<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464</id><updated>2026-04-28T16:41:47.141-03:00</updated><category term="A vida  é uma obra de arte."/><category term="Abandono"/><category term="Amigos"/><category term="Amo você"/><category term="Com você"/><category term="Conselho"/><category term="Diga que quer."/><category term="Eu e Você"/><category term="Felicidade"/><category term="Frenesi"/><category term="Ilusão"/><category term="Lágrima"/><category term="Mulher"/><category term="O dom de amar"/><category term="Perda"/><category term="Perfeita amizade"/><category term="Por quê ?"/><category term="Quem sou Eu ?"/><category term="Remorso"/><category term="Saudade"/><category term="Segredos da vida"/><category term="Sempre te amei."/><category term="Sempre te amei: Parte 2"/><category term="Sentimentos ?"/><category term="Sinto você"/><category term="Solidão"/><category term="Um sentimento diferente"/><title type='text'>Free.sante.</title><subtitle type='html'>Venha comigo nessa estrada. Venha amar, sonhar e imaginar com liberdade...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-6817793445292246746</id><published>2011-04-24T07:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:53:29.591-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quem sou Eu ?"/><title type='text'>Quem sou Eu ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgibxfyPkZ1yb6QZe4WgL7RnCwRfZ7RuLIBaJ4YXaT0rhK_DBsHBP9NJwLmXcQqFxfmd_CMZNOtTTV4dNSXFmryTKPCrQ_VnxWnC-5ldPJPwylMXuHuZyj54FYklK_Ibn3Pv2bh3wV-dHYF/s1600/Frases-de-Amor.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgibxfyPkZ1yb6QZe4WgL7RnCwRfZ7RuLIBaJ4YXaT0rhK_DBsHBP9NJwLmXcQqFxfmd_CMZNOtTTV4dNSXFmryTKPCrQ_VnxWnC-5ldPJPwylMXuHuZyj54FYklK_Ibn3Pv2bh3wV-dHYF/s320/Frases-de-Amor.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Eu sou o galho que dobra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você sopra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sou à&amp;nbsp;lágrima&amp;nbsp;que cai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você chora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sou a boca que saliva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você beija.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sou a cama que aquece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você deita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sou à noite que&amp;nbsp;embala,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você sonha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sou apenas o que espera, te fazer feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Ou estar lá quando &quot;ela&quot; acontecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pois a cada passo seu,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;eu quero fazer parte do caminho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;E estarei em cada coisa, que te faz sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mesmo que seja sem notar o carinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mas eu sempre vou estar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Porque, eu sou o amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Quando você decide amar. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/6817793445292246746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/04/quem-sou-eu.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6817793445292246746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6817793445292246746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/04/quem-sou-eu.html' title='Quem sou Eu ?'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgibxfyPkZ1yb6QZe4WgL7RnCwRfZ7RuLIBaJ4YXaT0rhK_DBsHBP9NJwLmXcQqFxfmd_CMZNOtTTV4dNSXFmryTKPCrQ_VnxWnC-5ldPJPwylMXuHuZyj54FYklK_Ibn3Pv2bh3wV-dHYF/s72-c/Frases-de-Amor.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-5237967714797013407</id><published>2011-04-06T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:47:18.501-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A vida  é uma obra de arte."/><title type='text'>A vida  é uma obra de arte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM7jkVd8ceLsKGM9YBn_9pieo0vDbvDiFNY-HZ2dUaX6gu9-vOKBR5kkZ5mpaZqFoUCJ0qY7avgSxc8WyF661zlz3cZjDM2yIMmtzwg9OXUwNBV_tQhCRXW8_ghoOcAKET4eAXdV3cU65M/s1600/3b0a27dcf11bcd50e954aa4f0f7ce2f1fa67a07e.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;255&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM7jkVd8ceLsKGM9YBn_9pieo0vDbvDiFNY-HZ2dUaX6gu9-vOKBR5kkZ5mpaZqFoUCJ0qY7avgSxc8WyF661zlz3cZjDM2yIMmtzwg9OXUwNBV_tQhCRXW8_ghoOcAKET4eAXdV3cU65M/s320/3b0a27dcf11bcd50e954aa4f0f7ce2f1fa67a07e.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A vida, é uma tela em branco;&lt;br /&gt;
Pronta para receber nossas cores.&lt;br /&gt;
Basta você escolher,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai querer uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;
Cheia de dores,&amp;nbsp;ou alegrias,&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai pintar com cores quentes ou frias,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai pincelar com carinho,&lt;br /&gt;
Cada borda, e cada cantinho,&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai ter milhões de amigos&lt;br /&gt;
Ou ainda viver sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai enfeitar com flores,&lt;br /&gt;
Ou plantar somente espinhos,&lt;br /&gt;
Se vai morrer de amores,&lt;br /&gt;
Ou se vai viver nas dores,&lt;br /&gt;
De ainda estar sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ou até mesmo na falta!&lt;br /&gt;
Porque na vida,&lt;br /&gt;
Você é quem escolhe as pautas,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E não há quem resista,&lt;br /&gt;
Porque a vida, é uma obra de arte...&lt;br /&gt;
E você é o artista.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/5237967714797013407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/04/vida-e-uma-obra-de-arte.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/5237967714797013407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/5237967714797013407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/04/vida-e-uma-obra-de-arte.html' title='A vida  é uma obra de arte.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM7jkVd8ceLsKGM9YBn_9pieo0vDbvDiFNY-HZ2dUaX6gu9-vOKBR5kkZ5mpaZqFoUCJ0qY7avgSxc8WyF661zlz3cZjDM2yIMmtzwg9OXUwNBV_tQhCRXW8_ghoOcAKET4eAXdV3cU65M/s72-c/3b0a27dcf11bcd50e954aa4f0f7ce2f1fa67a07e.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-3927067001660808509</id><published>2011-03-28T01:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:58:00.962-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sempre te amei: Parte 2"/><title type='text'>Sempre te amei: Parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGepEe8Tc2HWSHBX3VTheuGdaWzk44-BNcbJYLw1GfM3bmV4Sm5QQCKlAhb_aRFy1TmwtmS3bQjP4k0oYoW9YqwCNPY-LScXFbzVIeO8rKuUAfqtV6DPkhflAfKKfmAEGAdgDAIqnTrdvv/s1600/felicidade-no-amor.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;244&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGepEe8Tc2HWSHBX3VTheuGdaWzk44-BNcbJYLw1GfM3bmV4Sm5QQCKlAhb_aRFy1TmwtmS3bQjP4k0oYoW9YqwCNPY-LScXFbzVIeO8rKuUAfqtV6DPkhflAfKKfmAEGAdgDAIqnTrdvv/s320/felicidade-no-amor.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cada minuto, parece uma eternidade,&lt;br /&gt;
Na esperança de ter você de volta.&lt;br /&gt;
Cada estrela dessa imensidão,&lt;br /&gt;
Representa um dia sem você.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Não sei onde você possa estar,&lt;br /&gt;
Apenas deixo meu coração,&amp;nbsp;nesse caminho&amp;nbsp;me guiar,&lt;br /&gt;
Pois um dia espero, novamente poder te encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;
E ficar frente à frente com &quot;ELA&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;
A minha felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E o tempo se torna cada vez mais pesado e triste&lt;br /&gt;
As lágrimas, os meus olhos já secaram,&lt;br /&gt;
