<?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-1127927528516227814</id><updated>2026-06-26T05:14:13.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MUNDO DAS IMAGENS</title><subtitle type='html'>AS MAIS LINDAS MENSAGENS E TEXTOS PARA REFLETIR E IMAGENS ENGRAÇADAS, PERSONALIZADAS E MUITO MAIS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>BELEZA É O QUE NÃO ME FALTA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11366101585485376497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15qpQQfpRC6a5-EFNUbIthXp1PPN38oq9mxX_62MycK5LOLvgrZqfJmJXCHC4HKcwWurEluC5e5tyPHQDFGBPaOn50lgfNUZDQciRFLwiUMnWNcYI_8278Cm8XQkpvA/s220/IMG_0345.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>351</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127927528516227814.post-8983459248689834665</id><published>2018-02-07T19:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2024-03-23T04:09:15.957-03:00</updated><title type='text'>APAIXONE-SE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&quot;Eu nunca vou entender porque a gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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continua voltando pra casa querendo ser&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de alguém, ainda que a gente esteja um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ao lado do outro. Eu nunca vou entender&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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porque você é exatamente o que eu quero,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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eu sou exatamente o que você quer, mas as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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nossas exatidões não funcionam numa conta de mais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas aí, daqui uns dias, você vai me ligar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Querendo tomar aquele café de sempre, querendo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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me esconder como sempre, querendo me amar só&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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enquanto você pode vulgarizar esse amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Me querendo no escuro. E eu vou topar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Não porque seja uma idiota, não me dê valor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ou não tenha nada melhor pra fazer. Apenas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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porque você me lembra o mistério da vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Simplesmente porque é assim que a gente faz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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com a nossa própria existência: não entendemos nada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mas continuamos insistindo.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Já escondi um amor com medo de perdê-lo, já perdi um amor por escondê-lo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Já segurei nas mãos de alguém por medo, já tive tanto medo, ao ponto de nem sentir minhas mãos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Já expulsei pessoas que amava de minha vida, já me arrependi por isso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono, já fui dormir tão feliz, ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já acreditei em amores perfeitos, já descobri que eles não existem.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já amei pessoas que me decepcionaram, já decepcionei pessoas que me amaram.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já passei horas na frente do espelho tentando descobrir quem sou, já tive tanta certeza de mim, ao ponto de querer sumir.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já menti e me arrependi depois, já falei a verdade e também me arrependi.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já fingi não dar importância às pessoas que amava, para mais tarde chorar quieta em meu canto.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já sorri chorando lágrimas de tristeza, já chorei de tanto rir.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já acreditei em pessoas que não valiam a pena, já deixei de acreditar nas que realmente valiam.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já tive crises de riso quando não podia.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já quebrei pratos, copos e vasos, de raiva.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já senti muita falta de alguém, mas nunca lhe disse.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já gritei quando deveria calar, já calei quando deveria gritar.&lt;/div&gt;
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Muitas vezes deixei de falar o que penso para agradar uns, outras vezes falei o que não pensava para magoar outros.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já fingi ser o que não sou para agradar uns, já fingi ser o que não sou para desagradar outros.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já contei piadas e mais piadas sem graça, apenas para ver um amigo feliz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já inventei histórias com final feliz para dar esperança a quem precisava.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já sonhei demais, ao ponto de confundir com a realidade... Já tive medo do escuro, hoje no escuro &quot;me acho, me agacho, fico ali&quot;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já cai inúmeras vezes achando que não iria me reerguer, já me reergui inúmeras vezes achando que não cairia mais.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já liguei para quem não queria apenas para não ligar para quem realmente queria.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já corri atrás de um carro, por ele levar embora, quem eu amava.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já chamei pela mamãe no meio da noite fugindo de um pesadelo. Mas ela não apareceu e foi um pesadelo maior ainda.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já chamei pessoas próximas de &quot;amigo&quot; e descobri que não eram... Algumas pessoas nunca precisei chamar de nada e sempre foram e serão especiais para mim.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não me dêem fórmulas certas, porque eu não espero acertar sempre.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não me mostre o que esperam de mim, porque vou seguir meu coração!&lt;/div&gt;
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Não me façam ser o que não sou, não me convidem a ser igual, porque sinceramente sou diferente!&lt;/div&gt;
