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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais vai existir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem pode evitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu coração é secular&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amanhã, devagar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me diz como voltar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu disser,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não vou mentir pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixa pra depois&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;não foi sempre assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas vi você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tão longe de chegar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;foi há vinte?... Há trinta?... nem eu sei já quando!..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha velha ama, que me estás fitando, canta-me cantigas para eu me lembrar!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dei voltas ao mundo, dei volta a vida... só achei enganos, decepções, pesar... oh! A ingénua alma&amp;nbsp; tão desiludida! Minha velha velha ama, com a voz dorida, canta-me cantigas de me adormecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trago de armagura o coração desfeito... vê que fundas mágoas no embaciado olhar!... Nunca eu saíra do meu ninho estreito!...Minha velha ama, que me deste o peito, canta-me cantigas para me embalar!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pôs-me Deus outrora no froxel do ninho pedrarias de astros, gemas de luar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tudo me roubaram vê pelo caminho!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como antigamente, no regaço amado, (vendo morto, morto...) deixa-me deitar!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ai! o teu menino como esta mudado!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha velha ama, como esta mudado!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canta-me cantigas de sonhar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Canta-me cantigas, manso, muito manso...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Triste, muito triste, como à noite o mar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canta-me cantigas para ver se eu alcanço.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando a morte, em breve, me vier buscar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;                                                  Três coisa que não voltam atraz, a flecha lançada, a palavra pronunciada e a oportunidade perdida. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pense nisso! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;                                                 O primeiro passo para alcançar uma meta é convencer-se que é capaz. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pense nisso! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;          Tentar não é conseguir,&amp;nbsp; mas os que conseguiram tentaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pense nisso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Deus sem voçê ele continua sendo Deus, e voçê sem Deus não é nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pense nisso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-5113171852248302825?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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No ultimo final de semana a população dos estados Pernambuco e &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Alagoas&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; viveram e estão vivendo momentos de muitos terrores e &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;inudaçoes&lt;/span&gt; em suas residências e estabelecimentos comercias e prédios públicos foram praticamente destruídos pelas forças das águas, cidades desses dois estados foram quase completamente &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;distruidas&lt;/span&gt; e hoje nossos irmãos &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;nordestinos&lt;/span&gt; estão precisando da sua ajuda, da sua colaboração, da sua &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;solidariedade&lt;/span&gt; e como o brasileiro é muito solidário tenho certeza que não vai deixar de &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;compartilhar&lt;/span&gt; com esses momentos difíceis que nossos &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;irmaõs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;nordestino&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Façam isso e o nosso Deus vai te abençoar e povo necessitado vai agradecer de coração e é nosso dever prestar esta &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;solidariedade&lt;/span&gt; aos nossos irmãos porque ninguém sabe o dia de amanhã, não sabemos em que &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;situaçaõ&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; caímos no amanhã que amanhece.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-4804101972261466764?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu vi uma rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-Uma rosa branca-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sozinha no galho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No galho? sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No jardim, na rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sozinha no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo isso era excesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A graça essencial,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mistério inefável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Sobrenatural&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Da vida e do mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Estava ali na rosa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sozinha no galho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sozinha no tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; A vida é uma constante batalha na qual devemos mostrar nosso valor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mas o valor nosso não está naquilo que fazemos mas na maneira como fazemos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Como essa lei para aumentar o número de vereadores, isto é uma vergonha,uma pura sacanagem e uma falta de respeito, bom, respeito eles não tem mesmo, são todos uns descarados e mentirosos, eu não sei pra quê aumentar o número de vereadores? tem é que diminuir, na minha opinião nas cidades onde tem 9 vereadores diminuir para 3, esses estavam de bom tamanho pra roubarem e não fazerem nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Nosso país tem muitas historias politicas vividas na sua historia,politica de variações arrogantes,de altitomante,parvidade,probidade,insultos,esperança,manipulações e outras caracteristicas dolorosa na população que tanto sofre em consequencia dessas atitudes desfavoráveis ao ser humano. A verdadeira politica é aquela de civilizações, maneira inteligente de agir a favor do povo,fazer pericias concreta no caso de engano, recursos ideal aos estados e prefeituras, assistência de varias modalidades a quem quer que seja, seja ele ou ela, preto ou branco, pobre,rico,pequeno ou grande sem distinção alguma, valorizar os recursos alheios, dar garantia de vida aos habitantes em fim valorizar o voto, que é a meta principal e interesse maior dos políticos. Vivemos isso? claro que não, vivemos uma politicagem de politiquice uma politica mesquinha,insignificante, de infelicidade,avarento, de grandes pesadelos supresos a vida humana&lt;br /&gt;      A falta de vontade politica é sinal de falta de vergonha na cara, os milhões  de analfabetos constitui uma vergonha nacional. São milhões de jovens sem emprego, sem condições necessárias para poder se desenvolver-se, o que vale hoje é o voto, é voto pra lá, voto pra cá e é o que interessa, ser eleito e se constituir-se. E as necessidades do povo onde fica? fica esquecido da memória desses aproveitadores alheios, tudo que é pago é do bolso do povo, o alto salário do presidente,dos deputados estaduais e federais, dos senadores, prefeitos, governadores e vereadores tudo do bolso da nação, alem de ter que segurar as mordomias explorada por esses chupadores de sangue.