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/><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="osomdaluz-support" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QDRHs4cCp7ImA9WxNVEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-6382331801989373327</id><published>2009-10-18T19:27:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:49:35.538+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-20T22:49:35.538+01:00</app:edited><title>É Sobre Você</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sttia3KawRI/AAAAAAAAAfs/42ZZ3RCFatw/s1600-h/0711please.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 587px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sttia3KawRI/AAAAAAAAAfs/42ZZ3RCFatw/s400/0711please.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394013192330068242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje senti saudades de momentos que tenho vivido com alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que não posso esperar pelo infinito&lt;br /&gt;mais pela ansiedade percebi o quanto isso me faz falta&lt;br /&gt;Consigo hoje perceber porque se inconformam as meretrizes&lt;br /&gt;que nunca realmente dizem a verdade&lt;br /&gt;e se apegam a ideias que insistentemente as tocam como sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;mas no fundo são meros amparos que elas querem e precisam ter,&lt;br /&gt;isso é o seu consolo e a força para prosseguir.&lt;br /&gt;O que digo então para me aquietar?&lt;br /&gt;"Acredito, então é real?"&lt;br /&gt;Minto pra mim quando me sinto com você,&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser eterno,&lt;br /&gt;Mais sei que esse eterno não dura para sempre&lt;br /&gt;e que o sempre, sempre passa, e que o gozo a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;são transitórios.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se pode dizer que aceitar é se conformar?&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Rander Pereira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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cansado]&lt;br /&gt;ao primeiro ver, receioso&lt;br /&gt;ao segundo decepcionado&lt;br /&gt;ao fim resplandecido&lt;br /&gt;lágrimas profundas,&lt;br /&gt;tanto que não as pôde ver&lt;br /&gt;"palavras caladas&lt;br /&gt;e meus atos repetidos&lt;br /&gt;de quase um trigésimo abstido!"&lt;br /&gt;a um amigo, orgulhoso&lt;br /&gt;e a mim confiança,&lt;br /&gt;vontade do conhecimento obter&lt;br /&gt;transformar-me&lt;br /&gt;e testemunho¹;&lt;br /&gt;e testemunho²;&lt;br /&gt;e testemunho³!&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Rander Pereira (Kilburn, 13-Set-2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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chorar tambem é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aquele garoto continua desesperado&lt;br /&gt;Pensando na vida ou não sabemos se ele pensa na morte&lt;br /&gt;Quando o seu amigo partiu&lt;br /&gt;Ele estava tão mudado e todos achavam que seria fácil esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade o que ele sentia era profundo e não superficial&lt;br /&gt;Os seus olhos nao deixavam as lágrimas rolarem&lt;br /&gt;Tanto apoio teve mas não parecia ser suficiente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorava por dentro e se deixou levar pela tristeza&lt;br /&gt;O seu coração estava vazio&lt;br /&gt;E todos pensavam que tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto pensava em si&lt;br /&gt;Todos perguntavam por que?&lt;br /&gt;Ele precisava de um tempo pra si refazer&lt;br /&gt;E não de problemas pra disfazer ainda mais&lt;br /&gt;Os seus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A inocência é oposto da maldade&lt;br /&gt;E nós estamos sentindo sua dor&lt;br /&gt;Aquele garoto que fez seus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E não os seus erros se diz incompreendido&lt;br /&gt;Por que é assim a vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele se apega demais as pessoas e isso não é bom&lt;br /&gt;Pois enquando estão juntos são felizes&lt;br /&gt;Mas um dia de tudo é preciso se separar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela terra foi partida sem as minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Então os erros são seus&lt;br /&gt;Os que me fazem sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Os que me fazem sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Os que fazem aquele jovem sofrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A violência foi descuido da verdade&lt;br /&gt;E você sente essa ausência dentro do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Chora e a terra continua lá&lt;br /&gt;E ele continua a pensar que tudo o que o tinha era ela&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele ainda não descobriu que tem terra também aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que basta ele cultivar&lt;br /&gt;Que seu amor crescerá&lt;br /&gt;E essa vida sera mais bela&lt;br /&gt;Pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa dizer “sou eu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-3396538950133055081?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/3396538950133055081/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/07/29-de-setembro.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/3396538950133055081?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/3396538950133055081?