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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5iqMv82qBD__m6tE6Xn1OlODHsw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5iqMv82qBD__m6tE6Xn1OlODHsw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~4/5jfme6T5s20" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/2009/07/una-margherita.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYCQ309eSp7ImA9WxJVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443630566734124680.post-2930498348707318492</id><published>2009-07-07T16:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:59:22.361+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T20:59:22.361+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia" /><title>Scherzo in amore</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/feeds/2930498348707318492/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3443630566734124680&amp;postID=2930498348707318492" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/2930498348707318492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/2930498348707318492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~3/3ab3Aw8dUbU/scherzo-in-amore.html" title="Scherzo in amore" /><author><name>Antonio Cauzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11716509723635900939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCAAybnjpKo/Sb7IjcOVqUI/AAAAAAAAJzo/RQK9RQB1ecE/S220/Immagine+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Se un sogno tu hai,rincorrerlo non basta:bisogna raggiungerlo efarlo proprio.Se un obietivo tu hai,sognarlo non basta:bisogna importunarlo eportarlo gelosamente a sè.Se paura della pioggia tu hai,non aspettarla:và e scopri come la paurapuò essere un dolce sospiro.Ma se voglia di amare tu hai,non sognare l'amore,non non rincorrere l'amore,non non non importunare l'amore enon non non  aspettache 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mJc150UP8SISOgPznPqvzSvWfcQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mJc150UP8SISOgPznPqvzSvWfcQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~4/uDGjuNahjUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/2009/05/il-vento.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUNR3s8cCp7ImA9WxVbEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443630566734124680.post-9327955500277024</id><published>2009-03-26T00:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:21:36.578+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-26T00:21:36.578+01:00</app:edited><title>Fiumi di Codone</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/feeds/9327955500277024/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3443630566734124680&amp;postID=9327955500277024" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/9327955500277024?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/9327955500277024?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~3/iMY9c9HO9B0/fiumi-di-codone.html" title="Fiumi di Codone" /><author><name>Antonio Cauzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11716509723635900939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCAAybnjpKo/Sb7IjcOVqUI/AAAAAAAAJzo/RQK9RQB1ecE/S220/Immagine+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Dopo le poesie e gli articoli, poteva mancare il testo di una canzone?E allora bisogna partire dal basso: partiamo da una base musicale nota e proviamo a tirar fuori un buon testo..E così, tra le tante canzoni, ho ripescato "Fiumi di parole", canzone che a me sinceramente è sempre piaciuta! E' così questo potebbe essere interpretato come un tributo (anche se può non sembrare così..)Il risultato  
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFSBm5BKGUIh86sojV9MZpGIfLs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yFSBm5BKGUIh86sojV9MZpGIfLs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~4/FzAkWU0xEf4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-do-i-like-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQ3c6eip7ImA9WxVUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443630566734124680.post-8144122214802219232</id><published>2009-03-15T17:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:32:52.912+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-16T15:32:52.912+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesia" /><title>Essere</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/feeds/8144122214802219232/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3443630566734124680&amp;postID=8144122214802219232" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/8144122214802219232?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/8144122214802219232?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~3/j2CGadVl900/essere.html" title="Essere" /><author><name>Antonio Cauzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11716509723635900939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCAAybnjpKo/Sb7IjcOVqUI/AAAAAAAAJzo/RQK9RQB1ecE/S220/Immagine+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">Perchè guardi cosa c'è?C'è qualcosa di teche ti piace tenereche ti piace custodirePerchè ora non c'è?forse non era con teforse non era per tenon c'è più qualcosa di teEd ora che c'è?C'è qualcosa di meche non riesco a capireche mi fa anche soffrireCosa sarà di te?forse ho capito che non era con meforse ho capito che non era per menon ci sarà più qualcosa di te
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hnbrNOwyAdHlYUEW5tqj-z5uItI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hnbrNOwyAdHlYUEW5tqj-z5uItI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~4/fGtzMJDF7U4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-barzelletta-del-giorno.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ERHg_fyp7ImA9WxVVEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443630566734124680.post-3898796015300490868</id><published>2008-08-21T14:33:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:03:25.647+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-02T17:03:25.647+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Articoli" /><title>Sangue e Cemento</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dankuwell.blogspot.com/feeds/3898796015300490868/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3443630566734124680&amp;postID=3898796015300490868" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/3898796015300490868?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443630566734124680/posts/default/3898796015300490868?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlettoELeSueMalefatte/~3/uPg-g_4WLUM/sangue-e-cemento.html" title="Sangue e Cemento" /><author><name>Antonio Cauzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11716509723635900939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HCAAybnjpKo/Sb7IjcOVqUI/AAAAAAAAJzo/RQK9RQB1ecE/S220/Immagine+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Dopo un periodo abbastanza lungo di pausa eccomi pronto a tornare e a riavviare l'attività del Blog, rassicurandovi che ci saranno ancora tanti e tanti Post prima della mia uscita di scena (come Blogger, si intenda! ;-P)E voglio ritornare con un tema molto tranquillo, spensierato che così bene si sposa con questo bel tempo estivo: la mafia! (scommetto che sudi solo a leggerlo..)La scintilla?? Una
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