tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37576351809364910162024-02-07T21:56:17.401-08:00♫ What Do You Think About That (?)"Além do que se vê..."[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-47424112719991148382011-09-01T20:56:00.000-07:002011-09-01T20:56:47.993-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Olha, eu sei que o barco tá furado, e eu sei que você também sabe. Mas queria te pedir para não parar de remar, não. Por que te ver remando me faz não querer parar também.</i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Caio Fernando Abreu</i></span></div>
[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-37311714140509258712011-08-14T21:50:00.000-07:002011-08-14T17:01:54.086-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbmk_cliqiYOs_pxNdBMCRdLoVbSXgHSvEgleKaRYxfxGrrbJbXKk9Fi5yxKtTFF3__9qTxg87pvnCPvA7kVaEvpRfke506c2bcQFTBxyku75IQZEQrip6KJmuEpRl183SYsASb8RG7bc/s1600/PQAAAHZc66sqAg9FDwDYUMFNP5x4C8Z7MHfI5U3JcU4S0msY-EzLdg0LtWZv5G5BBBTx2mxrBHTG20MGXiuqU0oTEFAAm1T1UFh6Z6qewi1hVxD7VylwalEc4ROW.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbmk_cliqiYOs_pxNdBMCRdLoVbSXgHSvEgleKaRYxfxGrrbJbXKk9Fi5yxKtTFF3__9qTxg87pvnCPvA7kVaEvpRfke506c2bcQFTBxyku75IQZEQrip6KJmuEpRl183SYsASb8RG7bc/s400/PQAAAHZc66sqAg9FDwDYUMFNP5x4C8Z7MHfI5U3JcU4S0msY-EzLdg0LtWZv5G5BBBTx2mxrBHTG20MGXiuqU0oTEFAAm1T1UFh6Z6qewi1hVxD7VylwalEc4ROW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640865661496209890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>[Pai...]</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p align="center" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center; line-height:17.1pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i></i></span></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Pode ser que daqui a algum tempo
<br />Haja tempo prá gente ser mais
<br />Muito mais que dois grandes amigos
<br />Pai e filho talvez...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Pode ser que daí você sinta
<br />Qualquer coisa entre
<br />Esses vinte ou trinta
<br />Longos anos em busca de paz...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Pode crer, eu tô bem
<br />Eu vou indo
<br />Tô tentando, vivendo e pedindo
<br />Com loucura prá você renascer...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Eu não faço questão de ser tudo
<br />Só não quero e não vou ficar mudo
<br />Prá falar de amor
<br />Prá você...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Senta aqui que o jantar tá na mesa
<br />Fala um pouco tua voz tá tão presa
<br />Nos ensine esse jogo da vida
<br />Onde a vida só paga prá ver...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Me perdoa essa insegurança
<br />É que eu não sou mais
<br />Aquela criança
<br />Que um dia morrendo de medo
<br />Nos teus braços você fez segredo
<br />Nos teus passos você foi mais eu...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Eu cresci e não houve outro jeito
<br />Quero só recostar no teu peito
<br />Prá pedir prá você ir lá em casa
<br />E brincar de vovô com meu filho
<br />No tapete da sala de estar
<br />Ah! Ah! Ah!...</i></span></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pai!
