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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoje acordei com marretadas no muro de trás da minha casa,as marretadas não eram o problema,e sim o buraco que começou a ser aberto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;um pequeno buraco que no final da tarde estava do tamanho que vocês podem ver nas ultimas fotos abaixo,me descontrolei,me irritei ao extremo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;com a falta de respeito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eu devia ter sido comunicada de tal ação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pela empresa "dona da obra",eu disse "dona da obra",porque essa tal empresa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;,me senti&amp;nbsp;desrespeitada&amp;nbsp;nos meus direitos de cidadã, honesta,trabalhadora,que adquiriu tudo com muito esforço,eles dizem que o muro é deles,mas cavaram pra baixo da nossa àrea do chão mais de 20 cm,correndo o risco de desabar a nossa área,pode?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;se é deles o muro,porque só depois de 15 anos eles resolveram reivindicar e começaram justamente quando mudei pra casa,tinha de ser atrás da minha casa aff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;aqui deixo registrada minha revolta contra esse tipo de gente,que porque tem uma empresa acha que pode passar por cima dos direitos de outros!!!25/10/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mileni fernandes&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/2739452369445409303-8462544122431714551?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/gAL6ujRn4Jw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/8462544122431714551/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=8462544122431714551" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/8462544122431714551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/8462544122431714551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/gAL6ujRn4Jw/desrespeito-e-revolta.html" title="Desrespeito e revolta!" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7A8eNRaWBY4/TqcPp05LiPI/AAAAAAAAA6A/iaWA2AOvp50/s72-c/Imag008.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2011/10/desrespeito-e-revolta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEERno6eSp7ImA9WhdVEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-6660617804997026350</id><published>2011-09-17T16:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:26:47.411-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-17T16:26:47.411-03:00</app:edited><title>FALANDO SOBRE O TEMPO!</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Einstein já disse que o tempo é relativo, é diferente pra quem está na estação e pra quem está no trem em movimento. Minha mãe diz que quando era criança o tempo passava mais devagar. Agora me disseram que por causa do super aquecimento global a rotação da Terra está realmente se alterando, fazendo assim com que o tempo passe mais rápido mesmo. Alguém tem fundamentação científica pra me responder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ENCONTREI POR AI PESQUISANDO NA NET)&lt;br /&gt;OPINIÃO 1&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é o mesmo de sempre.Alterações existem porem ocorrem num periodo de tempo ao qual nos acostumamos .&lt;br /&gt;Agora a PERCEPÇÃO da passagem do tempo muda de acordo com nossa idade.Veja o seguinte exemplo :&lt;br /&gt;Aos 7 anos de idade o ano parece não ter fim .Para atravessar o ano temos de viver HUM SETIMO de nossa existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Aos 20 anos,um ano é HUM VIGESIMO de nossa existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Dividir algo por sete temos grandes pedaços.Já dividir por vinte os pedaços são bem menores.Quanto mais avançamos em idade menores são as "fatias" (anos) em termos de percepção da passagem do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Compliocou ou consguiu entender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPINIÃO 2&lt;br /&gt;Quando você passa por uma placa de trânsito pela primeira vez você lê, com o tempo você nem olha mais para ela porque já sabe o que está escrito.&lt;br /&gt;Com a vida é a mesma coisa, coisas que já conhecemos precisam de menos atenção da nossa parte, aí o tempo parece que voa, quando vemos algo novo a sensação é de que o tempo se arrasta tanto em situações boas como ruins.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais vivemos, menos coisas novas presenciamos e mais rápido o tempo parece passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPINIÃO 3&lt;br /&gt;Como já diziam, o tempo é relativo. É relativo aquilo que você faz com ele. Se você se ocupa demais com alguma coisa, com certeza temos a impressão de que ele voa. Se ficamos muito tempo sem fazermos nada, tempo a sensação do inverso. De que o tempo não corre. Tudo isto é muito relativo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;BOM!!! QUE ESTÁ ACONTECENDO DE FATO EU NÃO SEI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;MAS....ALGO DE MUITO ERRADO ESTÁ ACONTECENDO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;SÓ TENHO A DIZER... (QUE DEUS NOS LIVRE DO MAL &amp;nbsp;E NOS GUARDE,)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;NÓS OS QUE CREMOS QUE EXISTE UM DEUS QUE CUIDA DE TUDO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;VAMOS TENTAR OLHAR AS COISAS AO NOSSO REDOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;VER O NASCER E SE POR DO SOL QUE AINDA É UM MILAGRE LINDO DE SE VER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;OLHAR CRIANÇAS BRINCANDO NAS PRAÇAS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;VER O COLORIDO DAS FLORES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;E DE VEZ EM QUANDO DAR UMA PARADA E ASSISTIR UM FILME&amp;nbsp;ROMÂNTICO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;FAZ UM BEM DANADO PRA ALMA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;AINDA MAS SE VOCÊ ESTIVER C/ QUEM VOCÊ AMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;BJOSSS A TODOS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; line-height: 16px;"&gt;MILENI FERNANDES&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/2739452369445409303-6660617804997026350?