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/07/29-de-setembro.html" title="29 de Setembro" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEASXs7fSp7ImA9WxJWGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-754401662509688954</id><published>2009-06-23T22:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:57:28.505+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T22:57:28.505+01:00</app:edited><title>Canção Para a Mulher</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos todos aqueles que procuram a paz,&lt;br /&gt;ao mesmo tempo somos aqueles que não&lt;br /&gt;não temos segredos&lt;br /&gt;que o alguém ainda não saiba&lt;br /&gt;é que as perdas mudam sempre as situações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja me quebrei de tantas formas&lt;br /&gt;só eu sei como me recobrei&lt;br /&gt;ja me desculpei  e chorei&lt;br /&gt;fiz coisas que nem mesmo vi&lt;br /&gt;procurando os pedaços em lugares que eu não sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achei que me conhecia&lt;br /&gt;assim como a mulher ao homem&lt;br /&gt;recuso aceitar mas você fez tão bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liberdade eu não quis perder,&lt;br /&gt;privacidade aonde está você?&lt;br /&gt;aprender a dividir a vida é barra!&lt;br /&gt;Os meus sonhos foram traçados em solidão&lt;br /&gt;o vermelho não era vermelho como então&lt;br /&gt;tua presença me fez sentir assim&lt;br /&gt;que sempre faltou carinho em mim&lt;br /&gt;que estou incompleto,&lt;br /&gt;que somos iguais juntos&lt;br /&gt;na indiferença, na dor&lt;br /&gt;no beijo sincero e no traidor,&lt;br /&gt;em quase tudo,&lt;br /&gt;menos no amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonho que se sonha só&lt;br /&gt;é um sonho que se sonha só&lt;br /&gt;Pois sonho que se sonha junto é realidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Raul Seixas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-754401662509688954?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/754401662509688954/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancao-para-mulher.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/754401662509688954?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/754401662509688954?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancao-para-mulher.html" title="Canção Para a Mulher" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBQHg9fip7ImA9WxJWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-6876599394042094952</id><published>2009-06-18T10:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:10:51.666+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T00:10:51.666+01:00</app:edited><title>Brincadeira de Criança</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sj_y8zkBZKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QLMvcQH--aE/s1600-h/La+Passione+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sj_y8zkBZKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QLMvcQH--aE/s320/La+Passione+Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350262008786805922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Brincadeira de criança não é facil de se aprender&lt;br /&gt;quando já se esta crescido&lt;br /&gt;É como se existisse um muro entre mim e você&lt;br /&gt;que hoje chamo de vergonha&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixa assim nessa chuva&lt;br /&gt;e hoje me faz ver que incomoda&lt;br /&gt;É uma coisa que quando criança&lt;br /&gt;eu não sentia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça o tempo, feche seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;e sinta o que eu sinto por você&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça o mundo, a sua vida&lt;br /&gt;me dê um momento no tempo&lt;br /&gt;só um momento desse tempo&lt;br /&gt;Venha e segure a minha mão,&lt;br /&gt;sinta meu coração batendo&lt;br /&gt;Essa noite não será suficiente&lt;br /&gt;pra nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma coisa que quando criança&lt;br /&gt;não sentiamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dinho&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (música Brincadeira de Criança - direitos reservados)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-6876599394042094952?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sj_y8zkBZKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/QLMvcQH--aE/s72-c/La+Passione+Blog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcEQ308eyp7ImA9WxJWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-7992451894313344694</id><published>2009-06-17T13:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:00:02.373+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T00:00:02.373+01:00</app:edited><title>Casinha de Chumbo</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dedicado a todos aqueles que lutam contra a descriminação e ao descaso da sociedade e de orgãos governamentais ao que diz respeito às vítmas do acidente radiológico com Césio 137 em Goiânia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SjzdQPo81eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WGaINWyXMYk/s1600-h/Rander+Radioatividade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SjzdQPo81eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/WGaINWyXMYk/s200/Rander+Radioatividade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349393728555242978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu só queria um sonho, uma descoberta&lt;br /&gt;Que me fazesse feliz, que me dissesse que sim&lt;br /&gt;Luz daquele dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não queria muito,&lt;br /&gt;só queria não ter essa pobre e triste situação&lt;br /&gt;não queria muito não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria tentar ver, eu queria tentar entender&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu vejo que,&lt;br /&gt;eu não conheço essa situação, é tão estranho pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que queria ser&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que eu queria ter&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa que fizesse