<br />Você foi meu herói meu bandido
<br />Hoje é mais
<br />Muito mais que um amigo
<br />Nem você nem ninguém tá sozinho
<br />Você faz parte desse caminho
<br />Que hoje eu sigo em paz
<br />Pai! Paz!...</i></span></p><p></p></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-30745063480774493122011-08-03T15:28:00.000-07:002011-08-14T16:54:54.420-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGZDSySW86CguhGarPKs66hwGq9lSx_pXpiMvcmSoavKkzWhG_b3-9WgmT5ZEH_qs1l8pCzYcqhplW2LjwmGhgKV3czXtFaWh6VX-MOdLYG1tdAiJG4u-t-qm-RQPUQZGk8pGrTfKlFCQ/s1600/DSC09999.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGZDSySW86CguhGarPKs66hwGq9lSx_pXpiMvcmSoavKkzWhG_b3-9WgmT5ZEH_qs1l8pCzYcqhplW2LjwmGhgKV3czXtFaWh6VX-MOdLYG1tdAiJG4u-t-qm-RQPUQZGk8pGrTfKlFCQ/s400/DSC09999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636760451828598386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><b>[Black]</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; color:gray;mso-themecolor:background1;mso-themeshade:128;mso-ansi-language: EN-US">♫</span></i></span><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Georgia","serif"; color:gray;mso-themecolor:background1;mso-themeshade:128;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"> "And I'll go back to black..."</span></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;color:gray;mso-themecolor: background1;mso-themeshade:128;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p></p></i></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-24473552063467718002011-07-24T20:09:00.000-07:002011-07-24T20:20:36.954-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsl3nXo7OCKa9Ud6jHzRsEaWKXN3l6LdtDU3r1sKpwYORajPVA0HiplfK3ewSO43j0JC9xwAOChIvBWk0J5gLvGuiDT3GulLfdn_52rwmYXbWvc2e11_gnK3YdBu6iYwpKWfOns_biJM/s1600/Foto0580.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsl3nXo7OCKa9Ud6jHzRsEaWKXN3l6LdtDU3r1sKpwYORajPVA0HiplfK3ewSO43j0JC9xwAOChIvBWk0J5gLvGuiDT3GulLfdn_52rwmYXbWvc2e11_gnK3YdBu6iYwpKWfOns_biJM/s400/Foto0580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633122098789807154" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><p style="line-height: 19px; text-align: center; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>[Praia do Meio, Natal - RN]</b></span></p><p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; " >O nosso amor não vai parar de rolar<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" > <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">De seguir e fugir como um rio<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Como uma pedra que divide o rio<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Me diga coisas bonitas</span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">O nosso amor não vai olhar para trás<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Desencantar nem ser tema de livro<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">A vida inteira eu quis um verso simples<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Pra transformar o que eu digo</span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Rimas fáceis, calafrios<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Fura o dedo, faz um pacto comigo<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Por um segundo teu no meu<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p align="center" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; "><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Por um segundo mais feliz</span></i></p></span><p></p><p></p></i></span>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-37416116173699289472011-05-14T20:21:00.000-07:002011-05-14T20:24:16.992-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1m92p6q5xrSf6UQnlGBiuGpL2DExa6yy6vVTlcCq8whnjJkt_zPiIU2YJRaok_J50DxaWj_jCwZbnx-fYYAj2EA7QG3ugT4rsWjftPr33wNp1MnzutfktLe1lHNDqltMvIZfCUuOAjQ0/s1600/DSC00090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1m92p6q5xrSf6UQnlGBiuGpL2DExa6yy6vVTlcCq8whnjJkt_zPiIU2YJRaok_J50DxaWj_jCwZbnx-fYYAj2EA7QG3ugT4rsWjftPr33wNp1MnzutfktLe1lHNDqltMvIZfCUuOAjQ0/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606777965678706146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i>[Como peças de Xadrez...]</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 35px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>E eu sei, que tem suas defesas e seus escudos… eu sei.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 35px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Espero de braços abertos para que deixe-me mostrar que não precisa deles comigo. Não comigo</i></span></span></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-75128381016760044722011-04-22T08:11:00.000-07:002011-04-22T08:18:35.967-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXRjpvrqpSZidEN2VJT5RwlQdV1eAq1OVqt6t1dFr-yoVy_e9wEZL4Sjae-AL2aECMHTBKUeWqFBpdFEmPcSBpOWsqR29abUssB8fDAbLBjN5td6tEkex3g4dySt35KS2fZSeqaNPVCr8/s1600/DSC02871.