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/58Uvx0CkRsA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/6660617804997026350/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=6660617804997026350" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/6660617804997026350?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/6660617804997026350?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/58Uvx0CkRsA/falando-sobre-o-tempo.html" title="FALANDO SOBRE O TEMPO!" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2011/09/falando-sobre-o-tempo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8GQnk7fip7ImA9WhdQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-7433659105622919070</id><published>2011-08-18T14:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:40:23.706-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T15:40:23.706-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sonhos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vida" /><title>Os dias passam!</title><content type="html">
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Há um tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas, que já tem a forma do nosso corpo, e esquecer os nossos caminhos, que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares. É o tempo da travessia: e, se não ousarmos fazê-la, teremos ficado, para sempre, à margem de nós mesmos.&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hoje estou mais calma, menos amarga, e mais confiante, poderia se dizer que estou de boa,como costumam dizer as pessoas "rilex",Essa é uma nova etapa,espero não retroceder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Depois de um tempo e de muita canseira da alma, ela decidiu relaxar, deixar rolar \o/Ooopa!!!Que bom não é mesmo?RS eu também acho. Vamos viver um dia de cada vez me disse ela!Vamos respondi, será que conseguiremos?Sim é só você não olhar pra trás, e se olhar não se deixe enganar, você saiu de lá, o que ficou lá atrás não importa mais, o que está a frente sim, isso importa, você também não pode desistir de sonhar, pois sem sonhos somos vazios, não esqueça também que pra realizar sonhos precisamos de metas,persistência e muita determinação,.É isso ai alma,você amadureceu bastante,a partir de agora viveremos um dia de cada vez,sem perder a humanidade nem o bom senso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Quero viver 115 anos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Como tenho andado muito triste,fui pesquisar sobre alegria e encontrei a história do alecrim,uma planta que eu já conhecia,pois no interior de onde vim eles usam muito pra dar banho em bebês pra deixa-los calmos e terem sonho tranquilo,mas até então eu não tinha noção dos benefícios do alecrim.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Há dias em que tem-se a impressão de se estar dentro de um espesso nevoeiro.Tudo parece monótono e difícil e o coração FICA triste.É a noite escura da alma. Era meu aniversário e justamente um destes dias estranhos, quando uma voz interior me disse:&lt;br /&gt;- ‘Você precisa tomar chá de alecrim!’&lt;br /&gt;Fui ao jardim e lá estava nosso viçoso pé de alecrim. Interessante é que quase todos que visitam nossos jardins demonstram afeição e respeito pelo alecrim. Confesso que nunca liguei muito para ele. Mas, naquele dia, com toda reverência, colhi alguns ramos, preparei um chá e o servi em uma Linda xícara. O aroma era muito agradável e, a cada gole que bebia, senti a mente ir clareando.&lt;br /&gt;Uma sensação de bem-estar e alegria foi se espalhando pelo corpo e senti enorme felicidade no coração.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei muito impressionada com a capacidade dessa planta transmitir alegria. Aliás, o Nome alecrim já lembra alegria. Resolvi pesquisar a respeito e – veja só que maravilha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O alecrim – Rosmarinos officinalis, planta nativa da região mediterrânea – foi muito apreciado na Idade Média e no Renascimento, aparecendo em várias fórmulas, inclusive a ‘Água da Rainha da Hungria’, famosa solução rejuvenescedora.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth da Hungria recebeu, aos 72 anos, a receita de um anjo (um monge?) quando estava paralítica e sofria de gota.Com o uso do preparado, recobrou a saúde, a beleza e a alegria. O rei da Polônia chegou a pedi-la em casamento!&lt;br /&gt;Madame de Sévigné recomendava água de alecrim contra a tristeza, para recuperar a alegria. Rudolf Steiner afirmava que o alecrim é, acima de tudo, uma planta calorífera que fortalece o centro vital e age em todo o organismo.&lt;br /&gt;Além disso, equilibra a temperatura do sangue e, através dele, de todo o corpo.Por isso é recomendado contra anemia, menstruação insuficiente e problemas de irrigação sangüínea. Também atua no fígado.&lt;br /&gt;E uma melhor irrigação dos órgãos estimula o metabolismo. Um ex-viciado em drogas revelou que tivera uma visão de Jesus que o tornou capaz de livrar-se do vício. Jesus lhe sugeria que tomasse chá de alecrim para regenerar e limpar as células do corpo, pois o alecrim continha todas as cores do arco-íris.&lt;br /&gt;O alecrim é digestivo e sudorífero.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ajuda a assimilação do açúcar (no diabetes) e é indicado para recompor o sistema nervoso após uma longa atividade intellectual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É recomendado para a queda de cabelo, caspa, cuidados com a pele,&lt;br /&gt;lesões e queimaduras; para curar resfriados e bronquites, para cansaço&lt;br /&gt;mental e estafa; ainda para perda de memória, aumentando a capacidade&lt;br /&gt;de aprendizado.&lt;br /&gt;Existe uma graciosa lenda a respeito do alecrim:&lt;br /&gt;Quando Maria fugiu para o Egito, levando no colo o menino Jesus, as flores do caminho iam se abrindo à medida que a sagrada família passava por elas.