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Não sei amar pela metade, não sei viver de mentiras, não sei voar com os pés no chão.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra sempre!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Gosto dos venenos mais lentos, das bebidas mais amargas, das drogas mais poderosas, das idéias mais insanas, dos pensamentos mais complexos, dos sentimentos mais fortes.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tenho um apetite voraz e os delírios mais loucos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Você pode até me empurrar de um penhasco q eu vou dizer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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- E daí? EU ADORO VOAR!&lt;/div&gt;
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Um senhor de bastante idade chegou a um consultório médico,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pra fazer um curativo em sua mão, na qual havia um profundo corte.&lt;/div&gt;
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E muito apressado pediu urgência no atendimento,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pois tinha um compromisso.&lt;/div&gt;
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O médico que o atendia, curioso,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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perguntou o que tinha de tão urgente pra fazer.&lt;/div&gt;
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O simpático velhinho lhe disse que todas as manhãs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ia visitar sua esposa que estava em tratamento numa clínica,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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com mal de Alzheimer em fase muito avançada.&lt;/div&gt;
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O médico, preocupado com o atraso do atendimento, disse:&lt;/div&gt;
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– Então hoje ela ficará muito preocupada com sua demora?&lt;/div&gt;
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O velhinho respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;
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– Não, ela já não sabe quem eu sou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Há quase cinco anos que não me reconhece mais.&lt;/div&gt;
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O médico então questionou:&lt;/div&gt;
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– Mas então para que tanta pressa em vê-la todas as manhãs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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se ela já não o reconhece mais?&lt;/div&gt;
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O velhinho então deu um sorriso e,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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batendo de leve no ombro do médico, respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;
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– Ela não sabe quem eu sou… Mas eu sei muito bem quem ela é!&lt;/div&gt;
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O médico teve que segurar suas lágrimas enquanto pensava.&lt;/div&gt;
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O verdadeiro AMOR não se resume ao físico, nem ao romântico…&lt;/div&gt;
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O verdadeiro AMOR é a aceitação de tudo que o outro é…&lt;/div&gt;
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De tudo que foi um dia…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Do que será amanhã… e do que já não é mais!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/feeds/7389328987095039504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2016/10/definicao-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/7389328987095039504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/7389328987095039504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2016/10/definicao-do-amor.html' title='DEFINIÇÃO DO AMOR '/><author><name>BELEZA É O QUE NÃO ME FALTA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11366101585485376497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15qpQQfpRC6a5-EFNUbIthXp1PPN38oq9mxX_62MycK5LOLvgrZqfJmJXCHC4HKcwWurEluC5e5tyPHQDFGBPaOn50lgfNUZDQciRFLwiUMnWNcYI_8278Cm8XQkpvA/s220/IMG_0345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsDWxiJmqBmJODOnYfjHCW7HyUDXDL747t6xEqIQdu-6oG_EVOyQr5aPaxNHQYw0et5y0LIq7r3NLi2Q7r-eJ9L3r5A3s9MxuoDKZ3BuIcjuqRpDDEBadfA-fnPkdgHfZOg5X_GTIYi_8/s72-c/old-couple.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127927528516227814.post-7013200533382342139</id><published>2016-09-24T13:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2016-09-24T13:48:33.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NOSSA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Teu nome. Teu sobrenome. Teus gestos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu sorriso. Teu perfume. Teus conselhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu abraço. Teu olhar. Teu beijo. Teu amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu jeito de ser. Teu jeito de me chamar de ”linda” .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teus sms. Teus olhos fixados nos meus. Teu orgulho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu respeito. Teus sonhos. Teus objetivos. Teu cabelo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teus carinhos. Teus mimos. Teus dengos. Teus toques.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu corpo colado no meu. Teus defeitos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu cheiro impregnado na minha roupa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu dom de me fazer sorrir. Teu sorriso tímido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Teu ciúmes. Teus problemas. Tua vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tua forma de cuidar de mim. Tuas manias. Tua voz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tua risada. Tua admiração. Tuas cantadas ”bregas“.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuas palavras. Tuas mordidinhas. Tua coragem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuas qualidades. Tuas birras. Tua carinha de neném ”pidão“.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tua força. Tua fé. Tua moradia. Tua fonte de felicidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tua forma de encarar o mundo. Tua companhia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuas caras e bocas. Tua voz no meu ouvido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nossa casa. Nossa vida. Nosso amor..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Só se adquire perfeita saúde vivendo na&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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obediência às leis da natureza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A verdadeira felicidade é impossível sem verdadeira saúde,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e a verdadeira saúde é impossível sem rigoroso controle da gula.