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXRjpvrqpSZidEN2VJT5RwlQdV1eAq1OVqt6t1dFr-yoVy_e9wEZL4Sjae-AL2aECMHTBKUeWqFBpdFEmPcSBpOWsqR29abUssB8fDAbLBjN5td6tEkex3g4dySt35KS2fZSeqaNPVCr8/s400/DSC02871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598426169728202418" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b>[Pelas ruas de Natal...]</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Eu vi a buganvília a dançar na ventania<br />a trepar numa janela<br />eu vi a buganvília entre o acender da lua<br />e o encanto da manhã</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Eu vi a buganvília de noite junto ao lago<br />a molhar o seu sorriso<br />Sonhara que morrera nos ramos da buganvília<br />nos tons do seu vestido</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Eu vi a buganvília a fazer do teu vermelho<br />um bordado marinheiro<br />quando encontras o sol no branco da cal<br />te pões de amarelo</p></i></span></span></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-71451250988912296922011-04-08T18:08:00.000-07:002011-04-22T08:27:20.752-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoYR2JKk9xjtmd29YVg7-oL-JaCW6kAVBjaypE8-JWBL0qIVoo__-39ulAC3mK6rGetUmptxJFF3LpwWRQV3Nu5i1pBeThOuz5GVxijPmeUnle1UD7t9B5SxVZqllaw7j7f8IrdOZ19A/s1600/DSC00084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoYR2JKk9xjtmd29YVg7-oL-JaCW6kAVBjaypE8-JWBL0qIVoo__-39ulAC3mK6rGetUmptxJFF3LpwWRQV3Nu5i1pBeThOuz5GVxijPmeUnle1UD7t9B5SxVZqllaw7j7f8IrdOZ19A/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593384841156632498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><p style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "></p><p style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "></p></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b>[Em algum lugar a muito tempo...]</b></i></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>O passado está escrito</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Nas colunas de um edifício</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Ou na geleira</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Onde um mamute foi morrer</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>O tempo engana aqueles que pensam</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Que sabem demais que juram que pensam</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Existem também aqueles que juram</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Sem saber</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>O tempo passa e nem tudo fica</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>A obra inteira de uma vida</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>O que se move e</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>O que nunca vai se mover...</i></span></div></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-71483474479019401612011-04-08T17:37:00.001-07:002011-04-22T08:18:03.709-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmaoG8Z0Om9zCDAm7JiWabnAVp0deOR6y9i-KZw5zlUi20iDg1vehu8y3C6bwrbj9qnvWuWf-l-gc6B_n8rhI9tbB6CMVrPOlLqlywu1Oxgv6EfU4G9hLXu7BjSpJFzAva7pVKM3dAZ4/s1600/DSC00037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmaoG8Z0Om9zCDAm7JiWabnAVp0deOR6y9i-KZw5zlUi20iDg1vehu8y3C6bwrbj9qnvWuWf-l-gc6B_n8rhI9tbB6CMVrPOlLqlywu1Oxgv6EfU4G9hLXu7BjSpJFzAva7pVKM3dAZ4/s400/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594505851421576482" /></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmaoG8Z0Om9zCDAm7JiWabnAVp0deOR6y9i-KZw5zlUi20iDg1vehu8y3C6bwrbj9qnvWuWf-l-gc6B_n8rhI9tbB6CMVrPOlLqlywu1Oxgv6EfU4G9hLXu7BjSpJFzAva7pVKM3dAZ4/s1600/DSC00037.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><b>[Pequenas coisas...]</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>O gato mede a minha natureza </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>felino calmo pairando sobre as patas </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>o seu focinho é o tédio, seus olhos </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>não me seguem, indiferente </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>aos meus sapatos </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>A indiferença o meu orgulho arranha </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>O mármore onde descansa </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>está cravado ao gato </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>nada mexe, talvez espere </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>que o ar se torne exótico </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>com as cores de um pássaro </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Até seu fôlego está parado </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>num