&lt;br /&gt;O lilás ergueu seus galhos orgulhosos e emplumados, o lírio abriu seu cálice. O alecrim, sem pétalas nem beleza, entristeceu lamentando não poder agradar o menino.Cansada, Maria parou à beira do Rio e, enquanto a criança dormia,lavou suas roupinhas.Em seguida, olhou a seu redor, procurando um lugar para estendê-Las.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;‘O lírio quebrará sob o peso, e o lilás é alto demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Colocou-as então sobre o alecrim e ele suspirou de alegria, agradeceu de coração a nova oportunidade e as sustentou ao Sol durante toda a manhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Obrigada, gentil alecrim! – disse Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Daqui por diante ostentarás flores azuis para recordarem o manto azul que estou usando.E não apenas flores te dou em agradecimento, mas todos os galhos que sustentaram as roupas do pequeno Jesus, serão aromáticos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Eu abençôo folha, caule e flor, que a partir deste instante terão aroma de santidade e emanarão alegria.’Lindo né?achei a planta da alegria vou usa-la e espero que o efeito sela bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;eficaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt; em mim e me de alegria que tanto preciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/eEn57cwEGsY/0.jpg" height="266" style="clear: right; float: right;" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eEn57cwEGsY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;

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&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eEn57cwEGsY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Deixo também a canção do alecrim pra quem tem bebê em casa cantarolar pra ele dormir tranquilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Bjosss a todos os que lerem e deixarem seu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;comentário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Queria começar esse texto com um monte de palavrões,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas não mudaria como estou me sentindo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Acalmaria... Mas não mudaria nada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Porque viver é uma coisa tão difícil?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Porque as pessoas têm que ser falsas?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Porque tem que ser fingidas?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Qual o Objetivo ou ganho disso?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Porque será que o ser humano tem essa índole má?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sempre inclinado pro mal, querendo passar a perna uns nos
outros.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Eu ando endurecida de coração com atitudes e comportamentos
de alguns,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sempre procurei fazer a coisa certa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando adolescente falavam mal de mim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas não me conheciam,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando adulta falam mal de mim, mas não me conhecem,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Lutei muito pra ter uma família, que eu chamasse de minha,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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outra forma,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Lutei pra que tivessem orgulho de mim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Lutei pra não ser vulgar, mas meu marido gosta de mulheres
vulgares,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Passei a ter problemas sérios no relacionamento,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E por Deus tentei tudo o que é possível pra esse relacionamento
dar certo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Lutei pra manter a família, mas hoje me encontro só,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sem amor, sem compreensão, sem carinho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Fui traída pela sei lá quantas vezes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Depois de enumeras conversas
e acordos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Tomando remédio antidepressivo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pra pressão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pra controlar ansiedade
e pra gastrite nervosa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Resumo enquanto eu amava, lutava pra ter uma família feliz,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;As coisas desandavam e eu nem percebia que tava morrendo por
dentro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hoje meu coração ta endurecido, luto pra manter a fé,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Em Deus, nas pessoas e em mim mesma,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hoje nesse exato 08/07/2011 queria estar num lugar deserto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Numa praia olhando o mar, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;O céu azul, as ondas indo e vindo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sem pensar em nada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sei que iam ter pessoas dizendo que estou sendo irresponsável&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas cada um tem sua história e sabe sua dor,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Que falem... Minha psiquiatra disse que preciso viver um
pouco pra mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Só queria poder sorrir mais, pensar menos, e esquecer os
outros,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Suas opiniões sobre mim, não me incomodarem mais&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sentir paz em me separar do marido que não me ama o suficiente