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Todos os demais sentidos estarão automaticamente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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sujeitos a controle quando a gula estiver sob controle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Aquele que domina os próprios sentidos conquistou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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o mundo inteiro e tornou-se parte harmoniosa da natureza&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zXnlqouxYKx5KBcaFYNh3uwnOJ8LpdlwhlciHC-kmbptjnKopcGyONrx61n3MEYKzyPK3uniSLZtWtwyq6ml_TZGhqA_0ZRoXQp73rMz-RBwtI2Nbh9cHcNMxeNo4ycSS54vHZM0M7A/s1600/mensagens-de-autoajuda.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/AVvXsEg3zXnlqouxYKx5KBcaFYNh3uwnOJ8LpdlwhlciHC-kmbptjnKopcGyONrx61n3MEYKzyPK3uniSLZtWtwyq6ml_TZGhqA_0ZRoXQp73rMz-RBwtI2Nbh9cHcNMxeNo4ycSS54vHZM0M7A/s320/mensagens-de-autoajuda.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Só quando se vêem os próprios erros através&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de uma lente de aumento, e se faz exatamente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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o contrário com os erros dos outros,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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é que se pode chegar à justa avaliação&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de uns e de outros.&lt;/div&gt;
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A cada quatro anos, atletas de centenas de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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países se reúnem num país sede para disputarem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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um conjunto de modalidades esportivas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A própria bandeira olímpica representa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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essa união de povos e raças, pois é formada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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por cinco anéis entrelaçados, representando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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os cinco continentes e suas cores. A paz,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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a amizade e o bom relacionamento entre os&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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povos e o espírito olímpico&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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são os princípios dos jogos olímpicos.&lt;/div&gt;
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O que são considerados sentimentos nos dias de hoje?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Em um mundo onde amor, tristeza, abraços e angústias&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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são só produtos de consumo, vendidos cegamente num&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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compartilhamento eterno de luxúria e superficialidade?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pode – se por assim dizer que se Shakespeare ainda estivesse vivo ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de fato tomaria o veneno destinado a Romeu e esse por outro lado,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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recitaria poemas ao pé da varanda de Julieta que logo depois&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de entregar-lhe o coração se depararia com o jovem Montecchio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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correndo atrás de qualquer outra bendita na rua.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sinto lhes dizer, mas a humanidade matou o amor! O amor talvez não digo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mas o romance. O coração palpitante, o brilho nos olhos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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o tremor das mãos já não faz mais sentido algum e enquanto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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uns escrevem cartas e poemas a fim de resgatá-lo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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outros se iludem achando que votos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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cerimônias e contratos podem manter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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para sempre o que finda em acabar.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOoC5IQQ1X4jkUFa-NWigAQ3MEKb2vXBbbl8kV4qRwrKehdYuozBpQWZzqdXh4ix3BrnfxH_mDaDOd8L7Y-rOglKtybQ5SumpWGDSY9JsnLmZl-SgWXWt82FZ_8dOe4YTvnMbxKXrVUP0/s1600/Amor-n%25C3%25A3o-correspondido.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;209&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOoC5IQQ1X4jkUFa-NWigAQ3MEKb2vXBbbl8kV4qRwrKehdYuozBpQWZzqdXh4ix3BrnfxH_mDaDOd8L7Y-rOglKtybQ5SumpWGDSY9JsnLmZl-SgWXWt82FZ_8dOe4YTvnMbxKXrVUP0/s320/Amor-n%25C3%25A3o-correspondido.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;E numa noite qualquer ele chegou,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;se aconchegou ao meu lado e ao fitar seus olhos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;claramente pude ver que o que lhe faltava era amor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;amor, total, na sua incondicionalidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Se envolveu em meus braços,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;como num abraço infinito e eu o aqueci&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;por algum tempo. O que ele não pôde&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;entender é que aquilo era apenas um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;romance casual, daqueles amores que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;sempre vem e vão. Naquele instante olhei-o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;pela última vez e mais uma vez o acariciei,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;sabendo que aquele era o fim, que se por&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;ventura algum dia voltássemos a nos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;encontrar seria por mero acaso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: start;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Ele não pedia nada mais que carinho;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;mas então chegou a hora de me levantar e seguir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Assim, o vi partir e se afastar procurando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;abrigo nos braços de outros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #424242; font-family: Roboto, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 21.136px; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Nunca mais o encontrei, porém jamais o esqueci…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCvpVHUPlVA2-lpWULhImAoumgHkYFdNdfrSPLfzvHiPIdDkhvXAVadgKseajOr16OvhRKwIhuNPDhBdG8DZNTC_XLTa_Ny8Z5lI5SgLfaXnm4T4KbDTe4NG2z8G2kgFb65rBKF4lyWw/s1600/images.