E a voz já se calou,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas meu coração ainda sangra.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Espero encontrar logo a cura,&lt;br /&gt;
Que eu sei bem qual é...&lt;br /&gt;
É aquele sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;
Que me carregava sem fronteiras, para junto da felicidade&lt;br /&gt;
No tempo em que a emoção fechava meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;
E eu podia sentir &amp;nbsp;aquele AMOR de verdade.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/3927067001660808509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/sempre-te-amei-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3927067001660808509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3927067001660808509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/sempre-te-amei-parte-2.html' title='Sempre te amei: Parte 2'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGepEe8Tc2HWSHBX3VTheuGdaWzk44-BNcbJYLw1GfM3bmV4Sm5QQCKlAhb_aRFy1TmwtmS3bQjP4k0oYoW9YqwCNPY-LScXFbzVIeO8rKuUAfqtV6DPkhflAfKKfmAEGAdgDAIqnTrdvv/s72-c/felicidade-no-amor.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-99557330858415387</id><published>2011-03-19T12:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:41:46.471-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sempre te amei."/><title type='text'>Sempre te amei: Parte 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyIQjhSq4LUY6q5EnYucjPD920AhKL7wEY0tDgVX3TJqqvfvqyGmJuj-0WZDpKarEe5L2wN6KBQuu10VchKhphhHv_jSpw3KB70RsKM3df8lMY8bSgWqwdxK_UlCRUDXj4x_qMhon-Frb/s1600/368254.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;249&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyIQjhSq4LUY6q5EnYucjPD920AhKL7wEY0tDgVX3TJqqvfvqyGmJuj-0WZDpKarEe5L2wN6KBQuu10VchKhphhHv_jSpw3KB70RsKM3df8lMY8bSgWqwdxK_UlCRUDXj4x_qMhon-Frb/s320/368254.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Você &amp;nbsp;não pode dizer que não te amei,&lt;br /&gt;
Não pode ignorar o tempo, o sonho, o afeto e a ternura,&lt;br /&gt;
Que nos carregava em braços calmos, em tempos de felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Não diga que o sorriso, e o carinho,&lt;br /&gt;
Eram vagos e&amp;nbsp;displicentes&lt;br /&gt;
Não diga que não foi amor...&lt;br /&gt;
Não diga que eras descontente.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Não diga que tudo havia entre nós morreu,&lt;br /&gt;
Não diga que chegou a hora...&lt;br /&gt;
De dizer adeus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A despedida parece ser&amp;nbsp;inevitável,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas &quot;eu&quot; acreditava que o &quot;Tempo de felicidade&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
Pudessem voltar. Mas não!&lt;br /&gt;
A despedida chegou, e trouxe com ela...&lt;br /&gt;
A solidão e a &amp;nbsp;saudade, que me abalou,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E pouco à pouco eu via aquele sonho,&lt;br /&gt;
Se diluindo, em dolorosas e salgadas lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;
O encanto acabou, e tudo o que era mais belo,&lt;br /&gt;
Só na lembrança ficou,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E agora, a vida pouco à pouco,&lt;br /&gt;
Apaga, sua bela imagem, de meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;
E &quot;eu&quot; fui vendo aquele &quot;desejo&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
Se esvaindo com vento,&lt;br /&gt;
De um denso nevoeiro,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas em meu&amp;nbsp;lençol&amp;nbsp;ainda posso sentir o seu cheiro.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/99557330858415387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/sempre-te-amei.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/99557330858415387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/99557330858415387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/sempre-te-amei.html' title='Sempre te amei: Parte 1.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyIQjhSq4LUY6q5EnYucjPD920AhKL7wEY0tDgVX3TJqqvfvqyGmJuj-0WZDpKarEe5L2wN6KBQuu10VchKhphhHv_jSpw3KB70RsKM3df8lMY8bSgWqwdxK_UlCRUDXj4x_qMhon-Frb/s72-c/368254.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-8623902814783095506</id><published>2011-03-13T12:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:13:27.826-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eu e Você"/><title type='text'>Eu e Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoU13NTqKCAd6ScIY1gIfKgmZX6KZams8rnHYjZKb6zDILGWAg5UFEWoEg_g96JV6_hbFyWZZYsfgqwgs5bLXDIMBxRtf7AKxMk1tRQgQzPSmqPFIhokKexBEpmU-99dj9ez3KuTGNiH3p/s1600/EU-E-VOCE.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;233&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoU13NTqKCAd6ScIY1gIfKgmZX6KZams8rnHYjZKb6zDILGWAg5UFEWoEg_g96JV6_hbFyWZZYsfgqwgs5bLXDIMBxRtf7AKxMk1tRQgQzPSmqPFIhokKexBEpmU-99dj9ez3KuTGNiH3p/s320/EU-E-VOCE.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gosto de sentir aquela felicidade quase que incontida,&lt;br /&gt;
Quando encontro-te em meu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;
O prazer parece dominar o coração...&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto o corpo transpira desejo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O encanto da vida, parece decifrar, exatamente &quot;Eu e Você&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
E não é preciso dizer, se quer uma palavra,&lt;br /&gt;
Por que o silêncio &amp;nbsp;se encarrega de transmitir os sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;
E descrever a beleza,&amp;nbsp;quase que imposta pelo seu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sorriso que cativa, com carinho os meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;
Quase que atraindo-os,&lt;br /&gt;
Num &amp;nbsp;envolto de sedução,&lt;br /&gt;
Por que &quot;Eu e Você&quot;,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Simplesmente se resume, em...&lt;br /&gt;
Desejo,&lt;br /&gt;
Amor,&lt;br /&gt;
E paixão.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/8623902814783095506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-e-voce.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8623902814783095506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8623902814783095506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-e-voce.html' title='Eu e Você'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoU13NTqKCAd6ScIY1gIfKgmZX6KZams8rnHYjZKb6zDILGWAg5UFEWoEg_g96JV6_hbFyWZZYsfgqwgs5bLXDIMBxRtf7AKxMk1tRQgQzPSmqPFIhokKexBEpmU-99dj9ez3KuTGNiH3p/s72-c/EU-E-VOCE.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-7143375660166634870</id><published>2011-03-08T07:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:37:36.685-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mulher"/><title type='text'>Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5s6HRAMxJDUYGXbyIypM1l0eG6yasnJNoknmn1lKzVnxrNNbkdSuO5CzY88d3_icsro34Mn0_cKZztUQh6BCsoyisMCQ0XIE5SEuNa21RKX4agRCuEj4_hyphenhyphenHxFPl1x97_o2li-GqxGk9K/s1600/mulher.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;262&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5s6HRAMxJDUYGXbyIypM1l0eG6yasnJNoknmn1lKzVnxrNNbkdSuO5CzY88d3_icsro34Mn0_cKZztUQh6BCsoyisMCQ0XIE5SEuNa21RKX4agRCuEj4_hyphenhyphenHxFPl1x97_o2li-GqxGk9K/s320/mulher.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes doce, meiga e gentil&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes triste, frágil, e insegura&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes valente, forte e&amp;nbsp;destemida&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pois é&amp;nbsp;difícil definir esse &quot;SER&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Que é tão&amp;nbsp;fantástico&amp;nbsp;quanto&amp;nbsp;enigmático.&lt;br /&gt;
Que tem a sensibilidade&amp;nbsp;aguçada ao máximo,&lt;br /&gt;
E consegue ver o mundo, com muito mais clareza.&lt;br /&gt;
E a gente fica &amp;nbsp;na incerteza....&lt;br /&gt;
E não sabe como chamar,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Poderia chamar de estrela...&lt;br /&gt;
