAAADKQ/tqRf0JGH89I/s400/14509276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Esta é exclusiva para ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEU BEBÊ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com quem parece o menino&lt;br /&gt;Com ele próprio parece&lt;br /&gt;A cor dos olhos da mãe&lt;br /&gt;Com a flor que o pai deu a ela.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando pro meu menino&lt;br /&gt;É como posso me olhar&lt;br /&gt;Notando em mim cada parte&lt;br /&gt;A parte de mim,&lt;br /&gt;que eu sei&lt;br /&gt;A parte de mim, oculta&lt;br /&gt;E, mais agora, esta parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do tio &lt;strong&gt;Naeno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;para o fulaninho teu.&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/490042530124879513-6588923515746863174?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6588923515746863174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/esta-e-exclusiva-para-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6588923515746863174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6588923515746863174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/esta-e-exclusiva-para-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AoEWcA_N0Fk/R2F0puSgUNI/AAAAAAAADKQ/tqRf0JGH89I/s72-c/14509276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-4880950918127910112</id><published>2009-10-15T22:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:44:44.214-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simone Weil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATYAAADi9o6YpXChw8HDNvkVRaFzJS-8p1P14_HcRbg9SFGjjUOHhEiOOr6_GpkGfbMuqrzgoM1kMl_G5EyAxJpgJxEHAJtU9VBRkKOmJr91q2iez7h18uH9LOIvSQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATYAAADi9o6YpXChw8HDNvkVRaFzJS-8p1P14_HcRbg9SFGjjUOHhEiOOr6_GpkGfbMuqrzgoM1kMl_G5EyAxJpgJxEHAJtU9VBRkKOmJr91q2iez7h18uH9LOIvSQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A amizade não se busca,&lt;br /&gt;não se sonha,&lt;br /&gt;não se deseja;&lt;br /&gt;ela exerce-se,&lt;br /&gt;é uma virtude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Simone Weil)&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/490042530124879513-4880950918127910112?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/4880950918127910112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/amizade-nao-se-busca-nao-se-sonha-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/4880950918127910112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/4880950918127910112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/amizade-nao-se-busca-nao-se-sonha-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7054159916276395829</id><published>2009-10-15T22:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:32:35.081-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elói Elizabett Bocheco'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAAD7UfmcCgrVlaO1lUmDNfkeEw0w6Ch7TPh6wTtPNUoC6-xSyKtt54a-PqNJWUYY6LQYjv36HR-QfUJ-G9Wg3Iw5AJtU9VBLGxzo6zTjQvyhycuH5419QLPY9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAAD7UfmcCgrVlaO1lUmDNfkeEw0w6Ch7TPh6wTtPNUoC6-xSyKtt54a-PqNJWUYY6LQYjv36HR-QfUJ-G9Wg3Iw5AJtU9VBLGxzo6zTjQvyhycuH5419QLPY9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rosalina tem&lt;br /&gt;segredos de&lt;br /&gt;várias cores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O segredo verde&lt;br /&gt;ela conta só no&lt;br /&gt;ouvido do beija-flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O segredo lilás&lt;br /&gt;ela prende no cabelo&lt;br /&gt;e vai passear com a&lt;br /&gt;Gata Lina numa caverna&lt;br /&gt;quase de verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O segredo transparente&lt;br /&gt;ela põe pra tingir no&lt;br /&gt;sol de setembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;O segredo azul&lt;br /&gt;ela conta só pra mim,&lt;br /&gt;que não conto&lt;br /&gt;pra ninguém&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quem sabe,&lt;br /&gt;no ano que vem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Eloí Elizabet Bocheco )&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/490042530124879513-7054159916276395829?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7054159916276395829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rosalina-tem-segredos-de-varias-cores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7054159916276395829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7054159916276395829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/rosalina-tem-segredos-de-varias-cores.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-24852180799752536</id><published>2009-10-15T22:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:20:43.576-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eugene Field'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAB6d_tcMMgYo7cPd4aWoFi7eqmTUH65Mc3ZnjGMDFkYZFfLoVRP3cpL0B5SwsWTCVBm0FIG5ACU6Xd3rb_zJF7fAJtU9VDg7A69k7HlvRyGiLLZroL996cTcQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATgAAAB6d_tcMMgYo7cPd4aWoFi7eqmTUH65Mc3ZnjGMDFkYZFfLoVRP3cpL0B5SwsWTCVBm0FIG5ACU6Xd3rb_zJF7fAJtU9VDg7A69k7HlvRyGiLLZroL996cTcQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Você já ouviu falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Em uma árvore esquisita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Que dá doces e bombons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Balas, cocadas de fitas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Todas as frutas do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nela estão penduradas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sempre maduras, docinhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Já nascem cristalizadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Um gato de chocolate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E um cachorro de pão doce,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;São da árvore sentinelas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mas nos deixam tocar nela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Portanto, é só chegar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E os doces apanhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Porém há um probleminha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Onde fica a arvorezinha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Onde é que ela fica mesmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Em que lugar bom se esconde?