pra me respeitar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sentir paz por ter tido minhas filhas, criado-as com amor e
ter feito por elas tudo o que uma mãe pode fazer dentro de seu limite humano,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas parece que quando o assunto é ser “humano” nada é
suficiente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Enfim... Preciso de paz, saúde física e mental,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Preciso me sentir amada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;HOJE EU SÓ QUERIA &amp;nbsp;ME
SENTIR AMADA!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os sonhos eróticos do seu amor podem ser esquisitos, mas, se você vencer o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mdemulher.abril.com.br/amor-sexo/reportagem/relacionamento/ciume-como-controlar-seu-602770.shtml" style="color: #990000; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;ciúme&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e perguntar, é possível se deparar com roteiros bem comuns – e que, segundo Gillian Holloway, psicóloga expert em análises oníricas, dão uma pista do que ele quer dentro e fora do quarto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhar em dividir a cama com uma estranha, por exemplo, pode significar que quer assumir o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mdemulher.abril.com.br/amor-sexo/reportagem/relacionamento/dialogo-relacao-como-estimular-594706.shtml" style="color: #990000; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;controle da relação&lt;/a&gt;. A personagem principal é uma famosa? Talvez esteja ávido por mais atenção.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora, se o seu amor fantasia ser o recheio de um sanduíche com duas mulheres, sorria. Esse é um sonho de comemoração, provavelmente porque&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mdemulher.abril.com.br/amor-sexo/reportagem/relacionamento/viva-romance-novela-595918.shtml" style="color: #990000; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;algo incrível (como você!)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;aconteceu com ele.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESEJO A TODOS OS CASAIS UM DOMINGO MAGICO,CHEIO DE AMOR E MUITO TESÃO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FELIZ &amp;nbsp;DIA DOS NAMORADOS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bjosss Mileni Fernandes&lt;/b&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/2739452369445409303-1895399088948128929?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/WEGqMwOU9SU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/1895399088948128929/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=1895399088948128929" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/1895399088948128929?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/1895399088948128929?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/WEGqMwOU9SU/fique-por-dentro-dos-sonhos-eroticos.html" title="Fique por dentro dos sonhos eróticos dele!" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VihDdAQS3_I/TfSTMBIaNSI/AAAAAAAAA5U/aGJQ_qezI0s/s72-c/sonhos-eroticos-dele-3588.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2011/06/fique-por-dentro-dos-sonhos-eroticos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMFR34yeip7ImA9WhZUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-4066714124637691319</id><published>2011-06-10T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:53:36.092-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-10T14:53:36.092-03:00</app:edited><title>Horóscopo: confira as previsões para o seu signo no mês de junho - Moda, Beleza, Estilo, Customizaçao e Receitas - Manequim - Editora Abril</title><content type="html">
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Todos os dias acordamos, e todos os dias é a mesma coisa...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tomar café se tiver claro, porque nem todos têm esse
"privilegio",&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Alguns nem se quer tem um simples café preto pra tomar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Estou na classe dos que tomam café com leite pela graça de
Deus todos os dias,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
E luto muito a cada dia que acordo para que nunca falte,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Te-z7QBVhaA/Sw2x_wxHG9I/AAAAAAAAAas/Mdp8ZiT04Mg/s1600/1917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Te-z7QBVhaA/Sw2x_wxHG9I/AAAAAAAAAas/Mdp8ZiT04Mg/s320/1917.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apesar de não comer pão pela manhã, gosto de acordar e ver o
pão sobre a mesa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Meu marido e minha filha comem e gostam, ai você me
pergunta,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
E porque você está relatando isso?Coisa corriqueira, rotina
do dia a dia?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Porque isso é corriqueiro e rotina de alguns, não de todos, como
falei acima, "privilegio” de poucos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Às vezes e quase sempre reclamamos de tudo, é sempre aquela
frase "porque comigo",&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Nem percebemos que na cadeia alimentar nem vou falar mundial,
&lt;st1:personname productid="em nosso Pais" w:st="on"&gt;em nosso Pais&lt;/st1:personname&gt;
o MARAVILHOSO BRASIL,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Muitos de nós estamos longe de ser um miserável, alguém que
acorda de manhã e não tem um café pra tomar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Com leite, pão e até queijo e presunto, mesmo assim reclamos.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Viver não é fácil, ter
uma vida digna então, está cada dia mais difícil,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Mas aprendi desde pequena que o trabalho, não só dignifica o
homem, como também o&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Sustenta, alimenta