bigode melancólico. </i></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></i></span></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-13536107202919009512011-04-08T17:00:00.000-07:002011-04-08T17:40:04.983-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbHwDrIqTjEXzRQ0dVIAK5IpmOyP0zjNv8DNKxDugqhT6QCpLrvUCWezv1unByDxmPsMFDySqqYO0YLpA-Btd2t4nYyliHwGYmCT6kRhhU8xrsvv5jDe5gLbkTOvuJYwqdJcMdN4Oqlo/s1600/DSC00105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbHwDrIqTjEXzRQ0dVIAK5IpmOyP0zjNv8DNKxDugqhT6QCpLrvUCWezv1unByDxmPsMFDySqqYO0YLpA-Btd2t4nYyliHwGYmCT6kRhhU8xrsvv5jDe5gLbkTOvuJYwqdJcMdN4Oqlo/s400/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593376999591569522" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>[Pequenas coisas...]</b></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>E a gente canta<br />E a gente dança<br />E a gente não se cansa<br />De ser criança<br />A gente brinca<br />Na nossa velha infância...</i></span></div></span></span></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "><p></p></span>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-5587561388576591992010-11-29T19:31:00.000-08:002010-11-29T19:37:57.207-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2MvDASzvH3mLSohj8AoxuADHTeqBPX22I5yoCDpXEEOdteazyfJLA5lhqiYkjBb3acWep82n5z6wE0ioP4qNMy06XUBC7MgGCRssSNcV4xw3i7DKciB-UF9uVOeeqishLP19yXDS_xw/s1600/-+031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2MvDASzvH3mLSohj8AoxuADHTeqBPX22I5yoCDpXEEOdteazyfJLA5lhqiYkjBb3acWep82n5z6wE0ioP4qNMy06XUBC7MgGCRssSNcV4xw3i7DKciB-UF9uVOeeqishLP19yXDS_xw/s400/-+031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545180607656491874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >[Ele - Oca, Ibirapuera - São Paulo-SP]</span></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13px; "></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Ele sabe que eu quero, muito lhe espero</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Mas agora o assunto é particular</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Não acabou o amor, só o compromisso</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Isto não é banal, está com um novo amor</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">E batalhou por isso, isto é muito pessoal.</span></i></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Ele sabe que eu quero, quanto tempo for espero</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Me desejo, me derreto com seu jeito de me olhar</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Porque o seu amor já virou meu vício</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Eu posso até me dar mal</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Por não ser seu amor, ou não ter compromisso</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Isto é particular.</span></i></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Agora eu vou lhe dá uma dica, uma dica</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">O mundo é tão lindo</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Ainda tem eu aqui te querendo, te querendo</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Acordei pensando nisso</span></i></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">E o bom da vida é viver bem</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Estar bem, querer bem</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Deixa eu namorar</span></i></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Viver bem</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Estar bem, querer bem</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Não é nada mau</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Viver bem, estar bem é particular</span></i></span></div><p></p></span></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-57589721884602836482010-11-27T01:26:00.000-08:002010-11-26T20:35:54.040-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8UhYSkfYDfvq75tLcPy5jh7Q9M572f8uzvugZAcFEwu_gmhQ_7NKPGiwlMWPwqy12QYwc1LQ2fFjWPr1MC9kSZTIGm4QOz_99syHBaGUbNhV0heSc6VvRrGjL8zvekBQagWnHYmD-4g/s1600/DSC05311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8UhYSkfYDfvq75tLcPy5jh7Q9M572f8uzvugZAcFEwu_gmhQ_7NKPGiwlMWPwqy12QYwc1LQ2fFjWPr1MC9kSZTIGm4QOz_99syHBaGUbNhV0heSc6VvRrGjL8zvekBQagWnHYmD-4g/s400/DSC05311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078828161706162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 153); "><i>[Num tempo algum tempo atrás...]</i></span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Mudaram as estações, nada mudou</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Mas eu sei que alguma coisa aconteceu</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Está tudo assim tão diferente...</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Se lembra quando a gente chegou um dia a acreditar</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>que tudo era pra sempre?!