&lt;br /&gt;Fica na Terra dos Sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;No País do Não Sei Onde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Eugene Field)&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/490042530124879513-24852180799752536?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/24852180799752536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/voce-ja-ouviu-falar-em-uma-arvore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/24852180799752536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/24852180799752536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/voce-ja-ouviu-falar-em-uma-arvore.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7633648920488620569</id><published>2009-10-15T22:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:13:34.019-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Apoena'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_XltxlPvk0_0/STMsAklsWPI/AAAAAAAABa8/rZEwTRe7p0k/s400/a%20dor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_XltxlPvk0_0/STMsAklsWPI/AAAAAAAABa8/rZEwTRe7p0k/s400/a%20dor2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;— E você, por que desvia o olhar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;— Porque eu tenho medo de altura.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo de cair para dentro de você.&lt;br /&gt;Há nos seus olhos castanhos certos&lt;br /&gt;desenhos que me lembram montanhas,&lt;br /&gt;cordilheiras vistas do alto, em miniatura.&lt;br /&gt;Então, eu desvio os meus olhos para&lt;br /&gt;amarrá-los em qualquer pedra no chão&lt;br /&gt;e me salvar do amor. Mas, hoje,&lt;br /&gt;não encontraram pedra. Encontraram flor.&lt;br /&gt;E eu me agarrei às pétalas o mais que pude,&lt;br /&gt;sem sequer perceber que estava plantada&lt;br /&gt;num desses abismos, dentro dos seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Porque eu sou tímida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rita Apoena)&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/490042530124879513-7633648920488620569?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7633648920488620569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-voce-por-que-desvia-o-olhar-porque-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7633648920488620569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7633648920488620569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-voce-por-que-desvia-o-olhar-porque-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_XltxlPvk0_0/STMsAklsWPI/AAAAAAAABa8/rZEwTRe7p0k/s72-c/a%20dor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-647215410025828288</id><published>2009-10-15T21:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:09:16.801-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graciela da Cunha e Valquíria Cordeiro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StfD5ICql4I/AAAAAAAAARs/-L4p_7wt7VU/s1600-h/160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392994464978081666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StfD5ICql4I/AAAAAAAAARs/-L4p_7wt7VU/s320/160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A Tua Espera”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/cunha.graciela/SD3JDe6myKI/AAAAAAAAJ04/ALlU_ZbG0CY/ATYAAADBZgYWGNN8pCuDt5QipNox-9O-9FJdZjUrAfPsqBIh7mL7OCMMM1zLaUDjzZiQgXBDCbqTA4zhMbG6DfwiKk8xAJtU9VCADFL-AIBiCDfL-OvfKcFr8OPmOg.jpg?imgmax=512" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Estou aqui a tua espera,&lt;br /&gt;As horas não passam...&lt;br /&gt;Estou como uma adolescente,&lt;br /&gt;Te esperando no portão.&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração esta na mão...&lt;br /&gt;Como volúpia de uma cachoeira,&lt;br /&gt;fui um manancial de amor...&lt;br /&gt;Pura e imensa na minha paixão.&lt;br /&gt;E hoje essa dor sangra meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;De um jeito que só eu sei...&lt;br /&gt;Como uma navalha que corta,&lt;br /&gt;A carne sem sutura, sem analgésicos...&lt;br /&gt;Só sua volta pode livrar-me dela......&lt;br /&gt;Então não demore, estou a tua espera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Graciela da Cunha / Valquíria Cordeiro)&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/490042530124879513-647215410025828288?