veste e promove o lazer. Por isso todos os dias agradeço a Deus por MAIS UM
DIA.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739452369445409303-2929683542380121224?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/DzZyge7_5fU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/2929683542380121224/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=2929683542380121224" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/2929683542380121224?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/2929683542380121224?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/DzZyge7_5fU/mais-um-dia.html" title="MAIS UM DIA" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Te-z7QBVhaA/Sw2x_wxHG9I/AAAAAAAAAas/Mdp8ZiT04Mg/s72-c/1917.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2011/06/mais-um-dia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUARXg-fSp7ImA9WhZXFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-4583315490319259275</id><published>2011-05-04T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:17:24.655-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-04T12:17:24.655-03:00</app:edited><title>Tempos e tempo</title><content type="html">
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Se você perceber, passamos por tantas fazes que às vezes pareçam
que são varias vidas num corpo só. E não estou falando de reencarnação, estou
falando de como o ser humano muda. De como poucas pessoas conseguem se manter,com
a mesma forma de pensar em três anos por exemplo.Muita coisa muda na vida de
uma pessoa e sua forma de pensar e falar pode ser completamente outra.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Eu costumava dizer aos meus amigos virtuais que eu era Bipolar,
porque isso?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Porque cada dia eu estava com uma forma de pensar, mas não
era algo sustentável e sim instabilidade emocional. Mas hoje, depois de um
longo tempo de lutas, batalhas físicas e espirituais, eu entendi. Há tempo e
tempos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Tempos difíceis que passam e tempos bons que devemos
aproveitar e agradecer a Deus,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Tempo de enfermidades e tempo de restauração, tempo de ser
insano e tempo de ser maduro,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Tempo de se sentir só, e tempo de achar que ficar só não é
solidão e sim tempo de refletir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Refletir sobre o que&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;de fato é importante,o que realmente importa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
POR QUEM VOCÊ MUDARIA TODA SUA VIDA?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Eu mudaria pelos que amo,filhas,pai irmãos enfim família,porque
de que adianta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Se conquistar tantas coisas na vida e não ter com quem
dividir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Ainda não conquistei tudo o que quero, mas pelo menos já fiz
minha escolha,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
e já sei porque e por quem mudar,e ter forças pra permanecer
fiel a esse pensamento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
ESTOU NO TEMPO DO AMADURECIMENTO!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
BJOSSS A TODOS QUE LEREM ESSA POSTAGEM,,ESPERO QUE SEJA ÚTIL
PRA ALGUÉM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
ESCREVI NUMA REDE (FORMA QUE OS INDIOS DORMEM)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
PORQUE NA REDE ENQUANTO ME EMBALO PENSO MELHOR,rsrs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Mileni Fernandes.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
(postagem 2) PRIMEIRA PARTE SERÁ POSTADA DEPOIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739452369445409303-4583315490319259275?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/417KJZVOtwg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/4583315490319259275/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=4583315490319259275" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/4583315490319259275?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/4583315490319259275?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/417KJZVOtwg/tempos-e-tempo.html" title="Tempos e tempo" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2011/05/tempos-e-tempo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUECR3c4eSp7ImA9WhZSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-7712185710423284637</id><published>2011-03-29T15:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:34:26.931-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-29T15:34:26.931-03:00</app:edited><title>Marina Elali - One last cry ( tradução)</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span id="NewsTitle"&gt;O Vaticano não gosta do "tenebroso" Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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Não é a primeira vez que a Igreja Católica critica estes filmes.&lt;/div&gt;
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O
 Vaticano considera o filme Harry Potter e os Talismãs da Morte, cuja 
Parte I se estreou esta semana em todo o mundo, um filme "tenebroso e 
pessimista" e com falta de humor. A rádio oficial da Santa Sé lamentou a
 estreia de um filme cujas personagens principais, os jovens Harry 
Potter, Hermione e Ron, estão demasiado "sozinhos e assustados para 
fazer frente aos inimigos". "O último capítulo cinematográfico da saga 
mágica está repleto de um profundíssimo pessimismo, de uma espessa 
obscuridade e de falta de humor. Não tem jogos, não existe camaradagem 
nem surpresas divertidas", refere o crítico de cinema do Vaticano, Luca 
Pellegrini, considerando que este filme não é de todo adequado a um 
público infantil. O órgão de informação defende que é preciso recuperar 
"os sentimentos e as virtudes em sintonia com o coração humano".&lt;br /&gt;
Não
 é a primeira vez que o Vaticano critica a saga escrita por J. K. 