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/AVvXsEgzCvpVHUPlVA2-lpWULhImAoumgHkYFdNdfrSPLfzvHiPIdDkhvXAVadgKseajOr16OvhRKwIhuNPDhBdG8DZNTC_XLTa_Ny8Z5lI5SgLfaXnm4T4KbDTe4NG2z8G2kgFb65rBKF4lyWw/s1600/images.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Amor, a cada dia que passa eu fico mais acostumada com você,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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fico mais ansiosa que o tempo passe para colocar nossos planos em prática,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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fico mais apaixonada por você.&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu adoro o seu jeito de conversar comigo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de me compreender, de chamar a minha atenção,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de me fazer carinho, enfim,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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adoro completamente o seu jeito de me fazer feliz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Você chegou de repente, e hoje eu não consigo ficar longe de você,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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nem apenas um segundo. Obrigada amorzão, por ser o melhor namorado do mundo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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obrigada pelos dengos, obrigada pela família que me presenteou,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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obrigada por me fazer tão feliz. Você se tornou essencial na minha vida,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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te amo meu namorado lindo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Teus pais, teus amigos, até teu namorado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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podem te esquecer. Mas Deus,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ah Este não. Ele sabe o nome de cada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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estrela que está no seu, conta a areia do mar e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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sabe o valor de cada pedra preciosa existente.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Você acha que mesmo sabendo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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isso tudo Ele te deixaria? Você é mais importante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que todas as incontáveis estrelas e mais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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valoroso do que toda raridade do mundo&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8UOC7Ws_dsRlViTMoaBp9JmLxY8ZnhyZDnii0eqTyE5Vo4ucPtpvltzf5bJAKW3D7H1h28C7-MMk35NOJPB76D-VS9V6YaHLlJMp2zWfDgHjZ1rSFknyp6e1fviXezMRqsfDd8r80uXc/s1600/frases_divinas.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8UOC7Ws_dsRlViTMoaBp9JmLxY8ZnhyZDnii0eqTyE5Vo4ucPtpvltzf5bJAKW3D7H1h28C7-MMk35NOJPB76D-VS9V6YaHLlJMp2zWfDgHjZ1rSFknyp6e1fviXezMRqsfDd8r80uXc/s320/frases_divinas.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Para permanecer no centro da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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vontade de Deus estou me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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apoiando nos Seus princípios,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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obedecendo à Sua Palavra e não&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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vou ceder às pressões contraditórias&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz5J5Ixc8P7zums8OAjKAu63qipuQ0NQLQopQXMNEm15DMSbDle0UWXbh_brhByeggeNhm29z3ZKdVlD0LGM6vblhPmuF3HuokRaXDu_cHxflyPYiC7IVMmsboFJkqOBScoHXTdMWEK8w/s1600/amor_infinito_amor.jpg_480_480_0_64000_0_1_0.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/AVvXsEgz5J5Ixc8P7zums8OAjKAu63qipuQ0NQLQopQXMNEm15DMSbDle0UWXbh_brhByeggeNhm29z3ZKdVlD0LGM6vblhPmuF3HuokRaXDu_cHxflyPYiC7IVMmsboFJkqOBScoHXTdMWEK8w/s320/amor_infinito_amor.jpg_480_480_0_64000_0_1_0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Por favor, não me analise&lt;/div&gt;
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Não fique procurando&lt;/div&gt;
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cada ponto fraco meu&lt;/div&gt;
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Se ninguém resiste a uma análise&lt;/div&gt;
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profunda, quanto mais eu !&lt;/div&gt;
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Ciumenta, exigente, insegura, carente&lt;/div&gt;
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toda cheia de marcas que a vida deixou :&lt;/div&gt;
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Veja em cada exigência&lt;/div&gt;
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um grito de carência,&lt;/div&gt;
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um pedido de amor !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Amor, amor é síntese,&lt;/div&gt;
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uma integração de dados:&lt;/div&gt;
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não há que tirar nem pôr.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não me corte em fatias,&lt;/div&gt;
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(ninguém abraça um pedaço),&lt;/div&gt;
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me envolva todo em seus braços&lt;/div&gt;
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E eu serei perfeita, amor!&lt;/div&gt;
