<?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-3621032025944714667</id><updated>2025-12-09T11:39:36.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MH- You saw it coming.</title><subtitle type='html'>- Don&#39;t get mad, don&#39;t get even.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-3413731871477011304</id><published>2012-05-08T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T19:08:34.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>I wrote this about my girlfriend
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&lt;iframe width=&quot;100%&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; frameborder=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F45772466&amp;show_artwork=true&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/3413731871477011304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2012/05/everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/3413731871477011304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/3413731871477011304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2012/05/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-5683429667144525299</id><published>2012-05-08T13:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T13:51:23.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>Just deleted a few entries on this blog.
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I&#39;ve grown a lot this year. Many of my friends moved away, the other ones either we lost touch or we hang out sometimes. I get &#39;up&#39; everyday now, which I&#39;m not proud at all. I also have a girlfriend which I love so much, we&#39;ve been together for 7 months now. I&#39;ve noticed how my dog Kallua is old, and I think she has cataracts, it brings me down seeing her like that. My band is going pretty good, we&#39;re playing this saturday with many other artists, and been writing new and better songs (most of them inspired on my girlfriend).
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I wish I visited more blogger, but I guess days are becoming shorter, or maybe I have too many things to do. Growing up is going to suck.
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Nothing else to say today. &lt;br&gt;
-MH</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/5683429667144525299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2012/05/12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/5683429667144525299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/5683429667144525299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2012/05/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-6556853472788754752</id><published>2012-05-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T13:24:12.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep down the lights.</title><content type='html'>I’m happy as an eldery smile, it has been ten minutes and we’ve traveled a thousand miles, and here we are.&lt;br /&gt;
We’re near the sun but far enough to cry, but don’t waste your time you got the right to fly, we need to try.&lt;br /&gt;
Because if we fly away, we’ll find the way to shine.&lt;br /&gt;
You don’t need to be perfect darling, I want to see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the moon will let you dance, dance, dance&lt;br /&gt;
And your tasty lips will shine in the night&lt;br /&gt;
The fun will last forever if you keep&lt;br /&gt;
down the lights&lt;br /&gt;
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The taste of trust begins to flow, you don’t need to take a class to glow, you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;
The river is in front of you, thirsty and you don’t know what to do, I know you do.&lt;br /&gt;
Because if you find the way, you’ll fly away and shine.&lt;br /&gt;
To me you are perfect honey, I want to see you smile.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/6556853472788754752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-new-song-i-recorded-last-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6556853472788754752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6556853472788754752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-new-song-i-recorded-last-night.html' title='Keep down the lights.'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-4715248626850500363</id><published>2011-06-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:55:46.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad For You</title><content type='html'>Another song I finished on tuesday. I like it a lot, music is filled with energy and melody. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;
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There&#39;s something wrong with people nowadays&lt;br /&gt;
They&#39;ve lost their minds out of their heads&lt;br /&gt;
So don&#39;t smile, just let the people trust you.&lt;br /&gt;
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I find perfection in a hole&lt;br /&gt;
This city is a box&lt;br /&gt;
Believing what I&#39;ve been told&lt;br /&gt;
To confess a hoax.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to seek, I want to choose&lt;br /&gt;
Every piece inside of you&lt;br /&gt;
The air is breading and my head&lt;br /&gt;
is starting to float away&lt;br /&gt;
This story is in my imagination&lt;br /&gt;
I feel bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m hiding everything I say&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re lying to my face&lt;br /&gt;
Or am I being paranoid&lt;br /&gt;
Or somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;
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Because every time I gave another chance&lt;br /&gt;
It felt good outside and in my head...&lt;br /&gt;