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/647215410025828288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/tua-espera-estou-aqui-tua-espera-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/647215410025828288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/647215410025828288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/tua-espera-estou-aqui-tua-espera-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StfD5ICql4I/AAAAAAAAARs/-L4p_7wt7VU/s72-c/160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8060746594792027829</id><published>2009-10-15T21:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:39:58.139-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cora Coralina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAADRaZYfLkBySknhEehQRs6HM08SoMqxJXYVcP7jShHdqOZPGXJ4AdqiirPH_xXyip6vXoV7aKDOutxpW7v-EbClAJtU9VDk-oJ3WCWrGS9pPFVCqUaXkOMSmQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums2/ATgAAADRaZYfLkBySknhEehQRs6HM08SoMqxJXYVcP7jShHdqOZPGXJ4AdqiirPH_xXyip6vXoV7aKDOutxpW7v-EbClAJtU9VDk-oJ3WCWrGS9pPFVCqUaXkOMSmQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assim eu vejo a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida tem duas faces:&lt;br /&gt;Positiva e negativa&lt;br /&gt;O passado foi duro&lt;br /&gt;mas deixou o seu legado&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é a grande sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;Que eu possa dignificar&lt;br /&gt;Minha condição de mulher,&lt;br /&gt;Aceitar suas limitações&lt;br /&gt;E me fazer pedra de segurança&lt;br /&gt;dos valores que vão desmoronando.&lt;br /&gt;Nasci em tempos rudes&lt;br /&gt;Aceitei contradições&lt;br /&gt;lutas e pedras&lt;br /&gt;como lições de vida&lt;br /&gt;e delas me sirvo&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Cora Coralina )&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/490042530124879513-8060746594792027829?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8060746594792027829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/assim-eu-vejo-vida-vida-tem-duas-faces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8060746594792027829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8060746594792027829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/assim-eu-vejo-vida-vida-tem-duas-faces.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-2905128404310474126</id><published>2009-10-15T21:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:34:41.880-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elmer Wheeler'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAADuo-jhzgT6dv9oK7XIOyxjFlzvEvfZToo4JRH8m31A40voQIn8X_gYLsllu7o90EYw_r3c1gqcV3r20wYtgtztAJtU9VCWIpVyqivgGfRDK30wIC4UFtHxwA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 420px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/albums3/ATcAAADuo-jhzgT6dv9oK7XIOyxjFlzvEvfZToo4JRH8m31A40voQIn8X_gYLsllu7o90EYw_r3c1gqcV3r20wYtgtztAJtU9VCWIpVyqivgGfRDK30wIC4UFtHxwA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pense profundamente.&lt;br /&gt;Fale gentilmente.&lt;br /&gt;Ame bastante.&lt;br /&gt;Ria frequentemente.&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhe com afinco.&lt;br /&gt;Dê com generosidade.&lt;br /&gt;Pague pontualmente.&lt;br /&gt;Ore fervorosamente.&lt;br /&gt;E seja bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Elmer Wheeler )&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/490042530124879513-2905128404310474126?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2905128404310474126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/pense-profundamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2905128404310474126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/2905128404310474126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/pense-profundamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3040632195716230302</id><published>2009-10-15T21:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:32:00.057-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosy Moreira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Maras2s2s/SCzO9qsm9NI/AAAAAAAACiw/FNjltaO0JLk/s400/29ekxlw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Maras2s2s/SCzO9qsm9NI/AAAAAAAACiw/FNjltaO0JLk/s400/29ekxlw.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Saudade é só uma fagulha de fogo&lt;br /&gt;que incendeia a fogueira apagada&lt;br /&gt;das minhas lembranças...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rosy Moreira)&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/490042530124879513-3040632195716230302?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3040632195716230302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/saudade-e-so-uma-fagulha-de-fogo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3040632195716230302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3040632195716230302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/saudade-e-so-uma-fagulha-de-fogo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/Maras2s2s/SCzO9qsm9NI/AAAAAAAACiw/FNjltaO0JLk/s72-c/29ekxlw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-3507457545188550592</id><published>2009-10-15T21:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:09:08.276-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosy Moreira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RQw6dABdVIY/STPrtG2QCjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/KYnYlrPvot0/s400/1217311671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RQw6dABdVIY/STPrtG2QCjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/KYnYlrPvot0/s400/1217311671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que sempre haja&lt;br /&gt;uma fresta aberta na sua janela&lt;br /&gt;onde penetre e brilhe o sorriso&lt;br /&gt;dos lábios macios do dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rosy Moreira)&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/490042530124879513-3507457545188550592?