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Um belo dia acordei e percebi que te amava…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Quer dizer eu acho que isso é amor… Pra mim é uma coisa que eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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não sei descrever o que é, só sei sentir. Basicamente tudo o que eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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faço me faz lembrar de você. Eu posso estar vendo um filme, ouvindo uma música,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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lendo um livro, acordando, lendo uma frase, prestes a dormir, tudo é motivo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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para lembrar de você. Pra dizer a verdade, até dormindo eu costumo lembrar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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o quanto você é importante pra mim e como eu te amo. Eu poderia até tentar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mentir pra mim mesmo, dizer que não estou completamente apaixonado,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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dizer que não preciso de voce pra viver, mas no fundo eu sei e até&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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voce sabe que já não tem para onde correr, que seria impossivel esconder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu te amo mais que tudo! E se eu for passar a vida inteira com alguem do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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meu lado, que esse alguem seja você! Se eu tiver que construir algo com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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alguem, eu quero que esse alguem seja você!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Quero você do meu lado, Quero você comigo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Te amo e tudo pode mudar menos isto! Te amo muito!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEfR6PxVsnw49aDGFJnJNH7iPR9_C9ot6WdTAyPxilaj3Q6aO7shxEKNLP_TAse6-nGQJ9YFl6WCgngl_l9b0mVibYkfOWM4aOExKoc5sa61EQqiK-sXOllvgsseC4iQvM4c8R6uICrE/s1600/imagens_reflexao_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;180&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEfR6PxVsnw49aDGFJnJNH7iPR9_C9ot6WdTAyPxilaj3Q6aO7shxEKNLP_TAse6-nGQJ9YFl6WCgngl_l9b0mVibYkfOWM4aOExKoc5sa61EQqiK-sXOllvgsseC4iQvM4c8R6uICrE/s320/imagens_reflexao_felicidade.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Àquela que deita ao meu lado, se aconchega, num aperto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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me envolve num abraço de socorro, e que num consumismo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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desenfreado pela vida me faz gastar mais do que eu tenho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mais do que eu posso com outros “alguéns”. O moço ao ficar lá,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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do outro lado da linha, num aceno de adeus; velhos amigos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ombros em que pude me apoiar um dia, olhos que já não vejo…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e até mesmo aquele sorvete de chocolate, daquela sorveteria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ao lado de casa que já não encontro mais, faliu.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ah! A saudade, que em momentos de distração me pega a mão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e anda comigo entrelaçando os dedos como se fôssemos melhores amigas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que se viesse em tubos, poderia causar aos solitários e vazios a mais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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intensa sensação de viver e que seria para os contentes… terror,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que faria com que evitassem sequer olhar sua embalagem, com medo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de que um dia tivessem de fato prová-la. Uma tablatura não terminada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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um roteiro sem fim, o último copo da garrafa de vinho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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um tênis seco com meias molhadas, a última porta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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de cinco delas que não pode ser aberta&lt;/div&gt;
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T I T A N I C&lt;/div&gt;
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Você Conhece??&lt;/div&gt;
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. . .__ll__ . . . ,,’&lt;/div&gt;
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_,-’::::::::’=._,/t_&lt;/div&gt;
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Bonito né?!?&lt;/div&gt;
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Este Navio Cheio de Tecnologia tinha quase&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tudo e Afundou-se… Mas o nosso Barquinho,,,&lt;/div&gt;
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Tem o que Faltava no TITANIC:&lt;/div&gt;
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. *** J E S U S *** .&lt;/div&gt;
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E Jamais se Afundará.&lt;/div&gt;
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“Com JESUS no Comando deste Barco tudo vai Muito Bem!”&lt;/div&gt;
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Agora Fale:&lt;/div&gt;
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EU TENHO TUDO PARA SER FELIZ!&lt;/div&gt;
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Porque Eu Tenho o Melhor Comandante…&lt;/div&gt;
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****** J.E.S.U.S ******&lt;/div&gt;
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***** C.R.I.S.T.O *****&lt;/div&gt;
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Com JESUS Você nunca estará Sozinho…&lt;/div&gt;
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Passageiros à Bordo!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Nem todos os dias são fáceis,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mas entregá-los todas as manhãs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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a Deus me faz ter a certeza de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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que Ele está no controle de tudo.&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/feeds/4776838365859569453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2015/09/deus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/4776838365859569453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/4776838365859569453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2015/09/deus.html' title='DEUS '/><author><name>BELEZA É O QUE NÃO ME FALTA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11366101585485376497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15qpQQfpRC6a5-EFNUbIthXp1PPN38oq9mxX_62MycK5LOLvgrZqfJmJXCHC4HKcwWurEluC5e5tyPHQDFGBPaOn50lgfNUZDQciRFLwiUMnWNcYI_8278Cm8XQkpvA/s220/IMG_0345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZAaxs7MJhGTHHXD_-s-ymHSNV-cevFBICNxTQXdZjy9bqyHGnW44XkTGbXOJGHKLMyzUxmAPFBlhXfAg6voxESfb5dCWEm3-mFKELx3Li0lAu0LK_uijsGoGoCQZijmROIl_zgUdbag/s72-c/tumblr_lffckj79yq1qg0v6uo1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127927528516227814.post-2588086226763708320</id><published>2015-09-05T17:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2015-09-05T17:26:26.