Tem o brilho, que ilumina a vida;&lt;br /&gt;
Poderia chamar de flor...&lt;br /&gt;
Tem perfume, beleza e cor;&lt;br /&gt;
E ainda assim faltaria um pouco...&lt;br /&gt;
Se decidisse chama-la de AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/7143375660166634870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/mulher.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7143375660166634870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7143375660166634870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/03/mulher.html' title='Mulher'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5s6HRAMxJDUYGXbyIypM1l0eG6yasnJNoknmn1lKzVnxrNNbkdSuO5CzY88d3_icsro34Mn0_cKZztUQh6BCsoyisMCQ0XIE5SEuNa21RKX4agRCuEj4_hyphenhyphenHxFPl1x97_o2li-GqxGk9K/s72-c/mulher.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-4175835826634936393</id><published>2011-02-26T17:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:05:11.905-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frenesi"/><title type='text'>Frenesi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8_JplNi8KNyxOcVZIFtH7kn5SbURh1_p8tyNlxa1lTl2q-mI-k_C0prmkCnoaiaVaG_i27VIiMr6I9luVgEwli6Bf-T1-iEa2_Ux9mB0ifvhQlZ04Hi-WuVJsSnd_7hRwA7LqLqVSvmH/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8_JplNi8KNyxOcVZIFtH7kn5SbURh1_p8tyNlxa1lTl2q-mI-k_C0prmkCnoaiaVaG_i27VIiMr6I9luVgEwli6Bf-T1-iEa2_Ux9mB0ifvhQlZ04Hi-WuVJsSnd_7hRwA7LqLqVSvmH/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Encontrar, um lugar onde o desejo se expressa na sua intensidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Encontrar, calor, emoção, sensação, ternura, inspiração, sentimento e fascinação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Onde o “sentir” detalhasse em verso, enche os olhos, e conforta o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois uma palavra escrita com carinho, facilmente encontrar o caminho do coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E é lá que vemos essas palavras, em um arranjo perfeito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Despertando o sentir de cada coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E é tão intenso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Que desperta até mesmo, os sentimentos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Que a linguagem não é capaz de expressar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E mesmo assim sentimos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Com um casal que sabe frisar muito bem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O significado da palavra, que é mais do que amor...&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Frenesi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&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; (Uma homenagem ao Blog Frenesi.)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/4175835826634936393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/frenesi.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/4175835826634936393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/4175835826634936393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/frenesi.html' title='Frenesi.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8_JplNi8KNyxOcVZIFtH7kn5SbURh1_p8tyNlxa1lTl2q-mI-k_C0prmkCnoaiaVaG_i27VIiMr6I9luVgEwli6Bf-T1-iEa2_Ux9mB0ifvhQlZ04Hi-WuVJsSnd_7hRwA7LqLqVSvmH/s72-c/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-8089856847337575998</id><published>2011-02-13T16:27:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T00:56:38.972-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Com você"/><title type='text'>Com você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqnVDd0cvwqgA_IbuioZjjwFPG__RiCNDG_QQeha5J5AIExFQipaJEP1l-YTlVNGaf3h1G7qkSFUklrkH6MB68lWSmxwhc773yp3QEBRRJiN1OKt1lp0SVXNE8Mg-u57Pm8BsjDPQwDLR/s1600/casal067.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;226&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqnVDd0cvwqgA_IbuioZjjwFPG__RiCNDG_QQeha5J5AIExFQipaJEP1l-YTlVNGaf3h1G7qkSFUklrkH6MB68lWSmxwhc773yp3QEBRRJiN1OKt1lp0SVXNE8Mg-u57Pm8BsjDPQwDLR/s320/casal067.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gosto quando olha nos meus olhos, e fica sem ter o que dizer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Gosto quando após um olhar, você me abraça apertado, beija meu pescoço;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;e com as mão em meu rosto, me diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;- Você não sabe o quanto eu te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Gosto quando te pego, me cuidando;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Com um olhar carinhoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Sinto, como se me abraçasse com o olhar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;E me afagasse com palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Você é como um presente, que eu cuidarei para sempre;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Pois mediante a lua, tu és a mais bela estrela;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Mediante o sol, tu és o mais intenso calor ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;E mediante a vida, tu és o amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Amor esse, que se torna imensurável;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Amor que transborda o coração de alegria;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Amor que me faz sonhar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Hoje, amanhã e todos os dias;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Mais sempre...&amp;nbsp;Com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/8089856847337575998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/com-voce.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8089856847337575998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8089856847337575998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/com-voce.html' title='Com você'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqnVDd0cvwqgA_IbuioZjjwFPG__RiCNDG_QQeha5J5AIExFQipaJEP1l-YTlVNGaf3h1G7qkSFUklrkH6MB68lWSmxwhc773yp3QEBRRJiN1OKt1lp0SVXNE8Mg-u57Pm8BsjDPQwDLR/s72-c/casal067.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-2135749810805266526</id><published>2011-02-09T20:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T17:49:21.125-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Um sentimento diferente"/><title type='text'>Um sentimento diferente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitavjP9bg4HUuRxbXPtK03Ml6UFsYMm9Rzti10auEGsCr5eDxnJYO4pcaWLw7Yuf5IerOt1QI07fRmAMbgYtXnqf-K-7DgHxrZLvLAdUjbdTHuGS0-Rrpxsbhmpt0ki4TC6exPBY0e1MFP/s1600/confusa0.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitavjP9bg4HUuRxbXPtK03Ml6UFsYMm9Rzti10auEGsCr5eDxnJYO4pcaWLw7Yuf5IerOt1QI07fRmAMbgYtXnqf-K-7DgHxrZLvLAdUjbdTHuGS0-Rrpxsbhmpt0ki4TC6exPBY0e1MFP/s1600/confusa0.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Por mais que você tente entender o real sentido, do sublime ato de sentir; não poderá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pois sempre provará, um sentimento diferente&quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Porque não importa qual seja o sentimento, e quantas vezes ele aconteça, sempre será que maneira diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pois cada pessoa reage ao sentimento de maneiras distintas, e por mais que sinta quaisquer que seja ; sentirá com intensidade diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Porque nada se repete, tudo se torna único, nem que seja por um mero detalhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Então quando estiver em duvida, quanto ao sentindo, pense que é um sentimento novo, único e senti-lo só cabe a você e decifrá-lo será uma bobagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial, serif; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Apenas sinta-o, e deixe a emoção e o coração se encarregar de decifrá-lo.