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3507457545188550592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-sempre-haja-uma-fresta-aberta-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3507457545188550592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/3507457545188550592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-sempre-haja-uma-fresta-aberta-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RQw6dABdVIY/STPrtG2QCjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/KYnYlrPvot0/s72-c/1217311671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-7890536790406745313</id><published>2009-10-15T20:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:51:44.472-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosy Moreira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/daniely.miller0/SP8ALe3y2yI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/b6QHsT3nmJA/s400/ac1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/daniely.miller0/SP8ALe3y2yI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/b6QHsT3nmJA/s400/ac1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEGADAS SILENCIOSAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque o amor chega assim&lt;br /&gt;sempre em hora inesperada&lt;br /&gt;inevitável como a madrugada...&lt;br /&gt;como pétala de rosa que se abre nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;de sentimentos desmaiados.&lt;br /&gt;É um amor de pegadas silenciosas&lt;br /&gt;que verte sua essência&lt;br /&gt;deita-se nas linhas da inspiração&lt;br /&gt;lambe o rio&lt;br /&gt;corre na minha rua&lt;br /&gt;galopa numa nuvem que beija uma flor.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento vem de portas abertas...&lt;br /&gt;malas prontas...&lt;br /&gt;se sentindo o mais novo habitante&lt;br /&gt;desse coração de perfume agasalhado no seu ninho.&lt;br /&gt;E meus olhos garoam de fascinação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Rosy Moreira )&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/490042530124879513-7890536790406745313?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7890536790406745313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/pegadas-silenciosas-porque-o-amor-chega.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7890536790406745313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/7890536790406745313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/pegadas-silenciosas-porque-o-amor-chega.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/daniely.miller0/SP8ALe3y2yI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/b6QHsT3nmJA/s72-c/ac1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-508724933619474847</id><published>2009-10-15T20:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:33:28.218-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antoine sw Saint-Exupéry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yPjWoausreI/SSv0zsUFybI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ao0W_nMMw-E/s400/rosas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yPjWoausreI/SSv0zsUFybI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ao0W_nMMw-E/s400/rosas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Foi o tempo que perdeste com tua rosa,&lt;br /&gt;que fez da tua rosa.. tão importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Antoine de Saint- Exupéry )&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/490042530124879513-508724933619474847?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/508724933619474847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/foi-o-tempo-que-perdeste-com-tua-rosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/508724933619474847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/508724933619474847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/foi-o-tempo-que-perdeste-com-tua-rosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yPjWoausreI/SSv0zsUFybI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ao0W_nMMw-E/s72-c/rosas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6378952699485638891</id><published>2009-10-15T20:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:12:50.568-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adélia Prado'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SMUYaPvdFZI/AAAAAAAAP0A/YKWYidqOQ8s/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SMUYaPvdFZI/AAAAAAAAP0A/YKWYidqOQ8s/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Uma ocasião meu pai pintou a casa&lt;br /&gt;toda de alaranjado brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;Por muito tempo moramos numa casa,&lt;br /&gt;como ele mesmo dizia,&lt;br /&gt;constantemente amanhecendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Adélia Prado)&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/490042530124879513-6378952699485638891?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6378952699485638891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/uma-ocasiao-meu-pai-pintou-casa-toda-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6378952699485638891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6378952699485638891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/uma-ocasiao-meu-pai-pintou-casa-toda-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/SMUYaPvdFZI/AAAAAAAAP0A/YKWYidqOQ8s/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-669105239843707687</id><published>2009-10-15T20:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:10:33.225-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hermann Hesse'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/GIFSFABRICADAJU/SDRzo7kWEbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Gmt6wImPO9M/s400/Animation2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/GIFSFABRICADAJU/SDRzo7kWEbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Gmt6wImPO9M/s400/Animation2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nada lhe posso dar que já não exista em você mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso abrir-lhe outro mundo de imagens,&lt;br /&gt;além daquele que há em sua própria alma.