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Mas só os verdadeiros amigos deixam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nunca diga te amo se não te interessa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nunca fale sobre sentimentos se estes não existem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nunca toque numa vida se não pretende&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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romper um coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nunca olhe nos olhos de alguém se não&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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quiser vê-lo se derramar em lágrimas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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por causa de ti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A coisa mais cruel que alguém pode&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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fazer é permitir que alguém se apaixone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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por você quando você não pretende fazer o mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/feeds/9205021617665217555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2015/09/nunca-diga-eu-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/9205021617665217555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1127927528516227814/posts/default/9205021617665217555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imagenscsa.blogspot.com/2015/09/nunca-diga-eu-te-amo.html' title='NUNCA DIGA EU TE AMO!!!'/><author><name>BELEZA É O QUE NÃO ME FALTA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11366101585485376497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15qpQQfpRC6a5-EFNUbIthXp1PPN38oq9mxX_62MycK5LOLvgrZqfJmJXCHC4HKcwWurEluC5e5tyPHQDFGBPaOn50lgfNUZDQciRFLwiUMnWNcYI_8278Cm8XQkpvA/s220/IMG_0345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBt6J00ml_2yk0pkTcOW26Xw9628Iru6yL1MM_gYW12xpq0mlQ8MOhbyd70RwMHPSSR5lAiXlavp6TJ-vCle-lyVnO3u_pqfKg8J2HR0-J_q4YlCZ8VX22kjiKr5t2zCxq3Q5MpMbXOnY/s72-c/tumblr_m5156w7uuk1qikluvo1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1127927528516227814.post-1402240925710796338</id><published>2015-07-26T21:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2015-07-26T21:00:56.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A VIDA E MUITO PARA SER INSIGNIFICANTE</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/AVvXsEjVl1aScWZCdfRiN9SM5jt7KdWdOfef44Sg8RHLOPgJ4cUwGPrykaLxUs7fTuCfl4gt9Uq6Ezdnw8HAwL_QKpB1KYv6ytvxwP1H7Ip042I87cGzF2N0k5YyyBCWXJPMV_FP-dOiuUaN_uM/s1600/images+%252813%2529.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/AVvXsEjVl1aScWZCdfRiN9SM5jt7KdWdOfef44Sg8RHLOPgJ4cUwGPrykaLxUs7fTuCfl4gt9Uq6Ezdnw8HAwL_QKpB1KYv6ytvxwP1H7Ip042I87cGzF2N0k5YyyBCWXJPMV_FP-dOiuUaN_uM/s1600/images+%252813%2529.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Já perdoei erros quase imperdoáveis,&lt;/div&gt;
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Tentei substituir pessoas insubstituíveis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e esquecer pessoas inesquecíveis.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já fiz coisas por impulso,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já me decepcionei com pessoas quando nunca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pensei me decepcionar, mas também já decepcionei alguém.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já abracei pra proteger,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já dei risada quando não podia,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já fiz amigos eternos,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já amei e fui amado, mas também já fui rejeitado,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já fui amado e não soube amar.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já gritei e pulei de tanta felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já vivi de amor e fiz juras eternas, mas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;quebrei a cara&quot; muitas vezes!&lt;/div&gt;
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Já chorei ouvindo música e vendo fotos,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já liguei só pra escutar uma voz,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já me apaixonei por um sorriso,&lt;/div&gt;
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Já pensei que fosse morrer de tanta saudade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e... tive medo de perder alguém especial&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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(e acabei perdendo). Mas sobrevivi!&lt;/div&gt;
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E ainda vivo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Não passo pela vida...&lt;/div&gt;
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e você também não deveria passar. Viva!&lt;/div&gt;
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Bom mesmo é ir a luta com determinação,&lt;/div&gt;
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Abraçar a vida e viver com paixão,&lt;/div&gt;
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Perder com classe e vencer com ousadia,&lt;/div&gt;
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Porque o mundo pertence a quem se atreve&lt;/div&gt;
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e a vida é muito para ser insignificante.&lt;/div&gt;
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O dia mais belo: hoje&lt;/div&gt;
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A coisa mais fácil: errar&lt;/div&gt;
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O maior obstáculo: o medo&lt;/div&gt;
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O maior erro: o abandono&lt;/div&gt;
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A raiz de todos os males: o egoísmo&lt;/div&gt;
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A distração mais bela: o trabalho&lt;/div&gt;
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A pior derrota: o desânimo&lt;/div&gt;
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Os melhores professores: as crianças&lt;/div&gt;
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A primeira necessidade: comunicar-se&lt;/div&gt;
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O que traz felicidade: ser útil aos demais&lt;/div&gt;
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O pior defeito: o mau humor&lt;/div&gt;
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A pessoa mais perigosa: a mentirosa&lt;/div&gt;
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O pior sentimento: o rancor&lt;/div&gt;