</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Sem saber, que o pra sempre, sempre acaba...</i></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></div><p style="font-size: 13px; "></p></span></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-62009925743840626222010-11-13T14:06:00.000-08:002010-11-13T14:18:04.810-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2rxV943hPnIkPE3IcSluQ-nrDEvFK4uEQtwOigK_1II4nSB2Ml9rSwaM6RsR9BWQcjPpTqtWDgcR1zd4RmQem4ProFhzPNnX0v0G4ZtNLXyi3vzg7JShXL2tiiCaN3g3uSmkeUGAiZxo/s1600/DSC00056.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2rxV943hPnIkPE3IcSluQ-nrDEvFK4uEQtwOigK_1II4nSB2Ml9rSwaM6RsR9BWQcjPpTqtWDgcR1zd4RmQem4ProFhzPNnX0v0G4ZtNLXyi3vzg7JShXL2tiiCaN3g3uSmkeUGAiZxo/s400/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539159460849037170" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >[Pequenas coisas...]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Peço a Deus agora</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > Que a nossa história</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > Não acabe agora</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > Tenho tanta coisa pra dizer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Me olha e nota no fundo</span><br />dos meus olhos</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > o bem que me faz</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Hoje vi que te amo muito mais e mais</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-9493306162588611842010-09-17T17:38:00.000-07:002010-11-13T13:49:22.748-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdKUo1ETcH686pHwTLHhagcSHbnLe8KCvBlrC9bWfoHd2ktNrgeEJWqC8WKZGqdrdlkWG0uCreMRHsgw9jwG6dordYy5sJNbXalQDVn1xtSJ37Fg9-iSa9NiEE7VtVrCD6ThyB143yfM/s1600/DSC02475+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdKUo1ETcH686pHwTLHhagcSHbnLe8KCvBlrC9bWfoHd2ktNrgeEJWqC8WKZGqdrdlkWG0uCreMRHsgw9jwG6dordYy5sJNbXalQDVn1xtSJ37Fg9-iSa9NiEE7VtVrCD6ThyB143yfM/s400/DSC02475+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518046881349352722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[SONETO LXXXVIII]</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >"Quando me tratas mau e, desprezado, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Sinto que o meu valor vês com desdém, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lutando contra mim,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">fico a teu lado</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >E, inda perjuro, provo que és um bem. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Conhecendo melhor meus próprios erros, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >A te apoiar te ponho a par da história </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >De ocultas faltas, onde estou enfermo; </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Então, ao me perder, tens toda a glória. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Mas lucro também tiro desse ofício: </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Curvando sobre ti amor tamanho, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Mal que me faço me traz benefício, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Pois o que ganhas duas vezes ganho. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Assim é o meu amor e a ti o reporto: </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Por ti todas as culpas eu suporto.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >(William Shakespeare)</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-87317937279693648382010-08-17T11:20:00.000-07:002010-08-17T11:32:40.948-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguw6F_8-wMsO1TYy0j_-2gE1LYoGGX_kyoGBm5qkRePdQTIn0aktdhThZg4ztcBb-DFkIVEkz2lNuDi_uoiIdWTB3P9f3p-jFwd8i6QLg3TiRAV6qcQM0fwcuivxVhslWdzy3asLyrR8g/s1600/DSC02945.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguw6F_8-wMsO1TYy0j_-2gE1LYoGGX_kyoGBm5qkRePdQTIn0aktdhThZg4ztcBb-DFkIVEkz2lNuDi_uoiIdWTB3P9f3p-jFwd8i6QLg3TiRAV6qcQM0fwcuivxVhslWdzy3asLyrR8g/s400/DSC02945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506446388068693410" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Pequenas coisas...]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now"</div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-31833399256195179332010-08-11T19:52:00.000-07:002010-08-17T13:37:44.839-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-916R_AbR795ElVZSZUZJzT6umRZR9ZtCrYvhDMpmZlqLeCHg3zg3qNNSvP7eDLq5jJgXW5Y3fTNo7EE_t1ostJjtZyGv6DH3wIKKyPPC09vyU5H0zTXrdYCbkCvBHvGcPxtZJ-i8QuI/s1600/DSC00021.