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/2135749810805266526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/um-sentimento-diferente.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/2135749810805266526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/2135749810805266526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/um-sentimento-diferente.html' title='Um sentimento diferente'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitavjP9bg4HUuRxbXPtK03Ml6UFsYMm9Rzti10auEGsCr5eDxnJYO4pcaWLw7Yuf5IerOt1QI07fRmAMbgYtXnqf-K-7DgHxrZLvLAdUjbdTHuGS0-Rrpxsbhmpt0ki4TC6exPBY0e1MFP/s72-c/confusa0.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-8069888705744970089</id><published>2011-02-06T00:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T00:46:34.306-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sinto você"/><title type='text'>Sinto você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykQjve-bTqeK7gix5r7ipwbySnZQoKph5WUJlnTZHj78OCfgfwX1NGy9CC2nCM50Mj5zjOya_49BIFYuY3ezCsl1qwMzGAEgZGXXe4kgWu2Vlu4YgmT6Q2zOFsWFUThR9YJvZZIQm88lO/s1600/746246.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;226&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykQjve-bTqeK7gix5r7ipwbySnZQoKph5WUJlnTZHj78OCfgfwX1NGy9CC2nCM50Mj5zjOya_49BIFYuY3ezCsl1qwMzGAEgZGXXe4kgWu2Vlu4YgmT6Q2zOFsWFUThR9YJvZZIQm88lO/s320/746246.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ouço no balanço do mar,&lt;br /&gt;
O ecoar suave de sua voz,&lt;br /&gt;
A noite se faz fria, e meu corpo arde de desejo,&lt;br /&gt;
A minha pele, os meus lábios imploram aquele beijo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O vento sopra suave, o seu nome.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Vejo no horizonte; a linha da vida,&lt;br /&gt;
Que não sei onde vai terminar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sinto você, se aproximar de algum lugar,&lt;br /&gt;
Pois não te vejo!&lt;br /&gt;
Sinto muita falta, dos seus&amp;nbsp;abraços;&lt;br /&gt;
Então mergulho em meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;
No tempo em que sentia você,&lt;br /&gt;
Realmente em meus braços.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/8069888705744970089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinto-voce.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8069888705744970089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8069888705744970089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinto-voce.html' title='Sinto você'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykQjve-bTqeK7gix5r7ipwbySnZQoKph5WUJlnTZHj78OCfgfwX1NGy9CC2nCM50Mj5zjOya_49BIFYuY3ezCsl1qwMzGAEgZGXXe4kgWu2Vlu4YgmT6Q2zOFsWFUThR9YJvZZIQm88lO/s72-c/746246.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-3692803763236025986</id><published>2011-01-27T07:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:48:42.138-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Abandono"/><title type='text'>Abandono</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GuzFBOv3RjLfKTfXC4Kmtq12BrOc87o7Y-7fXpJHMEuwnjLlyvw8lIzUg4lAy1S4hOr5WgFGAVWbzdRzXuPCMqgY6Qf0Hg5LuDYQY4BVdWZGYTeAOUd75WXAXPFJIZlyyTuFPQsZTnFv/s1600/abandono.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GuzFBOv3RjLfKTfXC4Kmtq12BrOc87o7Y-7fXpJHMEuwnjLlyvw8lIzUg4lAy1S4hOr5WgFGAVWbzdRzXuPCMqgY6Qf0Hg5LuDYQY4BVdWZGYTeAOUd75WXAXPFJIZlyyTuFPQsZTnFv/s320/abandono.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Por maior que fosse aquela dor, que eu estava sentindo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Por mais forte que fosse aquele amor, que estava partindo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Perguntava-me: Onde errei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Precisava pensar entender aquele momento;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Porque se fazia tão doloroso esse sentimento; de perda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Da união de dois pensamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Choro! As lágrimas caem, enfileiradas em meu rosto;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O desespero toma conta do meu corpo. E agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O céu parece se fechar; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Em negras nuvens carregadas de lágrimas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Tento me esconder da verdade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Fugir dessa realidade, &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Que não esteja mais presente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A minha felicidade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Mas vá, pois o destino te trará de volta;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;À esse coração cheio de saudade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/3692803763236025986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/abandono.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3692803763236025986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3692803763236025986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/abandono.html' title='Abandono'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GuzFBOv3RjLfKTfXC4Kmtq12BrOc87o7Y-7fXpJHMEuwnjLlyvw8lIzUg4lAy1S4hOr5WgFGAVWbzdRzXuPCMqgY6Qf0Hg5LuDYQY4BVdWZGYTeAOUd75WXAXPFJIZlyyTuFPQsZTnFv/s72-c/abandono.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-7917318491904978266</id><published>2011-01-25T17:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T17:40:05.919-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diga que quer."/><title type='text'>Diga que quer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPY3vtQ529CIekcAMjCh1kbsoZwrzIEykC4ZWojrfVHk6DCYpfnzhv-j1TSe_hBEV9khimU4OuSCL8OoZZbe2Pf__Ug98bIuecg6r2XJlPfj2ZaHUdP0JfDNtqcX_6bMcCd5K6dQJsXRW/s1600/querer.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPY3vtQ529CIekcAMjCh1kbsoZwrzIEykC4ZWojrfVHk6DCYpfnzhv-j1TSe_hBEV9khimU4OuSCL8OoZZbe2Pf__Ug98bIuecg6r2XJlPfj2ZaHUdP0JfDNtqcX_6bMcCd5K6dQJsXRW/s1600/querer.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Posso te dizer que amo,&lt;br /&gt;
Posso te jurar que quero,&lt;br /&gt;
Posso ate dizer que não, mas é,&lt;br /&gt;
É o que já deveria ter sido,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ter sido, &amp;nbsp;o que ainda não foi, mas quero.&lt;br /&gt;
Quero que seja:&lt;br /&gt;
Como o nascer do sol,&lt;br /&gt;
Como a lua, como o céu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Assim como o mais belo por do sol&lt;br /&gt;
Assim como eu, e você;&lt;br /&gt;
Enfim como nós;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nós, que seremos um só;&lt;br /&gt;
Seremos dois corpos;&lt;br /&gt;
Unidos por um só sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sentimento que pode;&lt;br /&gt;
Pode quando se quer;&lt;br /&gt;
Pode quando se deixa;&lt;br /&gt;
Pode quando quiser;&lt;br /&gt;
Basta eu dizer que sim;&lt;br /&gt;
E você dizer que quer;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/7917318491904978266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/diga-que-quer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7917318491904978266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7917318491904978266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/diga-que-quer.html' title='Diga que quer.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPY3vtQ529CIekcAMjCh1kbsoZwrzIEykC4ZWojrfVHk6DCYpfnzhv-j1TSe_hBEV9khimU4OuSCL8OoZZbe2Pf__Ug98bIuecg6r2XJlPfj2ZaHUdP0JfDNtqcX_6bMcCd5K6dQJsXRW/s72-c/querer.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-3573510387229620764</id><published>2011-01-21T19:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T19:27:53.294-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lágrima"/><title type='text'>Lágrima</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7vn0Lq9c06B2fhGWl2LiXHVkgCaDCoE5l_l_ee0PcDlpX7ki1BI12scw5jvuVFrzQOqwMzCqi82L8skuLteU74VM8FVGmWYETCpyWBhA9BIEe4ulBpWUGbxslM8NrVMAiq8hAfzRBMBW4/s1600/LAGRIMA.3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;224&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7vn0Lq9c06B2fhGWl2LiXHVkgCaDCoE5l_l_ee0PcDlpX7ki1BI12scw5jvuVFrzQOqwMzCqi82L8skuLteU74VM8FVGmWYETCpyWBhA9BIEe4ulBpWUGbxslM8NrVMAiq8hAfzRBMBW4/s320/LAGRIMA.3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Quando uma&amp;nbsp;lágrima&amp;nbsp;cai, é como se à &quot;nuvem coração&quot; estivesse&amp;nbsp;carregada.&lt;br /&gt;