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O presente mais belo: o perdão&lt;/div&gt;
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o mais imprescindível: o lar&lt;/div&gt;
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A rota mais rápida: o caminho certo&lt;/div&gt;
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A sensação mais agradável: a paz interior&lt;/div&gt;
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A maior proteção efetiva: o sorriso&lt;/div&gt;
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O maior remédio: o otimismo&lt;/div&gt;
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A maior satisfação: o dever cumprido&lt;/div&gt;
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A força mais potente do mundo: a fé&lt;/div&gt;
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As pessoas mais necessárias: os pais&lt;/div&gt;
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A mais bela de todas as coisas: O AMOR!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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(Madre Tereza de Calcutá)&lt;/div&gt;
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Era uma vez um velho muito velho, quase cego e surdo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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com os joelhos tremendo. Quando se sentava à mesa para comer,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mal conseguia segurar a colher. Derramava a sopa na toalha e,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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quando afinal, acertava a boca, deixava sempre cair um bocado pelos cantos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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O filho e a nora dele achavam que era uma porcaria e ficavam com nojo. Finalmente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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acabaram fazendo o velho se sentar num canto atrás do fogão. Levavam comida para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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ele numa tigela de barro e o que era pior nem lhe davam o bastante.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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O velho olhava para a mesa com os olhos compridos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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muitas vezes cheios de lágrimas.&lt;/div&gt;
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Um dia, suas mãos tremeram tanto que ele deixou a tigela cair no&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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chão e ela se quebrou. A mulher ralhou com ele, que não disse nada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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só suspirou. Depois ela comprou uma gamela de madeira bem baratinha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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e era ali que ele tinha de comer. Um dia, quando estavam todos sentados&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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na cozinha, o neto do velho, que era um menino de quatro anos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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estava brincando com uns pedaços de pau. O que é que você está fazendo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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– perguntou o pai. Estou fazendo uma tigelinha de madeira, para papai e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mamãe poderem comer quando eu crescer – o menino respondeu. O marido e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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a mulher se olharam durante algum tempo e caíram no choro. Depois disso,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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trouxeram o avô de volta para a mesa. Desde então passaram a comer todos juntos e,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mesmo quando o velho&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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derramava alguma coisa, ninguém dizia nada.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhleRharWJbpyXZi_Gp4A_XEpNJ808AOnTJrBxrFbcLQkxkXifjQuPQBHs1VoOsWBkfBdlILm1IjmD0LndIQcusvnojf4UATm8DOIcQ5eRIVpxpIa_s1morI8UGwi0DJITDftzI0-qII0c/s1600/homem+sentado+embaixo+arvore2.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/AVvXsEhleRharWJbpyXZi_Gp4A_XEpNJ808AOnTJrBxrFbcLQkxkXifjQuPQBHs1VoOsWBkfBdlILm1IjmD0LndIQcusvnojf4UATm8DOIcQ5eRIVpxpIa_s1morI8UGwi0DJITDftzI0-qII0c/s320/homem+sentado+embaixo+arvore2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Um ancião descansava num banco de madeira à sombra de uma árvore,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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quando foi abordado pelo motorista de um automóvel:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Bom dia, meu amigo!&lt;/div&gt;
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- Bom dia!&lt;/div&gt;
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- O senhor mora aqui?&lt;/div&gt;
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- Sim, há muitos anos...&lt;/div&gt;
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- Estarei vindo de mudança para cá e gostaria de saber como é o povo daqui.&lt;/div&gt;
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- Deixe-me perguntar-lhe uma coisa primeiro, como são as pessoas lá da sua cidade?&lt;/div&gt;
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- Ah! De onde venho o povo é gente boa, fraterna. Fiz muitos amigos. Só estou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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saindo de lá por imperativos da profissão.&lt;/div&gt;
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- O senhor é um homem de sorte, meu filho. Esta cidade é exatamente igual a sua.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Vai gostar daqui!&lt;/div&gt;
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O forasteiro agradeceu e partiu. Minutos depois apareceu outro motorista e tem a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mesma conversa com o ancião. O ancião, lançou-lhe a mesma pergunta:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Como são as pessoas lá da sua cidade?&lt;/div&gt;
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- Horríveis! Povo orgulhoso, cheio de preconceitos, arrogante! Não fiz um único&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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amigo naquele lugar!&lt;/div&gt;
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- Sinto muito, filho, você está sem sorte, pois aqui encontrará exatamente o mesmo ambiente.&lt;/div&gt;