Rowling. Em Janeiro de 2003, o então cardeal Ratzinger (hoje Papa Bento 
XVI) era citado pelo diário Osservatore Romano dizendo que esta série 
"corrompe a alma dos jovens cristãos antes mesmo de estar completamente 
formada". Não se sabe se os produtores deram ou não ouvidos a estas 
críticas, mas a verdade é que os últimos episódios eram bastante mais 
luminosos e, em 2009, por altura da estreia do sexto episódio, o órgão 
oficial da Santa Sé chegou mesmo a elogiar o f m o filme As Horas de Maria (1979) 
que punha em causa a virgindade de Maria - logo criticado pela Igreja, 
foi ainda motivo de manifestações, com grupos de pessoas reunidas à 
porta do cinema Nimas rezando o terço.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;( que coisa engraçada,acho q é so um filme como tantos d bruxaria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;os pais que tomem conta de seus filhos e lhes ensimem a discernir o bem do mal, )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CINEMA É ENTRETENIMENTO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Millifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não procures a verdade fora de ti,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ela está em ti, em teu ser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;
Não procures o conhecimento fora de ti, &lt;br /&gt;
ele te aguarda em tua fé interior. &lt;br /&gt;
Não procures a paz fora de ti, &lt;br /&gt;
ela está instalada em teu coração. &lt;br /&gt;
Não procures a felicidade fora de ti, &lt;br /&gt;
ela habita em ti desde a eternidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A felicidade às vezes é uma benção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas geralmente é uma conquista! &lt;br /&gt;
A felicidade não está em viver, &lt;br /&gt;
mas em saber viver. &lt;br /&gt;
Não vive mais o que vive, &lt;br /&gt;
mas o que melhor vive, &lt;br /&gt;
porque a vida não mede o tempo, &lt;br /&gt;
mas o emprego que dele fazemos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Para muitas pessoas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
a felicidade é semelhante a uma bola: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
querem na de todo jeito e, quando a possuem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
dão lhe um chute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
Felicidade é saber aproveitar todos os momentos como se fossem os últimos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
Felicidade não se acha, se conquista!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
te desejo toda felicidade que puderes conquistar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
beijosss&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;
Milene fernandes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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millifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Há tempo de nascer, e tempo de morrer; tempo de plantar, e tempo de arrancar o que se plantou;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Há tempo de adoecer, e tempo de curar; tempo de derrubar, e tempo de edificar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;Há tempo de chorar, e tempo de rir; tempo de prantear, e tempo de dançar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;Há tempo de espalhar pedras, e tempo de ajuntá-las; tempo de abraçar, e tempo de abster-se de abraçar;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;Há tempo de buscar, e tempo de perder; tempo de guardar, e tempo de jogar fora;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;Há tempo de rasgar, e tempo de coser; tempo de estar calado, e tempo de falar;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 23px;" /&gt;Há tempo de amar, e tempo de odiar; tempo de guerra, e tempo de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;O valor das coisas não está no tempo que elas duram, mas na intensidade com que acontecem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 20px;" /&gt;Por isso existem momentos inesquecíveis, coisas inexplicáveis e pessoas incomparáveis.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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tbm ganhei um selinho d uma queida do blog Pirimpimpim a Dani fofissima,e to repassando pra vcs!&lt;br /&gt;
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Brasil, que possibilita criar uma rede de indicações e blogs, que serão 
analisados e possivelmente premiados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;O Sunshine Award é um 
selinho de incentivo para todos os blogueiros do Brasil, que possibilita
 criar uma rede de indicações e blogs, que serão analisados e 
possivelmente premiados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro o link pro blog da Dani, que eh mto legal e eu indico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bjosss a todos espero que participem queridos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2739452369445409303-9222198043755225479?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/PD-rZnh2Vxg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/9222198043755225479/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=9222198043755225479" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/9222198043755225479?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/9222198043755225479?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/PD-rZnh2Vxg/parabens-pra-mim.html" title="Selo Sunshine Award" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/THTCzBWB02I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/hodMFH1_i5U/s72-c/popcard.image.php.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2010/08/parabens-pra-mim.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIMSX0_eCp7ImA9WxFaF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-2742717023919077189</id><published>2010-07-21T19:29:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:49:48.340-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-21T19:49:48.340-03:00</app:edited><title>Para todos que amam meu cantinho!</title><content type="html">
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Selinho publicado por meu amigo Marcos andrade &lt;br /&gt;
http://jornadasdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-imageticamente.html#comment-form&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;visitem é um blog maravilhoso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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quarta-feira, 9 de junho de 2010&lt;/h2&gt;
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sei que estou demasiada atrazada,mas achei tão fofo,que decidi postar,e como ele, vou deixar livre pra quem me segue postar também.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/h2&gt;