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And every smile and every joke you heard&lt;br /&gt;
was worth it at the end.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/4715248626850500363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/4715248626850500363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/4715248626850500363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/06/bad-for-you.html' title='Bad For You'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-7945263508173466622</id><published>2011-04-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:05:35.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Milk- Bedroom</title><content type='html'>This is a song I recorded with my band last monday. Hope you like it guys :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Don&#39;t forget to download free! Now on mp3.&lt;br /&gt;
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(Sorry the song was down, re-uploaded it).&lt;br /&gt;
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I imagine the surprise of the people who lived there. Entering their trailer and smelling someone Else&#39;s poo in their bathroom. Like &quot;Hey George, did you used the toilet while we were out?&quot;. It was nice though, I hope they have a great life for leaving their door opened. &lt;br /&gt;
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Best wishes unknown and a little-bit-unlucky people.&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks again, after (more or less) 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;
-MH.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/2325325842280450322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-remembered-this-out-of-nothing-so-im.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2325325842280450322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2325325842280450322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-remembered-this-out-of-nothing-so-im.html' title='I remembered this out of nothing, so I&#39;m writting it down so I don&#39;t forget about this again!'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-6216799164905886877</id><published>2011-02-17T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:44:07.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&#39;ll start writing some english posts too. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m just leaving something for you to relax and smile. It looks like you need it. So all the beard guys, watch this:&lt;br /&gt;
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe3Vsbsb33Q</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/6216799164905886877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/02/ill-start-writing-some-english-posts.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6216799164905886877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6216799164905886877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/02/ill-start-writing-some-english-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/Xe3Vsbsb33Q/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-4295125819047992645</id><published>2011-02-13T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T08:28:40.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayer a un amigo cercano le pasó algo malo, le partieron el corazón, y yo por empatía me deprimí. Es la verdad, jaja. Me mudé por unas horas a la naturaleza, y me di cuenta de lo que nos perdemos día a día. Ya no veo televisión, ahora un árbol es mi sofá. ¿Cuando pasó? ni puta idea. Pero me gusta. &lt;br /&gt;
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La honestidad es la base de todo. Cuando mi autoestima estaba un poco baja, decidí ser honesto con la gente que me importa. Y me hizo estar feliz de nuevo. Me animó bastante sus respuestas y como lo tomaron. También decidí dejar de dañarme tan seguido. ¿Será que lo necesito?. Pasando 4/7 de la semana escuchando música que entra por los poros de la piel. &lt;br /&gt;
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En tan solo un sábado viví una vida entera. Toqué tres instrumentos distintos, sentí felicidad, tristeza, emoción, empatía, ladilla, diversión. Vi que todo el mundo pasó mal su sábado incluyéndome. Pero a la final eso no me desanimó. Las letras de mi mente fueron escritas en un papel de título &quot;Sophie&quot;. Ella es una persona que no me conoce, que quizás sepa de mi existencia, pero aún así me ayuda con solo conectar los audifonos. Le rindo tributo debido a que no tengo a quién más (a parte de Dios, Jesús y La Vírgen, etc.), y así mismo tiendo a perderme con ella. Muchas de las líneas narran esta loca semana.&lt;br /&gt;
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Esta semana fue una lección para mí. Me alegro de ello.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/4295125819047992645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/02/ayer-un-amigo-cercano-le-paso-algo-malo.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/4295125819047992645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/4295125819047992645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/02/ayer-un-amigo-cercano-le-paso-algo-malo.html' title=''/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-2016135714229310578</id><published>2011-01-16T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:51:45.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stain</title><content type='html'>I see you’re doing what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;
You’re smart enough to get by through&lt;br /&gt;
The light has been up, expecting you to get it all for you&lt;br /&gt;