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Um rapaz, que a tudo assistiu, não se conteve:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Senhor, não pude deixar de ouvir as duas conversas... como pode responder à mesma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pergunta com duas respostas tão diferentes uma da outra?&lt;/div&gt;
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- Nós vemos e julgamos o mundo a partir da nossa própria ótica, a partir do que nós&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mesmos somos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Uma pessoa fofoqueira, por exemplo, de imediato enxergará todos os fofoqueiros da cidade;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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uma pessoa agressiva, de imediato enxergará todos os agressivos deste lugar.&lt;/div&gt;
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O primeiro homem enxergará as pessoas boas e fraternas deste lugar; o outro, bem,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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enxergará os orgulhosos, os preconceituosos e os arrogantes.&lt;/div&gt;
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A cor do mundo, portanto, depende da nossa ótica. O exterior estará sempre refletindo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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o que levamos no interior.&lt;/div&gt;
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Dois irmãos que moravam em fazendas vizinhas, separadas apenas por um riacho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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entraram em conflito.&lt;/div&gt;
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O que começou com um pequeno mal-entendido, explodiu numa troca de palavras ríspidas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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seguidas por semanas de total silêncio.&lt;/div&gt;
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Numa manhã, o irmão mais velho ouviu baterem à sua porta.&lt;/div&gt;
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- Estou procurando trabalho. Sou carpinteiro. Talvez você tenha algum serviço para mim.&lt;/div&gt;
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- Sim, disse o fazendeiro. Claro! Vê aquela fazenda ali, além do riacho? É do meu irmão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mais novo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Nós brigamos e não posso mais suportá-lo. Vê aquela pilha de madeira ali no celeiro?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pois use para construir uma cerca bem alta.&lt;/div&gt;
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- Acho que entendo a situação, disse o carpinteiro. Mostre-me onde estão a pá e os pregos.&lt;/div&gt;
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O irmão mais velho entregou o material e foi para a cidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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O homem ficou ali, trabalhando o dia inteiro.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando o fazendeiro chegou, não acreditou no que viu: em vez da cerca,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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uma ponte foi construída ligando as duas margens do riacho. Era um belo trabalho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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mas o fazendeiro ficou enfurecido:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Você foi atrevido construindo essa ponte depois de tudo que lhe contei!&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas, ao olhar novamente para a ponte, viu o seu irmão se aproximando de braços abertos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas permaneceu imóvel do seu lado do rio. O irmão mais novo então falou:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Você realmente foi muito amigo construindo esta ponte mesmo depois do que eu lhe disse.&lt;/div&gt;
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De repente, o irmão mais velho correu na direção do outro e abraçaram-se no meio da ponte.&lt;/div&gt;
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O carpinteiro começou a fechar a sua caixa de ferramentas.&lt;/div&gt;
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- Espere, fique conosco! Tenho outros trabalhos para você!&lt;/div&gt;
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E o carpinteiro respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;
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- Eu adoraria, mas tenho outras pontes a construir...&lt;/div&gt;
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Como as coisas seriam mais fáceis se parássemos de construir cercas e construíssemos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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pontes com nossos semelhantes e principalmente nossos inimigos...&lt;/div&gt;
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Muitas vezes desistimos de quem amamos por causa de mágoas e mal-entendidos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Deixemos isso de lado.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ninguém é perfeito, mas alguém tem que dar o primeiro passo.&lt;/div&gt;
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O distraído nela tropeçou.&lt;/div&gt;
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O bruto a usou como projétil.&lt;/div&gt;
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O empreendedor usando-a, construiu.&lt;/div&gt;
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O camponês, cansado da lida, dela fez assento.&lt;/div&gt;
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Drummond a poetizou.&lt;/div&gt;
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Para meninos, foi brinquedo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Já David matou Golias, e Michelangelo extraiu-lhe a mais bela escultura.&lt;/div&gt;
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Da faísca do seu atrito, nossos ancestrais se aqueciam no frio.&lt;/div&gt;
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Em todos esses casos, a diferença não esteve na pedra, mas no homem!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Não existe “pedra” no seu caminho que você não possa aproveitá-la para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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seu próprio crescimento.&lt;/div&gt;
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Cada instante que passa é uma gota de vida que nunca mais torna a cair,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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aproveite cada gota para evoluir… Das oportunidades saiba tirar o maior&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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proveito, porque talvez não teremos outra chance&lt;/div&gt;
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