Como se não fosse&amp;nbsp;possível&amp;nbsp;conte-lá;&lt;br /&gt;
E então transborda: alegria, tristeza, dor, saudade.&lt;br /&gt;
Enfim quem é que sabe? O sentimento que nela está guardado.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
São mil palavras expressas em uma gota. que escorre em meio o rosto, até cair na boca.&lt;br /&gt;
É o desabafo do coração, é a mais intensa sensação, de expressar um sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes&amp;nbsp;tímida, sutil;&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes intensa e&amp;nbsp;incontrolável.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lágrima: é a maneira que o&amp;nbsp;coração&amp;nbsp;encontrou, para expressar, todo e qualquer sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;
Quando está&amp;nbsp;vulnerável.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/3573510387229620764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/lagrima.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3573510387229620764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3573510387229620764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/lagrima.html' title='Lágrima'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7vn0Lq9c06B2fhGWl2LiXHVkgCaDCoE5l_l_ee0PcDlpX7ki1BI12scw5jvuVFrzQOqwMzCqi82L8skuLteU74VM8FVGmWYETCpyWBhA9BIEe4ulBpWUGbxslM8NrVMAiq8hAfzRBMBW4/s72-c/LAGRIMA.3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-7180938071377184730</id><published>2011-01-19T19:24:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:17:16.202-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amo você"/><title type='text'>Amo você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjrnvgKzqU0tdcNA15VytYuf3O977sKXwt7zvNUqqmnhoJ_I_O_6mN5RMJ2QUCU5rVivtRAaU1vrqLhB6h6D3NCQGHZai4z5aSHk2QimLteghWzEdWCQh1cVG4Sc_1tWiWf5488FAUL5f/s1600/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;227&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjrnvgKzqU0tdcNA15VytYuf3O977sKXwt7zvNUqqmnhoJ_I_O_6mN5RMJ2QUCU5rVivtRAaU1vrqLhB6h6D3NCQGHZai4z5aSHk2QimLteghWzEdWCQh1cVG4Sc_1tWiWf5488FAUL5f/s320/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sonhei contigo!&lt;br /&gt;
Deixe-me te amar?&lt;br /&gt;
Sentir seu gosto, poder acreditar,&lt;br /&gt;
Que ele&amp;nbsp;exista em minha boca,&lt;br /&gt;
Transborde pelos meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;
Transpire pela minha pele,&lt;br /&gt;
Transpareça em meu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deixe-me ser seu, e venha ser minha,&lt;br /&gt;
Sentir nossas peles, encostando, linha à linha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sinto seu cheiro! Doce e belo perfume,&lt;br /&gt;
Aroma que me acalma.&lt;br /&gt;
Quero sentir, mais de perto sua alma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Venha! Corra para o meus braços , quero te dar meu colo,&lt;br /&gt;
te dar minha vida, e&amp;nbsp;entregar&amp;nbsp;para ti, tudo que faço.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Não quero que se torne lembrança, pois lembro-te a todo momento;&lt;br /&gt;
Em um olhar, um sorriso, nos mais simples gestos.&lt;br /&gt;
Ou no soprar delicado da vida à dizer: &lt;b&gt;AMO VOCÊ.&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/7180938071377184730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/amo-voce.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7180938071377184730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7180938071377184730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/amo-voce.html' title='Amo você'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjrnvgKzqU0tdcNA15VytYuf3O977sKXwt7zvNUqqmnhoJ_I_O_6mN5RMJ2QUCU5rVivtRAaU1vrqLhB6h6D3NCQGHZai4z5aSHk2QimLteghWzEdWCQh1cVG4Sc_1tWiWf5488FAUL5f/s72-c/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-783738659192311507</id><published>2011-01-17T00:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:41:05.132-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saudade"/><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLG0AHliBO05wVFuoN5UuN0m2s0pLXEMlSghQv9y_UD96F9J2pcVpctB-JZrgzSio4109_FMu2kya4SRYbIfRNr_SyCwyjbA9juSXApC7B5XXRB4T9jgu4HSo2XQHlh06Q-CPB5SiZTVvg/s1600/dia+da+saudade.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;280&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLG0AHliBO05wVFuoN5UuN0m2s0pLXEMlSghQv9y_UD96F9J2pcVpctB-JZrgzSio4109_FMu2kya4SRYbIfRNr_SyCwyjbA9juSXApC7B5XXRB4T9jgu4HSo2XQHlh06Q-CPB5SiZTVvg/s320/dia+da+saudade.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O tempo passa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sinto, como se algo comprimisse meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Os olhos já se enchem &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;água&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A vida caminha à passos lentos.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A vontade de voltar no tempo, e a sensação do insaciável, são enormes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Paro, para pensar no tempo, e vejo como ele é traiçoeiro, e como não percebemos ele passar tão depressa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O choro já não é mais contido, as lágrimas rolam lentamente junto com a&amp;nbsp;angústia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Sinto-me como se estivesse vazio. Um vazio que perdura com a distância, e traz com ela a tristeza. Tristeza de estar no presente, mas com o pensamento fixo no passado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-style: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Passado de lembranças boas e más, de um tempo que deixou muita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 14.0pt; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/783738659192311507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/783738659192311507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/783738659192311507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLG0AHliBO05wVFuoN5UuN0m2s0pLXEMlSghQv9y_UD96F9J2pcVpctB-JZrgzSio4109_FMu2kya4SRYbIfRNr_SyCwyjbA9juSXApC7B5XXRB4T9jgu4HSo2XQHlh06Q-CPB5SiZTVvg/s72-c/dia+da+saudade.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-6051566170643306501</id><published>2011-01-14T23:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:01:01.629-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Felicidade"/><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPykrn9w3vOwhUuGwyQeKsVvZAp82Vhjf-AjUP4vUAopQBOb7uhMqpu99DxH-UfoBGPb2SulIbzCnGnDzFkxwcGMIckq9fq3u8MGOAzYp01Ge6Biwsd23tw3Z9Mbw-Ha3MMvkYtaVO4xwO/s1600/felicidade.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPykrn9w3vOwhUuGwyQeKsVvZAp82Vhjf-AjUP4vUAopQBOb7uhMqpu99DxH-UfoBGPb2SulIbzCnGnDzFkxwcGMIckq9fq3u8MGOAzYp01Ge6Biwsd23tw3Z9Mbw-Ha3MMvkYtaVO4xwO/s320/felicidade.jpg&quot; width=&quot;261&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Ser feliz ou estar feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Na busca pela felicidade, as pessoas se magoam se machucam, para alcançar a tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Mas a felicidade não seria um estar momentâneo, no decorrer de nossas vidas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Talvez você não precise buscá-la, apenas aproveitar os momentos em que ela aparece,&amp;nbsp; em suas vidas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Como se a vida fosse uma régua e em determinados pontos a felicidade acontece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Como se ela brota-se em cada um de nós, como um sentimento baseado em um momento, momento de estar feliz. Um momento em que a gente não sabe quanto dura pode ser um minuto; uma hora; um dia; enfim nós nunca vamos saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;O que temos que saber, é que quando esse momento chegar, devemos aproveitá-lo ao máximo e dividi-lo com as pessoas que amamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Porque a felicidade não é uma coisa que devemos buscar a vida toda, é um sentimento que devemos deixar acontecer em nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Deixe que esse sentimento aconteça em sua vida, tenha uma vida cheia de momentos felizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/6051566170643306501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6051566170643306501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6051566170643306501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPykrn9w3vOwhUuGwyQeKsVvZAp82Vhjf-AjUP4vUAopQBOb7uhMqpu99DxH-UfoBGPb2SulIbzCnGnDzFkxwcGMIckq9fq3u8MGOAzYp01Ge6Biwsd23tw3Z9Mbw-Ha3MMvkYtaVO4xwO/s72-c/felicidade.