Recebi este meme da minha amada querida&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://essenciaepalavras.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Essência
 e Palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; com as seguintes regras:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Colocar o selinho e regras no blog!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
2) Responder com muita sinceridade (quem sou eu, o que me faz 
sorrir, o que me faz chorar, a minha cor, a melhor lembrança, a música 
é, o filme, o pecado, o cheiro, o esporte, o hobby, o livro, o sonho), 
apenas com imagens (não vale responder por escrito);&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3) Indicar as pessoas para responder e colocar seus links no final do 
post;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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4) Deixar um comentários para a 
pessoa, avisando que ela foi indicada para a brincadeira;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5) Dizer as três lembranças mais fofas da infância.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Banho de rio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;em cachoerira cidade onde cresci&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2)colher frutas no mato do outro lado do rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3) jogar queimada na escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agradeço ao marcos por me permitir Postar esse selo q ele ganhou,dedico a todos que curtem meu cantinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É uma brincadeirinha muito legal,Aaaamei fazer...façam também!bjossssss&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;indico também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;que está com um um sorteio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; de uma tiara,Participem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bem posso falar com propriedade do que é ter auto estima e ser feminina,sempre lutei contra depresão desde que me entendo por gente(pessoa vivente nessa terra)rsrs,mas desde sempre também me sentia feliz por ser mulher,sempre me senti bem feminina,e na adolescencia dei bastante trabalho(muitos pretendentes)rsrs,mesmo com uma dor que carregava lutei pra ser feliz,conheci alguém que amei assim que vi pela primeira vez,(hoje meu marido),tive duas filhas que crieei com muito amor e ensinei-lhes a amarem-se antes de amar alguém,isso é auto estima,se amar,se achar sensual liiinda,querer se sentir bela,ficar bela por dentro e por fora,sair pra dançar namorar seu homem,rsrs,sempre que a depre tenta me abater pinto as unhas e o cabelo de vermelhocomo a musica da Ana Carolina, é como uma preparação para guerra,ai to pronta pra outra,viver não é facil, mas amo estar viva,faço valer a pena cada dia de vida que Deus me deu,sempre me disseram que sou metida e minhas filhas também,não é metida é auto estima lá em cima,até demais,pra fugir do triste,do ruim,da dor, eu sempre me portei como uma guerreia,um dia uma amiga descobriu que eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tinha sindrome do panico e me disse "jamais pensei que você tivesse panico,sempre te achei segura e forte"é porque é assim que quero ser sempre,é assim que goste de ser,segura e forte,não gosto de ficar triste,nem de curtir fossa,choro tudo num dia só e parto pra outra,to fazendo tratamento pra sindrome do panico,mas vivo como que não tivesse esse problema,procuro viver i ntensamente,olhar o lado bom de tuudo,creio num Deus muiito bom e que cuida de quem crê nele,isso me faz forte,AMO SER MULHER,e auto estima pra mim é:só fazem com você aquilo que vc permitir,e eu não permito que ninguém me magoe,me fira,pôde meus sonhos e diga que não posso,porque podemos o que quizermos,se desejarmos muito algo e buscarmos com afinco então nada nos detém,MULHERES SÃO SERES FORTES,E SER FELIZ TEM QUE SER PALAVRA DE ORDEM!!!bjosss a todos espero que tenha sido uma boa participação no blog da minha querida Elaine(te gosto muito linda)fica com Deus sempre!&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/2739452369445409303-6267327266258069268?l=milaadora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~4/gsXFrIV7Fr4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://milaadora.blogspot.com/feeds/6267327266258069268/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2739452369445409303&amp;postID=6267327266258069268" title="7 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/6267327266258069268?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2739452369445409303/posts/default/6267327266258069268?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CoisasDaMinhaVida/~3/gsXFrIV7Fr4/bloagagem-coletiva-auto-estima-eo.html" title="Bloagagem Coletiva-Auto estima eo feminino!" /><author><name>Mileni Fernandes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715055351801908079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/S7zMbJlXMqI/AAAAAAAAAtg/IwBw8kdUlNM/S220/Imagem+013.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0QpWsuFC6Aw/TESFOwgv-6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/RKUr3VAboqE/s72-c/Imagem+001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://milaadora.blogspot.com/2010/07/bloagagem-coletiva-auto-estima-eo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EDSH08eSp7ImA9WxFaE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739452369445409303.post-6273214574727391420</id><published>2010-07-17T13:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:54:39.371-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-17T13:54:39.371-03:00</app:edited><title>Transito de Hoje!To de bem c/ a vida!!!</title><content type="html">
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             &lt;strong&gt;Vênus em Conjunção com Vênus natal&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Início: 17/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

           &lt;strong&gt;Fim: 19/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

            Aproveite seu bom humor para se comunicar&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;Início: 17/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

           &lt;strong&gt;Fim: 20/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

            Atenção em tudo o que faz.&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;Início: 14/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

           &lt;strong&gt;Fim: 18/07/2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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            Momento de alegria e mudanças benéficas&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;Nome:&lt;/strong&gt; Milene do vale fernandes&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Data de Nascimento:&lt;/strong&gt; 
25/8/1967&lt;br /&gt;