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-916R_AbR795ElVZSZUZJzT6umRZR9ZtCrYvhDMpmZlqLeCHg3zg3qNNSvP7eDLq5jJgXW5Y3fTNo7EE_t1ostJjtZyGv6DH3wIKKyPPC09vyU5H0zTXrdYCbkCvBHvGcPxtZJ-i8QuI/s400/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504353235730462002" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">[Algum lugar no céu...]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"Tem horas que o coração sente mais, a dor de alguém que já ficou pra trás.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">São perdas e ganhos que sempre vem sem avisar</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">."</span> </div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-28299993106716116152010-08-06T16:33:00.000-07:002010-09-17T17:38:22.759-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNrpsrfZKjq32-31f_09fCD0NtiV0xYRjnQBnnH0tmhyI4GGruM7bzeKzQnac2nQbN53yfHtRIQBmgxyWUfUEi6M-rZe-d8V1yx-3iuGFyjApkVakWIFnSP5MarnT_XG9eu5wgESqaWD0/s1600/DSC00074+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNrpsrfZKjq32-31f_09fCD0NtiV0xYRjnQBnnH0tmhyI4GGruM7bzeKzQnac2nQbN53yfHtRIQBmgxyWUfUEi6M-rZe-d8V1yx-3iuGFyjApkVakWIFnSP5MarnT_XG9eu5wgESqaWD0/s400/DSC00074+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518045599268528642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmg8u68N5ohgSh7Hv7jJig3Ds49TJzw9_xVok0vYOOLRDZTLpgHZN4JboQ5sXfAjvFFNWmvt5TVjgno2bzrhrFJbGB3goqX7jOW9NIFiCdDf_IaaL9bduk9NeCWsOAbgNDaofDdQDp1q8/s1600/DSC00074+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" >[Quem sou eu?]</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >As vezes menina, as vezes mulher...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Gosto de brincar, mas também sei falar sério.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >As vezes levo a vida muito a sério, outras gosto de agir como menina e simplesmente ser feliz e esquecer o resto do mundo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Mulher que sonha com o amor, mas não com o principe encantado... Quero um amor de carne e osso, o principezinho perfeito já não tem graça.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Como criança, sonhar um pouquinho as vezes. Porém quando termino de sonhar desço das nuvens e tento não deixar eles me subirem a cabeça. Gosto de fazer planos, mas deixo pros planos só o que pode estar ao meu alcance ou que eu possa fazer estar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >As vezes sou tímida, mas tento não deixar minha timidez me impedir de fazer as coisas que quero ou preciso.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Desde pequena sempre fui calma e super paciente. Pra me tirar do sério tem q insistir muito rsrs Talvez essa minha paciencia sejá o motivo pra eu ser percistente. Não desisto no primeiro obstáculo, quando quero alguma coisa vou atras. Gasto todos os meus argumentos, todos os meus truques e estratégias, porém também não gosto de forçar ninguém a nada. Gosto que as coisas sejam naturais (as vezes só com uma pequena ajudinha rs)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Sou autruista demais... Já perdi as contas de quantas vezes coloquei o sentimento dos outros acima dos meus. Alguns consideram um defeito, dizem que eu deveria ser mais egoista as vezes, outros dizem que vou direto pro céu por ser assim... Vai saber quem tá certo rs'</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-72247830155833116242010-07-28T15:22:00.000-07:002010-07-28T15:34:25.416-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1WORPpZn12eChf-nsONtnSxR5cT7gJboyR0rvB66ZC4bZ_me5kC8UynapcyHXOZpxjxUdjOwvj-YrP-CdDQ33r8cLJzCTci-KWdsJuW2J8A6TJQxJiIBSrz0i9wNQeZtGE6pIb4X8eCk/s1600/DSC01492+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1WORPpZn12eChf-nsONtnSxR5cT7gJboyR0rvB66ZC4bZ_me5kC8UynapcyHXOZpxjxUdjOwvj-YrP-CdDQ33r8cLJzCTci-KWdsJuW2J8A6TJQxJiIBSrz0i9wNQeZtGE6pIb4X8eCk/s400/DSC01492+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499087868428616098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" >[Pequenas coisas...]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"Three little birds, sat on my window</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">they told me I don't need to worry.</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Summer came like cinnamon , so sweet,</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Maybe sometimes,</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">We've got it wrong, but it's all right.</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">The more things seem to change,</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">the more they stay the same.</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Oh, don't you hesitate.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Girl, put your records on,</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">tell me your favorite song.</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">You go ahead, let your hair down.