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You are unique in your own way&lt;br /&gt;
The smell of flowers don’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn’t matter, because we’ve been blinded anyways&lt;br /&gt;
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You don&#39;t need to fluff&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re pretty enough&lt;br /&gt;
Your skin leaves a stain in the air&lt;br /&gt;
A stain you won&#39;t see clearer.&lt;br /&gt;
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The wind is messing up your hair&lt;br /&gt;
The thing is that you don&#39;t care&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t give away your gift to them because they&lt;br /&gt;
will not repay.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I&#39;ll be, waiting for you, Across the street,&lt;br /&gt;
picturing your silhouette in front of me&lt;br /&gt;
In the corner, lonely and brave because you&#39;re the&lt;br /&gt;
Princess of the strings.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/2016135714229310578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/01/stain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2016135714229310578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2016135714229310578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2011/01/stain.html' title='Stain'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-3378859939291031336</id><published>2010-12-31T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:13:28.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gracias amiguitos por todo lo...&lt;br /&gt;
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No vale, no hay razón para despedirse, ni agradecer, digo, no solamente en esta fecha. El 2010 se acaba. Es el cumpleaños de la tierra, pero no nos vamos a morir. Si van a agradecer una amistad, háganlo todos los días, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vamos a explotar mi foto, a la derecha:&lt;br /&gt;
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Vamos a hacer una lista de vainas que quiero hacer en el 2011. Este, si bueno jaja. Voy:&lt;br /&gt;
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- Tocar con mi banda en público más de una vez.&lt;br /&gt;
- Grabar un par de canciones.&lt;br /&gt;
- Hacer una entrada continuando la anterior a esta, poniendo todo lo que cambió mi vida, y eso.&lt;br /&gt;
- Cambiar a ser mejor&lt;br /&gt;
- Disfrutar el tiempo que me queda con mis amigos de high school, coño.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yo creo que eso es todo, fíjate. &lt;br /&gt;
Bueno, bienvenidos a una nueva era. Ya pasaron los &#39;90, ya pasó el &#39;00, ya pasó el &#39;10. Espero que todos tengan un nuevo año finísimo con su familia y amigos. Y que este año que viene se cumplan sus metas más importantes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Buenos MMXI.&lt;br /&gt;
Saluditos, y suerte.&lt;br /&gt;
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-MH</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/3378859939291031336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/3378859939291031336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/3378859939291031336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011.'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jYplVsjCQNHzyRj_IUMQSOC_SRp6_y-n3wdEIs7dNDBssuiMfMm91Krtc39TfpZ5Mi7G_EVPtBWLxI8cp1c6Zdiipj_MFqXeJkJD1LijwaPytflP8QQUPd8IvmoPt_Fo_0PWSpHICNs/s72-c/fireworks.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-2933797399631492671</id><published>2010-12-08T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:24:35.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arena- Parapapás.</title><content type='html'>Este disco lo conseguí porque mi mamá me regaló dos camisas de cumpleaños de Comegato Store (Plaza Las Américas). Una de las camisas no me gustó, y la fuimos a cambiar. Cuando entré, saludé al pana de la tienda, que ya lo conozco de vista de lo recurrente que entro a la tienda. Y me pongo a ver las camisas. Saco una de Blink-182, era simple, y por supuesto más barata. Le digo al pana &quot;Coño, y ¿no tienes el disco de La Leche?&quot;, ya que siempre que lo tenía no tenía dinero para comprarlo. Pues no lo tenía, que mala leche. Pero el me dice &quot;a ti te gusta el punk rock, ¿no?&quot; (supongo que lo dijo porque había comprado un poster de NoFX, unos pins de Rancid, NoFX, calcomanías de Green Day, etc.) le digo que sí, y el me da este disco. Me dice &quot;son una banda de Punk Rock de Maracaibo&quot;. Bueno, plomo. Y nada, me fuí.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vamos a meter en una licuadora a The Offsprings, Green Day, NoFX, Avril Lavigne y Piso23. Esta banda sonaría bastante parecida al resultado. Déjame poner info de su myspace:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;Arena es una banda proveniente de Maracaibo, Venezuela, la cual se inspira en la cotidianidad de su ciudad y algunos otros tópicos que les parecen molestos a ellos. En 2006, Arena fue fundada por Marcel Casella, Gabriel Gutiérrez y María Romero, agregando luego a Jose Luís Gonzalez en su primera alineación, Arena ha pasado por varios cambios, para llegar ahora a su actual conformación. El estilo es Rock, más específicamente Punk con mucha energía y mensajes en sus letras de inconformidad hacia diferentes aspectos de la vida en su ciudad.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Letras: &lt;b&gt;****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Melodías: &lt;b&gt;****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Música: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Voces: &lt;b&gt;****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Instrumentos: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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El cover del disco es igual al de una revista. La parte de atrás salen los tres integrantes de la banda, Marcel Casella y Miguel Luna agarrándole el culo a Stephani Jabardo, jajaja. Por dentro, es una caja de pizza. Y el disco, pues, es la pizza. Este album cuenta con 12 temas:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Volver a Nacer&lt;br /&gt;