&lt;br /&gt;     Assim a sociedade precisa organizar a vida social,económica,politica e cultural segundo valores partilhados por todos. Valores que ajudem as pessoas a se respeitarem mutuamente; a respeitarem o que é de todos é publico, valores ligados à dignidade de todo ser humano como pessoa e cidadã.&lt;br /&gt;   Politicamente não podemos se deixar levar pelas aparências dos palanques organizados pelos grupos políticos e levar tremores entre amigos e famílias, pois não vale apenas, depois estão unidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;      O que temos que fazer é manifestações, um tipo de manifestação popular, a manifestação do povo na rua, elas pressionam os políticos, e exigem providências para determinados problemas e muitas vezes colaboram diretamente para ajudar a resolvê-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-1434313337428210902?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Será que todos vivem igual? Será que ninguém tem problemas? ou todo mundo tem problemas? ou uns &lt;/span&gt;têm&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; e outros não? Contudo eu acho  que todos tem problemas de uma forma ou de outra, uns com problemas difíceis, outros com problemas &lt;/span&gt;fáceis&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; e assim todos em um destino desigual mas para o mesmo rumo, e porque isso? é a vida que é assim? ou é o destino de cada pessoa? Mas na verdade a vida é um pouco misteriosa ou totalmente misteriosa, &lt;/span&gt;ninguém&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; sabe o que virá futuramente, o destino vai lhe mostrando e desmembrando cada parte de nossa vida,e eu, &lt;/span&gt;você&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, todos nós vai conhecendo e passando por cada momento dessa partilha. A vida nos &lt;/span&gt;oferecem&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; muitas dificuldades, muitas barreiras difícil de se romper, são passagens que amargura o seu prazer de viver, sabemos que para tudo isso existem o seu significado, que tudo tem que ter o seu sentido e cada um vai descobrindo os significados da realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;       Temos &lt;/span&gt;momentos&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; de desespero muito cruel, que até pedimos para morrer, as vezes a vida nos obriga tomar certas decisões que nos machucamos, o principal, é que temos que ser forte e se concentrar no pensamento em Deus, pedindo forças, ajuda para superá o &lt;/span&gt;sofrimento&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, não só nesses momentos de aflições, como também na felicidade, e agradecer a ele por tudo na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dificilmente&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, ouvimos e vemos as pessoas  realizarem seus sonhos. Mas será que nós vencemos os obstáculos e realizamos os nossos sonhos? claro que vencemos, é muito difícil, mas se &lt;/span&gt;você luta,tem força, o coração em Deus, pensamentos positivos e seguro, pode ter certeza, que você será uma pessoa vencedora e feliz nos seus dias. É muito bonito você&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; aceitar o que &lt;/span&gt;você&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; é, um dia &lt;/span&gt;li&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; no jornal um texto e achei muito interessante, era mais ou menos assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;      ''Somos o que somos, e ser o  que somos é tudo o que temos de ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;        Somos o que somos, e somos o que fazemos (muito mais do que pensamos ou sentimos), e fazer o que fazemos é fazer a nossa parte, e isso é tudo o que temos que fazer na vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;       Mas, e o medo de fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;as contradições do dia a dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a apatia, a preguiça, a inércia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;os nossos conflitos interiores?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;dificilmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; nos arrependemos por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;lo que fazemos. Geralmente nos arrependemos por aquilo que não fazemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;      Pois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;experimentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; tudo, embora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;experimentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; sem amor, afeição e ternura, seja viver em vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;      A fé e a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; têm outra dimensão, tem fé aquele que faz, não têm aquele que não faz. Pois só há esperança, não &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;      Portanto, não basta desejar uma vida melhor, um mundo melhor, é preciso fazer-lo a cada momento, a cada instante, no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; e agora, eternamente, fluindo e deixando fluir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Pois bem,  o texto resume completamente as nossas dificuldades, cada um seja o que &lt;/span&gt;você&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; é, e faça a sua parte, sem o olho gordo no que é dos outros. Construa o seu mundo sem o medo, &lt;/span&gt;negligência&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; e acomodação, sempre que aparecer oportunidade &lt;/span&gt;tente&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, para futuramente não se arrepender. Pois nunca comemos daquilo que só gostamos, comemos também daquilo que não gostamos, e lembre-se faça as suas realizações com amor para não viver em vão, a &lt;/span&gt;ação&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; é a que &lt;/span&gt;realiza&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; as nossas &lt;/span&gt;esperanças&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, não adianta ter só esperança se &lt;/span&gt;você&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; não tem &lt;/span&gt;ação&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, temos que agir. Desejar uma vida melhor, um mundo melhor e ficar de braços &lt;/span&gt;encruzados&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, não vai ter nunca, é preciso, a cada momento está agindo com toda sua força de vontade para realizá-lo, não desistir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      As pessoas realizadas nunca estão totalmente satisfeitos e esquecem que tem outras que querem realizar seus sonhos, e muitas vezes se deixa levar pelo orgulho e pela