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-5325432639280507107</id><published>2011-01-13T00:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:55:13.944-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="O dom de amar"/><title type='text'>O dom de amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHJQozdMV3t_J7z04LMMhbg-9Y9TVnqZN9c_XKgaPi1XXEpbjqfAUnuWqYKLM1WQz0PnQpQFKALIUmxc_NHyZHXG5t70qBm2a5e03aVp7kC8GYqVWlBndi4l9dtTiWu04SdMW14p6-T8e/s1600/CASAL-1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHJQozdMV3t_J7z04LMMhbg-9Y9TVnqZN9c_XKgaPi1XXEpbjqfAUnuWqYKLM1WQz0PnQpQFKALIUmxc_NHyZHXG5t70qBm2a5e03aVp7kC8GYqVWlBndi4l9dtTiWu04SdMW14p6-T8e/s1600/CASAL-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amor, sentimento!&lt;br /&gt;
Mas como defini-lo?&lt;br /&gt;
Acho que não há definição!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pois amar é um dom,&lt;br /&gt;
E quem possui o dom de amar, brilha&lt;br /&gt;
Feito uma estrela, que esta lá...&lt;br /&gt;
No céu,&lt;br /&gt;
Para representar cada pessoa que ama na terra;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Para que possamos formar,&lt;br /&gt;
A mais bela constelação,&lt;br /&gt;
Constelação que cresce,&lt;br /&gt;
Dia após dia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E quando paro para observa-la, viajo...&lt;br /&gt;
Num sonho que não queria que tivesse fim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pois sonhar é &amp;nbsp;bom!&lt;br /&gt;
Então sonharemos&lt;br /&gt;
E quando abrirmos &amp;nbsp;nossos olhos;&lt;br /&gt;
Veremos que sonhamos com a pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Que está longe,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas não há distância,&lt;br /&gt;
Que o amor não possa percorrer,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então sonhe,&amp;nbsp;percorra,&lt;br /&gt;
E supere todos os&amp;nbsp;obstáculos,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas continue sempre amando.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/5325432639280507107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-dom-de-amar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/5325432639280507107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/5325432639280507107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-dom-de-amar.html' title='O dom de amar'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHJQozdMV3t_J7z04LMMhbg-9Y9TVnqZN9c_XKgaPi1XXEpbjqfAUnuWqYKLM1WQz0PnQpQFKALIUmxc_NHyZHXG5t70qBm2a5e03aVp7kC8GYqVWlBndi4l9dtTiWu04SdMW14p6-T8e/s72-c/CASAL-1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-1691792358081182471</id><published>2011-01-12T00:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:31:34.212-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perfeita amizade"/><title type='text'>Perfeita amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVoZFSj8yHVmb7kNixcBhsRubalhyphenhyphengO-on3xUDLSJjGl-nT8pJgUwS5ICAziCYw8WaxhvyTZx5OuDNUzUdiY_PMD-f_8_hqtjCLEmI3Xw1HBcviQ5h_HELzAb7l774F_rVy5nVjO01NoJy/s1600/af076d146278190c54e3f9e11ab3b638849ab5ec.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;219&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVoZFSj8yHVmb7kNixcBhsRubalhyphenhyphengO-on3xUDLSJjGl-nT8pJgUwS5ICAziCYw8WaxhvyTZx5OuDNUzUdiY_PMD-f_8_hqtjCLEmI3Xw1HBcviQ5h_HELzAb7l774F_rVy5nVjO01NoJy/s320/af076d146278190c54e3f9e11ab3b638849ab5ec.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Amizade, como definir esses sentimentos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Meus deus acho que não tem definição. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois é um dos sentimentos mais lindos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Que uma pessoa pode ter no coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Penso com o coração e sinto que,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O que importa na verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;É a nossa cumplicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois sem que eu perceba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Já sou um pouco de você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E não sei se você percebeu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Mais você também já é parte de mim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois quando estamos longe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Enganamos a tristeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Driblamos a saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Lembrando da nossa perfeita amizade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Amizade que quero que dure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Dure eternamente, pois se um dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Infelizmente tivemos que trilhar caminhos deferentes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não haverá distância que a nossa amizade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não poderá percorrer&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/1691792358081182471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfeita-amizade.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/1691792358081182471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/1691792358081182471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfeita-amizade.html' title='Perfeita amizade'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVoZFSj8yHVmb7kNixcBhsRubalhyphenhyphengO-on3xUDLSJjGl-nT8pJgUwS5ICAziCYw8WaxhvyTZx5OuDNUzUdiY_PMD-f_8_hqtjCLEmI3Xw1HBcviQ5h_HELzAb7l774F_rVy5nVjO01NoJy/s72-c/af076d146278190c54e3f9e11ab3b638849ab5ec.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-8652028902692622894</id><published>2011-01-11T11:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:49:36.172-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amigos"/><title type='text'>Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWCdOnRC-Ee0TzQAompTAHsSaLLj-d6wpJtLRueZ3_0AIgeFHZQwMK4aN7duxKaFs4JQG87Zundk9skN8fGpc0WWzLr-yFLvPiF2Iv59YYme2joNclduSdYgRMBD1vAqt_XkXM2C2ndNg/s1600/amigos-121.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWCdOnRC-Ee0TzQAompTAHsSaLLj-d6wpJtLRueZ3_0AIgeFHZQwMK4aN7duxKaFs4JQG87Zundk9skN8fGpc0WWzLr-yFLvPiF2Iv59YYme2joNclduSdYgRMBD1vAqt_XkXM2C2ndNg/s1600/amigos-121.