2. Falsa Inocencia&lt;br /&gt;
3. Tu Caerás&lt;br /&gt;
4. Sabanigstán&lt;br /&gt;
5. Come Back&lt;br /&gt;
6. Pensamientos de un Ciudadano Promedio&lt;br /&gt;
7. No hay Lugar Para Mi&lt;br /&gt;
8. No Quiero&lt;br /&gt;
9. Identidad&lt;br /&gt;
10. Parapapás&lt;br /&gt;
11. ¿Qué Más Puedo Hacer?&lt;br /&gt;
12. Olvidado&lt;br /&gt;
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Decidí dejar de hacer reseña pista por pista. Pero cómprense el disco, vale la pena.&lt;br /&gt;
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Entren en su &lt;a ref=&quot;http://www.myspace.com/bandarena&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt; y escuchen su música.&lt;br /&gt;
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Buenas Noches/Tardes/Días.&lt;br /&gt;
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-MH</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/2933797399631492671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/arena-parapapas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2933797399631492671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/2933797399631492671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/arena-parapapas.html' title='Arena- Parapapás.'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i54.tinypic.com/27yan9u_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-6703925744142965625</id><published>2010-12-08T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:50:00.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Me Up- The Pretty Reckless</title><content type='html'>Bueno, voy a comenzar mi blog con una reseña de este disco. Burda de arrecho, esta carajita (a pesar de ser mayor que yo) de verdad que tiene una voz muy buena, y escribe música bien de pinga. Déjame copiarme de algo de información de Wikipedia sobre esta banda:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;The Pretty Reckless es una banda de rock alternativo y post-grunge de Nueva York formada y encabezada por la cantante, modelo y actriz Taylor Momsen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ok, este disco &quot;Light Me Up&quot; lo sacaron el 27 de Agosto de 2010 en el Reino Unido. No lo han sacado mundialmente aún, pero hey, yo soy un chiwiri. Lo conseguí, lo escuché y aquí está mi opinión:&lt;br /&gt;
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Letras: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Música: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Melodías: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Voces: &lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Instrumentos: &lt;b&gt;****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Este album cuenta con 10 temas:&lt;br /&gt;
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1.  &quot;My Medicine&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
2.  &quot;Since You&#39;re Gone&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
3.  &quot;Make Me Wanna Die&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
4.  &quot;Light Me Up&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
5.  &quot;Just Tonight&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
6.  &quot;Miss Nothing&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
7.  &quot;Goin&#39; Down&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
8.  &quot;Nothing Left to Lose&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
9.  &quot;Factory Girl&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
10.  &quot;You&quot;    &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My Medicine&lt;/b&gt;, es una canción excelente. Por los momentos mi canción favorita del album. Una línea de la canción dice &quot;There&#39;s a tiger in the room and a baby in the closet&quot;, que me recuerda a la película The Hangover. En fín, las letras de esta canción, es más, de todo el album, no tienen sentido, y si lo tienen, solamente es para Taylor Momsen. Sin duda es típica letra de grunge noventoso. La guitarra usa las notas y silencios de una típica canción de Hard Rock, que va muy bien con la canción.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Since You&#39;re Gone&lt;/b&gt;; En esta canción el bajo resalta bastante, y el intro es una fusión de Nirvana con Bush, algo que disfruto bastante, jaja. La batería también es excelente. La melodía hace algo parecido a lo que hace la guitarra en My Medicine. Otra excelente canción si tienes ganas de oír grungecito.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Make Me Wanna Die&lt;/b&gt;: Esta es su canción más comercial, pero no le quita lo bueno. La melodía es bastante &quot;catchy&quot;. Tiene un video, pueden verlo &lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txBfhpm1jI0 target=blank&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;, y así me ahorro mis comentarios. Que buena está esta caraja, jajaja.