&lt;br /&gt;Nada lhe posso dar a não ser a oportunidade, o impulso, a chave.&lt;br /&gt;Eu o ajudarei a tornar visível o seu próprio mundo, e isso é tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Hermann Hesse)&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/490042530124879513-669105239843707687?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/669105239843707687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nada-lhe-posso-dar-que-ja-nao-exista-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/669105239843707687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/669105239843707687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/nada-lhe-posso-dar-que-ja-nao-exista-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-6324464794217176105</id><published>2009-10-15T19:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:55:55.162-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luna Lua'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SteoWuQIBgI/AAAAAAAAARk/OtUwAi6RwmI/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392964187125712386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SteoWuQIBgI/AAAAAAAAARk/OtUwAi6RwmI/s320/55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eu queria que seu coração&lt;br /&gt;abraçasse o meu ...&lt;br /&gt;Só para sentir o seu calor&lt;br /&gt;dentro da minha alma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Luna Lua)&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/490042530124879513-6324464794217176105?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6324464794217176105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-queria-que-seu-coracao-abracasse-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6324464794217176105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/6324464794217176105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-queria-que-seu-coracao-abracasse-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/SteoWuQIBgI/AAAAAAAAARk/OtUwAi6RwmI/s72-c/55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-878375545736111250</id><published>2009-10-15T19:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:53:25.225-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StenygTViOI/AAAAAAAAARc/jOk_M3DWGHQ/s1600-h/159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392963564905793762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StenygTViOI/AAAAAAAAARc/jOk_M3DWGHQ/s320/159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O tempo é algo que não volta atrás...&lt;br /&gt;por isso...&lt;br /&gt;Plante seu jardim..&lt;br /&gt;e decore sua alma...&lt;br /&gt;ao invés de esperar que alguém lhe traga flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Willian Shakespeare)&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/490042530124879513-878375545736111250?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/878375545736111250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-tempo-e-algo-que-nao-volta-atras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/878375545736111250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/878375545736111250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-tempo-e-algo-que-nao-volta-atras.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/StenygTViOI/AAAAAAAAARc/jOk_M3DWGHQ/s72-c/159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-490042530124879513.post-8434850128627003699</id><published>2009-10-15T19:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:42:39.594-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tito Olívio Henriques'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1S8NMiwCRvQ/SSGX5wHv3eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/712CzMHrvsE/s400/0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1S8NMiwCRvQ/SSGX5wHv3eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/712CzMHrvsE/s400/0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARINHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria pôr fragrância em teu regaço,&lt;br /&gt;Com rosas e outras flores de jardim;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer-te olvidar tédio e cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;Erguer-te num altar de oiro e marfim;&lt;br /&gt;Depois enovelar-me no teu peito,&lt;br /&gt;Como mimado infante, insatisfeito.&lt;br /&gt;Havia de brincar com teu cabelo,&lt;br /&gt;Puxar-te a fita verde dos teus laços,&lt;br /&gt;Até que tu e eu fôssemos um elo&lt;br /&gt;Da suave cadeia dos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;E, no esplendor do olhar de intenso brilho,&lt;br /&gt;Me murmurasses: - meu amor, meu filho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Tito Olívio Henriques)&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/490042530124879513-8434850128627003699?l=apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8434850128627003699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/carinho-queria-por-fragrancia-em-teu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8434850128627003699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/490042530124879513/posts/default/8434850128627003699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenasfloratrevida.blogspot.com/2009/10/carinho-queria-por-fragrancia-em-teu.html' title=''/><author><name>Flôr Atrevida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135322549855729311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fc2tvfMKCJo/S_qJt6CGA0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/fhD9G_h6Wg0/S220/preto+e+branco.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_1S8NMiwCRvQ/SSGX5wHv3eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/712CzMHrvsE/s72-c/0462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