ambição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      Muitos pensão que o dinheiro é tudo na vida de ser humano, ficam tão &lt;/span&gt;obsercado&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; que quando se fala em verde entendem, como se o verde fosse a cor do dinheiro e esquecem a cor verde com a fauna e a flora brasileira, que em um recente passado já foram muito &lt;/span&gt;abundantes&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Ter uma vida consagrada hoje é muito difícil, vida consagrada que varia as sua formas, vida religiosa,vida &lt;/span&gt;contemplativa&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, além das tarefas realizadas nas áreas de educação, saúde e em tantas outras obras de caridade, as sociedades pela a sua própria &lt;/span&gt;existencia&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; precisão de &lt;/span&gt;experiências&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;trabalhistas&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; para descobrirem os novos campos de &lt;/span&gt;atividades&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Essas &lt;/span&gt;comunidades precisam ser inseridas nos meios populares, dá oportunidades aqueles que querem uma chance, os nossos governantes tem que lembrar dos lugares de missão mais difíciceis&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; que é especialmente &lt;/span&gt;sensível&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ao clamor dos pobres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     A verdade é que o nosso próximo não vive só de pão; nem precisa apenas de abrigo, de dinheiro, e  de terra. Em suas reivindicações, em suas &lt;/span&gt;reclamações&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; por maior justiça e em seus gritos de dor, existem muito mais do que isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Existem expectativas que, as vezes, nem ele mesmo está em condições de entender; sonhos e esperanças que nem ele mesmo se &lt;/span&gt;atreve&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; a manifestar. Mas que &lt;/span&gt;poderíamos&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; resumir numa só palavra: Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Seriam tão bom que os homens da lei tivessem um pouquinho de amor nos seus corações. Mas a vida é mesmo assim, é meio estranha.Para  tudo, nela há um meio termo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     A felicidade e a tristeza;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     A vida e a morte;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     O feio e o bonito. E por aí vai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     E muito bonito bom observar o mar, o canto dos &lt;/span&gt;pássaros&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; e a beleza existente nas pequenas coisas da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Mas, é muito ruim, saber que muitos pessoas não são capazes de observar o que a vida nos oferece. E mais um meio meio termo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-1499061840449503070?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pelos seus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;frutos&lt;/span&gt; os conhecereis. colhem-se, porventura,uva dos espinheiros ou figos dos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;abrolhos&lt;/span&gt;? Nem todo o que me diz: Senhor,Senhor! entrará no reino dos céus. Muitos, naquele dia, hão de dizer-me: Senhor,Senhor! porventura, não temos nós profetizado em teu nome, e em teu nome não expelimos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;demónios&lt;/span&gt;, e em teu nome não fizemos muitos milagres? Então o senhor lhes dirá: nunca vos conheci! Apartai-vos de mim, os que praticais a iniquidade.     TIMÓTEO CAP 6, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;VERS&lt;/span&gt;. 3 a 10:    Se alguém ensina outra doutrina e não concorda com as sãs palavras de nosso Senhor Jesus Cristo e com ensino segundo a piedade, é enfatuado, nada entende, mas tem mania por questões e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;contendas&lt;/span&gt; de palavras, de que nascem invejas,provocação,difamações,suspeita maligna,alterações sem fim, por homens cuja mente é pervertida e privados da verdade, supondo que a piedade é fonte de lucro. De fato grande fonte de lucro é a piedade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;o contentamento. Porque nada temos trazido para o mundo nem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; cousa alguma podemos levar dele. Tendo sustento e com que nos vestir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;estejamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; contentes. Ora, os que querem ficar ricos caem em tentações, e cilada, e em muitas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;concupiscencias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; insensatas e perniciosa, as quais afogam os homens na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ruína&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; e na perdição. Porque o amor do dinheiro é raiz de todos os males; e alguns, nessa cobiça, se desviaram da fé e a si mesmo se atormentaram com muitas dores.     TITO CAP.1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;VERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. 10 e 11;  Porque existem muitos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;insubo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rdinados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;,palradores frívolos e enganadores. É preciso fazê-los calar, porque andam perve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;rtendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; casas inteiras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; ensinando o que não devem, por torpe ganância. Lembre-se são texto da Bíblia e não de homens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-6030712051311245387?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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O governo Brasileiro falou que estava preparado se caso essa doença chegassem em nosso país , e aí? chegou, o que está acontecendo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;providência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; para que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; mais morra em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;consequencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; dessa doença ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;absolutamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; nada.                                                                                          E os meios de comunicação, como , jornais,televisão,rádio e outros, estão desenvolvendo e divulgando um noticiário preocupante a sociedade. O povo não sabem o que fazer com essas noticias que em vez de ajudar estão atrapalhando como se deve agir diante dos fatos,morre um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;,dois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;três&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;acular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;,quatro não sei a onde e assim é o noticiário todos os dias tanto a escrita como a falada,é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;impressionante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8806243799368029968-8687538030724986284?l=ednaldoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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