</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sapphire and faded jeans,</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">I hope you get your dreams.</div><div style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Just go ahead, let your hair down.</div><div style="height: 33px; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">You're gonna find yourself some where,some how...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"</span></div></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-58353771706706723082010-07-27T18:10:00.000-07:002010-07-27T18:15:25.528-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSseh2dz_6ieJKBg_aILxvn5G0lVykpj94JABPeiegnUjk4QcZQNhVJVOrOHYhjKwcBb9NR8CJZ0HPB8s_i2MatoMPzwGihK0LNXyxPuQf8HW1XY2QmMdMpxv5EV0HYIScyOwR-K0Rsug/s1600/DSC00179.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSseh2dz_6ieJKBg_aILxvn5G0lVykpj94JABPeiegnUjk4QcZQNhVJVOrOHYhjKwcBb9NR8CJZ0HPB8s_i2MatoMPzwGihK0LNXyxPuQf8HW1XY2QmMdMpxv5EV0HYIScyOwR-K0Rsug/s400/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498758624894960002" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;">[Estrada Natal - São Paulo]</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >"Era o fim da estrada, era o fim <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">do mundo ali, mas o sol brilhava inacreditável em si. Não se imaginava, foi o fim de tudo, eu vi. Mas o sol teimava em raiar e r</span>esistir"</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-15335125929342564352010-07-27T17:27:00.000-07:002010-07-27T17:46:36.980-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5Jfh5GrK-22mByU5Mp8nKfJdpTzznLlyedYAC46dkImeFD2GJ2x3CTBCV2QPbPEz_hWNRrOZNrHmCWxqZJorzea0Bec-xbZDU_NVctiOls4C_RSKnuNAe8QCoXO208EfcTa_jaqWKsQ/s1600/DSC00180+%282%29.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5Jfh5GrK-22mByU5Mp8nKfJdpTzznLlyedYAC46dkImeFD2GJ2x3CTBCV2QPbPEz_hWNRrOZNrHmCWxqZJorzea0Bec-xbZDU_NVctiOls4C_RSKnuNAe8QCoXO208EfcTa_jaqWKsQ/s400/DSC00180+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498751227548041410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" >[Minas]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Eu me sinto gaivota sobre o mar, que afundou as asas nas manchas de óleo ao mergulhar e agora não consegue mais voar...</div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-33624897912583987152010-07-27T14:00:00.000-07:002010-07-27T17:37:49.354-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHyExgsABOSZhlXu7bNwyykNAqoCdNyks2h8DDOT4BK3mnVJu6M8Cx3eXS_iPkxldMlKP4SpVFpE_I18mNxgh6tEhyphenhyphenUiIxeNR-qSFfVFQkfYfQWyzXxsZ7mTJD2ilqGnd3Za2h96wnp24/s1600/DSC00020.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHyExgsABOSZhlXu7bNwyykNAqoCdNyks2h8DDOT4BK3mnVJu6M8Cx3eXS_iPkxldMlKP4SpVFpE_I18mNxgh6tEhyphenhyphenUiIxeNR-qSFfVFQkfYfQWyzXxsZ7mTJD2ilqGnd3Za2h96wnp24/s400/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498696348470146706" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;">[Pequenas coisas...]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >"Eu só rezo pra ficar bem, eu sei que vai, acredito que vai ficar tudo bem..."</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-78721262229333945022010-07-27T13:50:00.000-07:002010-07-27T16:50:26.792-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMzHsUY-RtspAGiINKW-DMLCArw5GzrjZ8Nem4XoMzZ6JgsVN4AevZPkufALHjGd_V5yibGCgTz1QJ8tMVLl4TfRFmmiieZadtDNiLduELj1BjEHfe99folMu_kui5iZ8k39-Z7UmCGXU/s1600/1+%2851%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMzHsUY-RtspAGiINKW-DMLCArw5GzrjZ8Nem4XoMzZ6JgsVN4AevZPkufALHjGd_V5yibGCgTz1QJ8tMVLl4TfRFmmiieZadtDNiLduELj1BjEHfe99folMu_kui5iZ8k39-Z7UmCGXU/s400/1+%2851%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498691315622806450" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Pôr do Sol - João Pessoa-PA]</span><br /></div><p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center;">"Clavo mi remo en el agua<br />Llevo tu remo en el mío<br />Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center;">El día le irá pudiendo poco a poco al frío<br />Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center;">Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido<br />Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima y yo, soy un vaso vacío</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center;">Oigo una voz que me llama casi un suspiro<br />Rema, rema, rema-a Rema, rema, rema-a"</p>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-68060445082005492782010-07-24T16:34:00.000-07:002010-07-27T16:51:09.409-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBL9CYLyvUGZ-jGwyCY3SyJeSCoYsqW6JPAJAXOrMp4t9vT57NYAeNJshJoMtxQWNOIYfZJXMssIarxdhhRWxfuxqAZQvAOJLxj7uqwrvF9k8RdQeH7uKIX7ycYqHwaHr3I_CDXbgKJA/s1600/DSC02504.