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Amigos são verdadeiros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não escondem nada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois sabem que podem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Confiar um no outro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A sinceridade no olhar deles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Me mostra a verdadeira &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Personalidade de seus corações &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Meu deus, ainda que eu soubesse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Todas as palavras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Que significam o valor de uma amizade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Faltarão muitas para dizer tudo o que eu sinto por eles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Eu sei, quando eu estiver mal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Alguém virá, me dizer palavras&amp;nbsp; para meu conforto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Eu sei, quando eu estiver triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Alguém virá arrancar um sorriso da minha alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E agora, o que dizer mais dos meus amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;...dizer que o valor da nossa amizade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não estará no tempo em durou,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;E assim na intensidade e que ela aconteceu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Isto porque há momentos inesquecíveis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Coisa inexplicável, e pessoas incomparáveis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&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;Como vocês&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/8652028902692622894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/amigos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8652028902692622894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/8652028902692622894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/amigos.html' title='Amigos'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWCdOnRC-Ee0TzQAompTAHsSaLLj-d6wpJtLRueZ3_0AIgeFHZQwMK4aN7duxKaFs4JQG87Zundk9skN8fGpc0WWzLr-yFLvPiF2Iv59YYme2joNclduSdYgRMBD1vAqt_XkXM2C2ndNg/s72-c/amigos-121.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-3359214958254004802</id><published>2011-01-09T14:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:24:41.040-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perda"/><title type='text'>Perda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZFT_9zrm1l9w4R6mawUdsHn8QZPMP00b6gmsWCLeJdI2EAxRRPGyDEgJ8jqeNf1dJUrB2-UsjjVxPUOdsQPArokeF7THKUqxG52SRbljx5kfiKVuCYCZ9Fba77ErbxlP9-Qrpg6NV6KGg/s1600/sem153_73.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZFT_9zrm1l9w4R6mawUdsHn8QZPMP00b6gmsWCLeJdI2EAxRRPGyDEgJ8jqeNf1dJUrB2-UsjjVxPUOdsQPArokeF7THKUqxG52SRbljx5kfiKVuCYCZ9Fba77ErbxlP9-Qrpg6NV6KGg/s320/sem153_73.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Minha lagrimas caem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sobre meus sonhos que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Agora se encontram jogadas no chão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Foi pouco o tempo que durou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pensei não estar envolvida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;...me enganei, e apenas agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Eu sei que “eu te amo”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não sei se isso é um amor verdadeiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Pois estar sofrendo, estar triste, é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;...absolutamente&amp;nbsp;normal em algumas situações&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo um &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sentimento de raiva envade meu peito &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Me sufocando, me deixando sem ação &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sinto raiva de você, de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;...sinto sua falta, eu te quero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Gritar, mas não encontro forças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Quero lutar contra a solidão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Mas é inútil, é mais forte do que eu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Meu estado é deplorável, mas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Não tenho mais vontade de viver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Agora minha vida está perdida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Porque ela foi embora com você.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/3359214958254004802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/perda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3359214958254004802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3359214958254004802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/perda.html' title='Perda.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZFT_9zrm1l9w4R6mawUdsHn8QZPMP00b6gmsWCLeJdI2EAxRRPGyDEgJ8jqeNf1dJUrB2-UsjjVxPUOdsQPArokeF7THKUqxG52SRbljx5kfiKVuCYCZ9Fba77ErbxlP9-Qrpg6NV6KGg/s72-c/sem153_73.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-7536518736605580241</id><published>2011-01-06T07:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:35:36.913-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Conselho"/><title type='text'>Conselho:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsFxel5xcxtVM-B4XS8wanTU1X0DYWmgoDOGuCUGMD-gJzXAKeMGBi1evuvd-C4_8T-XaLibaT7yB3YeXJMeHtUOQ3siLTS2wTYnzEmjySfyec4gVJ_rxj6c7wUHhvLtdt_S4RWbCVMnyT/s1600/de+bem+com+a+vida.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;241&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsFxel5xcxtVM-B4XS8wanTU1X0DYWmgoDOGuCUGMD-gJzXAKeMGBi1evuvd-C4_8T-XaLibaT7yB3YeXJMeHtUOQ3siLTS2wTYnzEmjySfyec4gVJ_rxj6c7wUHhvLtdt_S4RWbCVMnyT/s320/de+bem+com+a+vida.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A vida é feita de alegrias e tritezas,&lt;br /&gt;
Aproveite bem a sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;
E não deixe que ela fique triste.&lt;br /&gt;
Temos que conseguir nos tornar pessoas completas,&lt;br /&gt;
Pois quando somos inteiros, não precisamos&lt;br /&gt;
Tirar nada dos outros&lt;br /&gt;
Se quisermos dar amor, temos que começar&lt;br /&gt;
Por nós mesmos...&lt;br /&gt;
É preciso viver o sonho, e a certeza de que tudo&lt;br /&gt;
Vai mudar,&lt;br /&gt;
É&amp;nbsp;necessário&amp;nbsp;abrir os olhos&lt;br /&gt;
E pensar que as coisas boas;&lt;br /&gt;
Estão dentro de cada um de nós, onde&lt;br /&gt;
Os desejos não precisam de razão!&lt;br /&gt;
Nem os sentimentos de motivos...!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/7536518736605580241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/conselho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7536518736605580241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7536518736605580241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/conselho.html' title='Conselho:'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsFxel5xcxtVM-B4XS8wanTU1X0DYWmgoDOGuCUGMD-gJzXAKeMGBi1evuvd-C4_8T-XaLibaT7yB3YeXJMeHtUOQ3siLTS2wTYnzEmjySfyec4gVJ_rxj6c7wUHhvLtdt_S4RWbCVMnyT/s72-c/de+bem+com+a+vida.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-3450647886247087882</id><published>2011-01-06T07:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:36:08.959-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Remorso"/><title type='text'>Remorso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImd4KRmwavMJjHlpsyXLNFZgRDoi80JjDVLq7vC8cJ8nCqAgI2CBPhyphenhyphenC0022C56634zFqQdnrsc7q2QcAA8OyQ7U8Lo8ttsp5Rn0I9paBLJO7Zp4qxjuduiBBc0arsBm6P2DNe3iGZlck/s1600/Remorso3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;215&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImd4KRmwavMJjHlpsyXLNFZgRDoi80JjDVLq7vC8cJ8nCqAgI2CBPhyphenhyphenC0022C56634zFqQdnrsc7q2QcAA8OyQ7U8Lo8ttsp5Rn0I9paBLJO7Zp4qxjuduiBBc0arsBm6P2DNe3iGZlck/s320/Remorso3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca algum dia pensei&lt;br /&gt;
Negar o que de bom fiz&lt;br /&gt;
Sob a proteção de uma estrela&lt;br /&gt;
Vivi, sofri, errei, amei&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lancei ao vento a ilusão&lt;br /&gt;
A paixão ardeu como fogo&lt;br /&gt;
Verdade...&lt;br /&gt;
Vivi frente a frente com a decepção&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E quando longe a jornada cansativa&lt;br /&gt;