                        &lt;strong&gt;Hora de Nascimento:&lt;/strong&gt; 00:00:00&lt;br /&gt;

                        &lt;strong&gt;Local de Nascimento:&lt;/strong&gt; Belém  
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                           PA                          )
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                        &lt;strong&gt;Trânsito do Dia:&lt;/strong&gt; 17/07/2010&lt;br /&gt;

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                        &lt;strong&gt;Ascendente:&lt;/strong&gt; Gêmeos &lt;br /&gt;

                        &lt;strong&gt;Lua:&lt;/strong&gt; Áries&lt;br /&gt;

                        &lt;strong&gt;Elemento:&lt;/strong&gt;
                            Terra                        &lt;br /&gt;

                        &lt;!--&lt;p&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Polaridade:&lt;/strong&gt; Positivo &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Qualidade:&lt;/strong&gt; Mutável &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Período do Trânsito:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Início:
&lt;!-- target = 0 --&gt;                            17/07/2010               
           Fim:
                          19/07/2010                        &lt;br /&gt;

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Vênus em Conjunção com Vênus natal            
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&lt;strong&gt;Resumo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Esta é uma ótima oportunidade para algum caso que necessite 
de cooperação. Todos os tipos de relacionamentos estão favorecidos, 
assim como o recomeço de uma amizade ou de um casamento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O 
indivíduo neste trânsito encontra beleza em todas as coisas, o lado 
agradável da vida está em alta. Se possível cerque-se de tudo o que 
gosta, enfeite os ambientes e transforme os locais por onde passa. Assim
 não apenas você poderá desfrutar o belo, mas todos com que tem contato e
 até com quem nem conhece e que freqüenta os mesmos espaços que você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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 bom humor será a tônica, assim como a vontade de estar ao lado das 
pessoas e de expressar o quanto está feliz por tê-las a seu lado. Este 
não será um simples encontro, por isso aproveite a ocasião.         &lt;/li&gt;
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Andando, tropeçando nessas pegadas&lt;/div&gt;
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A caminho de casa, um 
lugar que eu nunca vi;&lt;/div&gt;
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Estou mudando&lt;/div&gt;
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Cada vez menos 
sonolenta&lt;/div&gt;
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Feita de coisas diferentes de quando comecei&lt;/div&gt;
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E
 tenho tido essa sensação o tempo todo&lt;/div&gt;
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O dia aproxima-se 
rapidamente.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando o mundo desaparecer por debaixo de mim&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei
 firme* em ti, ainda de pé&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando os céus caírem e as 
montanham prostrarem-se&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando Tempo e Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei
 firme em ti.&lt;/div&gt;
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Há distração zunindo na minha cabeça&lt;/div&gt;
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Dizendo
 que é mais fácil ficar nas sombras&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas eu ouvi rumores da 
verdadeira realidade&lt;/div&gt;
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Sussurros de um caminho bem iluminado.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando
 o mundo desaparecer por debaixo de mim&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti, 
ainda de pé&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando os céus caírem e as montanham prostrarem-se&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando
 Tempo e Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tu
 fazes novas todas as coisas.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando o mundo desaparecer 
por debaixo de mim&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti, ainda de pé&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando
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Quando Tempo e 
Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando o 
mundo desaparecer por debaixo de mim&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti, 
ainda de pé&lt;/div&gt;
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Todos medos e acusações debaixo de meus pés;&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando
 Tempo e Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando 
Tempo e Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Estarei firme em ti&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando 
Tempo e Espaço acabarem&lt;/div&gt;
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Olá amigos!bom vir aqui ler o que me escrevem, e escrever pra vocês,&lt;/div&gt;
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Hoje eu acordei mas cedo do que tenho acordado,motivo:uma cliente veio experimentar um vestido \o/,porque estou contando isso?porque eu estava sem fazer nada a alguns meses,sem trabalhar sem animo pra nada,&lt;/div&gt;
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eu tenho um atelier de costuras onde eu costumava fazer roupas lindas de festa e esportes,malhas etc...&lt;/div&gt;
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mas depois de um tempo fui perdendo a vontade ,tava sempre me sentindo mal,ficava na net a noite toda sem durmir e de manhã estava um bagaço,mas hoje eeeeeeeeeba eu fiz um vestido de festa,que boom né gente,&lt;/div&gt;
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HOJE O LUKAS ME FEZ CHORAR,ELE É PRA MIM UMA MENTE BRILAHNTE,UM SER EXTRAORDIANARIO,QUE MESMO C/ SUA HISTORIA DE VIDA TEM UM RACIOCINIO LOGICO MELHOR QUE OS CONSIDERADOS "NORMAIS COMO ELE MESMO ME FALOU,(&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" id="followed-blog-0" onclick="BLOG_readingList.changeSelectedBlog(event, 
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A VC LUKAS MEU CARINHO E TOOODA MINHA ADMIRAÇÃO PELA SUA SUPERAÇÃO!&lt;/div&gt;
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BJOSSSSSSSS A TODOS OS MEUS QUERIDOS AMIGOS BLOGUEIROS ,BJOSSSSSSSSS MARCOS,ELAINE,AAAAAMO VC S DE MONTÃO!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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