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBL9CYLyvUGZ-jGwyCY3SyJeSCoYsqW6JPAJAXOrMp4t9vT57NYAeNJshJoMtxQWNOIYfZJXMssIarxdhhRWxfuxqAZQvAOJLxj7uqwrvF9k8RdQeH7uKIX7ycYqHwaHr3I_CDXbgKJA/s400/DSC02504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497638350477002754" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">[Genipabu - Natal-RN]</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><div style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >"Hoje eu vou sair para encontrar o amor</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Que espero há tanto tempo e ainda não rolou</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >O vento diz que é hoje em meio à</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >multidão</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Que eu vou encontrar o dono do meu coração.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >E aí sempre</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Sorrir, chorar e ter alguém pra compartilhar sempre</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Viver para alguém que me ama e dividir sempre</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Felicidade e amor.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Então me encontra ou deixa eu te encontrar</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Me encontra ou deixa eu te encontrar</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Fico pensando</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >onde está você</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >E se você estaria pensando em me encontrar</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Como sou,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >onde estou e onde quero chegar</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Como sou, como é que vai ser e onde vou te levar</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Mas se você me ver pode acenar pra mim</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Já pensou que louco te encontrar assim?</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Eu vou na boa, eu vou na fé, sei que vou te encontrar</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >E quando eu te encontrar nós vamos comemorar"</span></span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-21972781639912624302010-07-22T13:44:00.000-07:002010-07-24T14:22:37.687-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgpl4qlwVVp4acI_Tb1AZwatv_Dc_I4WvrNugR6bcsX5GKCCUIggqSgrKbXleXH_OzMWtya9U6kDT7mTnwGE1YpirgJY-8yE_u3CaRWidyjEOPkxL_rVBZgWTNzsFfJ2eBr5yb5WULno/s1600/DSC09129.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgpl4qlwVVp4acI_Tb1AZwatv_Dc_I4WvrNugR6bcsX5GKCCUIggqSgrKbXleXH_OzMWtya9U6kDT7mTnwGE1YpirgJY-8yE_u3CaRWidyjEOPkxL_rVBZgWTNzsFfJ2eBr5yb5WULno/s400/DSC09129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496834491491182722" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >[Pequenas coisas...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >]</span></a><br />"Se encantou pela cor lilás..."<br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-35524218790881539272010-02-07T19:19:00.000-08:002010-07-27T14:08:12.206-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8PY7Oi_-wQjd_wvthCsKJ5Gh60OEZhiNG5EmhHvcKN5MXR8uUARhSE13dAWLm7KxAxh5RI2dyQRc2LQOuAMIp0MfOQaN7MO-wY5CKOnsYn-14tVqfnUMRGXcnAS38FCtW3X9orfJfTpg/s1600-h/DSC00392+%282%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8PY7Oi_-wQjd_wvthCsKJ5Gh60OEZhiNG5EmhHvcKN5MXR8uUARhSE13dAWLm7KxAxh5RI2dyQRc2LQOuAMIp0MfOQaN7MO-wY5CKOnsYn-14tVqfnUMRGXcnAS38FCtW3X9orfJfTpg/s400/DSC00392+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435707512611121346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" >[Estrada Minas-SP]</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Y es que ya no puedo más, porque muero por dentro, finjo y me miento y<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">el dolor no desaparecerá..</span>.</span>"</div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3757635180936491016.post-18323188952257724852009-11-26T18:26:00.000-08:002010-07-24T14:26:45.149-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XE4AX2-SUHrCZnFWeZC9s8vHWeRebszaVEvanPSMrzRCLUu-IgVjSvzo8IYBj_mYmuEY32LyBiDmTcea8iMB_WK_3EtnHvb4CMV6-6XS82Qba7P2_tmRTSKFM7DtFrepZIJFjWrwZ9o/s1600/DSC00744.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XE4AX2-SUHrCZnFWeZC9s8vHWeRebszaVEvanPSMrzRCLUu-IgVjSvzo8IYBj_mYmuEY32LyBiDmTcea8iMB_WK_3EtnHvb4CMV6-6XS82Qba7P2_tmRTSKFM7DtFrepZIJFjWrwZ9o/s400/DSC00744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408606210865818642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >[Estrada Natal - Recife]</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >"Eu quero sentir o vento pela pele, um pensamento me fará uma louca tempestade..."</span><br /></div>[..Juh..]http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840408527131700330noreply@blogger.com0