Termina em fracasso&lt;br /&gt;
Meu pensamento agita-se, entra em pânico&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Como foi perdido o momento,&lt;br /&gt;
Já não sei o que sinto e faço&lt;br /&gt;
Nessa minha vida de tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;
Vivo Abandonado... !</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/3450647886247087882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/remorso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3450647886247087882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/3450647886247087882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/remorso.html' title='Remorso.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImd4KRmwavMJjHlpsyXLNFZgRDoi80JjDVLq7vC8cJ8nCqAgI2CBPhyphenhyphenC0022C56634zFqQdnrsc7q2QcAA8OyQ7U8Lo8ttsp5Rn0I9paBLJO7Zp4qxjuduiBBc0arsBm6P2DNe3iGZlck/s72-c/Remorso3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-6711082227857547517</id><published>2011-01-04T19:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:37:50.697-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ilusão"/><title type='text'>Ilusão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvKh9keion_okv06kYichyphenhyphen5kP7J83XzgQjJJlVYcBkGjL0W-A5yFslsVMwD4L1hqzCx9zI7bxjIPamNfNAq4rG_zdofzmAMAicKJbqLSDjjSsK8eXMq7lJ_zFiMEqjInp8MdZ4MtwyZ38/s1600/cover_eyes.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvKh9keion_okv06kYichyphenhyphen5kP7J83XzgQjJJlVYcBkGjL0W-A5yFslsVMwD4L1hqzCx9zI7bxjIPamNfNAq4rG_zdofzmAMAicKJbqLSDjjSsK8eXMq7lJ_zFiMEqjInp8MdZ4MtwyZ38/s1600/cover_eyes.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Procuro você, e não encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sinto você, mas não te vejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sinto seus beijos, mas não tenho sua boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Preciso de um sorriso seu, mas onde estão&amp;nbsp;seus&amp;nbsp;lábios?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Ouço ao longe ... EU TE AMO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mas quando vou procurar, não encontro&amp;nbsp;ninguém!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;tento me isolar, mas não consigo me esconder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A solidão outra vez invade meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;E faz com que eu pense que você está aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mas na verdade, você é a ilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;que ainda se esconde e assusta meu coração!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/6711082227857547517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/ilusao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6711082227857547517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/6711082227857547517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/ilusao.html' title='Ilusão?'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWvKh9keion_okv06kYichyphenhyphen5kP7J83XzgQjJJlVYcBkGjL0W-A5yFslsVMwD4L1hqzCx9zI7bxjIPamNfNAq4rG_zdofzmAMAicKJbqLSDjjSsK8eXMq7lJ_zFiMEqjInp8MdZ4MtwyZ38/s72-c/cover_eyes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-7339314680850108068</id><published>2011-01-03T20:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:38:21.936-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Solidão"/><title type='text'>Solidão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgonavvAfM9v_2wQt5u8XE-_Qsj9Za5i6AteasdIqNHwDCobCNZ6VTNgxEO7NDXfsHlKooXKZOFZtq6gE2M6ixFaq2WywEbknr-AZhWTErBfybRC7wvfBitncqV3oQKQqCkqx7554t1q6R6/s1600/solidao.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgonavvAfM9v_2wQt5u8XE-_Qsj9Za5i6AteasdIqNHwDCobCNZ6VTNgxEO7NDXfsHlKooXKZOFZtq6gE2M6ixFaq2WywEbknr-AZhWTErBfybRC7wvfBitncqV3oQKQqCkqx7554t1q6R6/s320/solidao.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: move;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meu coração está vazio&lt;br /&gt;
Abandonado, precisando de carinho&lt;br /&gt;
Precisando de amor...&lt;br /&gt;
Precisando de você&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pois o medo de ficar só&lt;br /&gt;
Assusta o coração&lt;br /&gt;
Nos deixando assim&lt;br /&gt;
Tão&amp;nbsp;frágeis&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Diante da preocupação&lt;br /&gt;
Que a solidão nós trás&lt;br /&gt;
A cada noite&lt;br /&gt;
Fria que termina&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Termina levando com ela&lt;br /&gt;
Minha lágrimas que hoje&lt;br /&gt;
Lavam minha alma e me&lt;br /&gt;
Trazem a esperança de um dia&lt;br /&gt;
Te ter de volta&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
De volta &amp;nbsp;pro meu braços&lt;br /&gt;
Onde sigo esse caminho&lt;br /&gt;
Cantando os passos&lt;br /&gt;
Para poder&amp;nbsp;sentir&lt;br /&gt;
A sua pele suave&lt;br /&gt;
Como um leve abraço&lt;br /&gt;
Te tendo em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;
Outra vez.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/7339314680850108068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/solidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7339314680850108068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/7339314680850108068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/solidao.html' title='Solidão.'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgonavvAfM9v_2wQt5u8XE-_Qsj9Za5i6AteasdIqNHwDCobCNZ6VTNgxEO7NDXfsHlKooXKZOFZtq6gE2M6ixFaq2WywEbknr-AZhWTErBfybRC7wvfBitncqV3oQKQqCkqx7554t1q6R6/s72-c/solidao.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103433357192980464.post-1055951833667227156</id><published>2011-01-03T19:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:32:42.237-02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Por quê ?"/><title type='text'>Por quê ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxp6PJDDmxN5yLU0t3vcx_VLUkKMc8NiNAuciI1s6doBmsKpQXqLmvja4ZoaUADpYb-F69E44J62bRKrdrFKI4YSnGcHdI1GeegvRYTj6GkR2-mg6V7mx8M9LI780uJoYmg4D9elp9q7Q8/s1600/porque.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxp6PJDDmxN5yLU0t3vcx_VLUkKMc8NiNAuciI1s6doBmsKpQXqLmvja4ZoaUADpYb-F69E44J62bRKrdrFKI4YSnGcHdI1GeegvRYTj6GkR2-mg6V7mx8M9LI780uJoYmg4D9elp9q7Q8/s1600/porque.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Por que tudo acaba?&lt;br /&gt;
Por que tudo tem que acabar?&lt;br /&gt;
Por que começar?&lt;br /&gt;
Sabendo que ira acaba&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Acabar chorando&lt;br /&gt;
Chorando&amp;nbsp;por que&amp;nbsp;acabou&lt;br /&gt;
Acabou ! acabou...&lt;br /&gt;
acabou o que parecia eterno&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O eterno terminou&lt;br /&gt;
O tempo se esgotou&lt;br /&gt;
Tudo, tudo o era belo&lt;br /&gt;
Na lembrança ficou&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lembrar do que se foi&lt;br /&gt;
Lembrar do que se acabou&lt;br /&gt;
Lembrar, lembrar&lt;br /&gt;
Só na lembrança ficou&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Por que acaba&lt;br /&gt;
Se acabar, foi por que&lt;br /&gt;
Ainda nem começou</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/feeds/1055951833667227156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/1055951833667227156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103433357192980464/posts/default/1055951833667227156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freesante.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-que.html' title='Por quê ?'/><author><name>César Dias.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09658392910000299141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgovgEvyJQsQ06ZvjWIHg9OA-SaKaJh7g2V_2CHynch1GqDMELdyg5GUYJenF7kN8YVViNWsj-lEnKF6fFWax5eI1vc7tDy0rP5_UfVGa1kUEw2oKiOa1Asq1ZZZ4Z2NfI/s220/IMG10033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxp6PJDDmxN5yLU0t3vcx_VLUkKMc8NiNAuciI1s6doBmsKpQXqLmvja4ZoaUADpYb-F69E44J62bRKrdrFKI4YSnGcHdI1GeegvRYTj6GkR2-mg6V7mx8M9LI780uJoYmg4D9elp9q7Q8/s72-c/porque.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>