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Light Me Up&lt;/b&gt;: Una buena canción pop. Pero no Jonas-Brother-pop, más como un Hole-Pop. Esta caraja me recuerda bastante a Courtney Love, excepto porque no fué stripper y no se droga, (por lo menos no tan evidentemente). &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just Tonight&lt;/b&gt;: Una canción dramática, es como de esas canciones de Avril Lavigne cuando estaba arrecha, jajaja. Es lenta, y suave al principio. Si estas deprimido, oye esta vaina. Mira el video por cierto, &lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7VGOnV2QhU target=blank&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Miss Nothing&lt;/b&gt;: Una de las primeras canciones que oí de ellos. También una buena canción. Es como oscura, pero no oscura-creepy. Osea, le queda burda de bien. La melodía es bastante arrecha. Tiene un interludo que cambia la música totalmente, no se como coño hicieron para que les quedara tan bien. Mira el video &lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hFlHsKExcYg target=blank&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Goin&#39; Down&lt;/b&gt;, otra de las primeras canciones que escuché de ellos. Si oyes el intro, suena igual a un juego de Sonic de Game Cube. La melodía es bien de pinga. La letra es como burda de inmoral (a proposito, por supuesto), jaja. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Nothing Left To Lose&lt;/b&gt;; Esta canción si es gay, es Miley Cyrus, no Taylor Momsen. Jajaja no es mala, pero no va nada con el disco. Si la escuchan sabrán a lo que me refiero. Aunque la voz de la caraja, de nuevo, es arrechísima. Esa parte &quot;After Jesus sent rock and roll&quot;. Que arrecho canta esa tipa.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Factory Girl&lt;/b&gt;; el intro es típico intro de batería. La melodía de la voz hace lo mismo que hace en Since you&#39;re gone (No literalmente, sino la melodía que es difícil de inventar, pero es bastante predecible). No es de las mejores canciones de este album, pero es buena.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt;, esta canción es medio gay, para mí la canta Taylor Swift, no Momsen, jajaja. Se puede decir que es el Nothing Left To Lose, con la melodía depresiva.&lt;br /&gt;
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Que bueno que terminé, tengo sueño. &lt;br /&gt;
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Este disco me hace felíz. Poco a poco veo como las bandas que me gustan dejan de gustarme con su nuevo material, y como las nuevas bandas no me llaman la atención. Tengo miedo de convertirme en un tipo que escucha lo mismo siempre. Pero esta banda me abrió más puertas a mi Itunes. De verdad, es tremenda banda, tremendo género, muy genial la idea de retomar el grunge, unido con rock.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bueno gente, me despido. Como diría mi esclavo, cuidence el dulce.&lt;br /&gt;
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Buenos días/tardes/noche.&lt;br /&gt;
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-MH.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/feeds/6703925744142965625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-me-up-pretty-reckless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6703925744142965625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3621032025944714667/posts/default/6703925744142965625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mauro000.blogspot.com/2010/12/light-me-up-pretty-reckless.html' title='Light Me Up- The Pretty Reckless'/><author><name>MH.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10296298968761697513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLF_syetC7TFdZ1KBZAfySWaDlIjbz2KfnnIKYFaq_-YKR_WGTlkTrn5Mlh9un3Ey93tGeA74uXl6PIrV1m4UCupdvevEoQRHriClg-nun58WGT2eDrrPo1fPd3FY6lIA/s220/41619_516866927_2267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3621032025944714667.post-5358696189436876669</id><published>2010-12-06T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T02:07:33.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portuguese Cab Driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t give it up, it&#39;s just a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t let your pride beat you my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Pretty baby&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Try not to break anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And don&#39;t forget one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The merciful strikes all alone&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Because the instinct can take over your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ll become a time-bomb, a breaking bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Use self-control, don&#39;t make any controversy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You better handle it with mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And when the thing&#39;s getting worse&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Just use someone you trust&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Then you can start over again.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t think your ways are feckless like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;pretending words are larky fykes&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;of boneless fishes.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;3 hours stuck in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A lot of showing clichés&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Screaming and standing up&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Their thoughts might be sclerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;but you can take it light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Their arguments are invisible&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Maybe it&#39;s best than haver&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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