bem,&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa que me deixasse como convém&lt;br /&gt;Nada muda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas de repente essa luz me atrai para o seu luar&lt;br /&gt;e eu não posso mais deixar&lt;br /&gt;O que devo fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas criancas não tem essa luz que me convem brincar&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz assim,&lt;br /&gt;que me deixa feliz como ninguém&lt;br /&gt;quantas não tem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entao vem brincar comigo&lt;br /&gt;leve um pouco em tua mão&lt;br /&gt;para os teus filhos, pra tua vida,&lt;br /&gt;como lhe convém&lt;br /&gt;Essa menina ve uma cidade&lt;br /&gt;Reza a luz que desafia&lt;br /&gt;e eu nao vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o que eu quero dentro de mim é só esperança&lt;br /&gt;o brilho do ouro seduz mas não tanto como o vinho&lt;br /&gt;e essa luz azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha boneca radioativa&lt;br /&gt;te convida pra brincar&lt;br /&gt;te convida pra sair&lt;br /&gt;dorme em sua casinha de chumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha criança onde esta teu sorriso pra mim&lt;br /&gt;So há água e faz tanto frio&lt;br /&gt;minha criança onde estão suas roupas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta humilhação&lt;br /&gt;Quanta falta de perdão&lt;br /&gt;Quanta descriminação&lt;br /&gt;Quanta falta de coração&lt;br /&gt;Compreensão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca quis ser como me puseram a ter que viver&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes nao temos culpa de passar... tudo em vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa falta de informação&lt;br /&gt;Me coloca vivo dentro de uma casa de concreto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vc não tem dor, se você não tem amor&lt;br /&gt;E nao sente o sabor&lt;br /&gt;Nem o cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Das frutas&lt;br /&gt;Daquilo que não é pra você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha boneca radioativa&lt;br /&gt;Te convida pra brincar&lt;br /&gt;mas não demora&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero descansar&lt;br /&gt;uma noite contigo&lt;br /&gt;Na sua casinha de chumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha boneca radiotiva&lt;br /&gt;Te convida pra brincar&lt;br /&gt;Mas não demora&lt;br /&gt;Já é tarde&lt;br /&gt;e quero descansar&lt;br /&gt;minha vida contigo&lt;br /&gt;na sua casinha de chumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dinho &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Uma de minhas músicas - direitos reservados)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-7992451894313344694?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/7992451894313344694/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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que eu preciso me casar&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não tô nem ai&lt;br /&gt;tenho minha família&lt;br /&gt;que pensa por mim&lt;br /&gt;e que me diz sim&lt;br /&gt;que vive por mim&lt;br /&gt;acho que a vida não é assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem por ai que eu preciso me formar&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não tô mais aí&lt;br /&gt;tenho um governo&lt;br /&gt;que decide por mim&lt;br /&gt;que age por mim&lt;br /&gt;diz que é bom pra mim&lt;br /&gt;acho que a vida não é assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você já contou os seus problemas&lt;br /&gt;viu também que eu não tenho paz&lt;br /&gt;Essa vida assim não vale a pena&lt;br /&gt;aprender é sempre bom demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das suas vidas, não peça que eu entenda&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho uma vida&lt;br /&gt;e você tem duas&lt;br /&gt;o meu aprendizado é todo seu&lt;br /&gt;meu baú de sonhos esta vazio&lt;br /&gt;será que você não percebeu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem por aí que eu preciso mudar&lt;br /&gt;esse meu jeito de ser&lt;br /&gt;mas tenho meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;que riem por mim&lt;br /&gt;que choram por mim&lt;br /&gt;que amam por mim&lt;br /&gt;amizade, acho, não é assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem por aí que é preciso agradar&lt;br /&gt;aqueles ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;é tanto interesse&lt;br /&gt;é tanto fingimento&lt;br /&gt;é uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;esse constragimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tenho uma família&lt;br /&gt;tenho um governo&lt;br /&gt;tenho meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;será que você não percebeu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Que)Eles pensam por mim&lt;br /&gt;decidem por mim&lt;br /&gt;agem por mim&lt;br /&gt;dizem que é bom pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois eles amam por mim&lt;br /&gt;choram e riem por mim&lt;br /&gt;sentem por mim&lt;br /&gt;vivem a vida pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou por um fio&lt;br /&gt;será que vocês não perceberão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Uma de minhas letras musicais -  direitos reservados)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-8782614004700223202?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/8782614004700223202/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/06/dizem-por-ai-que-eu-preciso-me-casar.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/8782614004700223202?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/8782614004700223202?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/06/dizem-por-ai-que-eu-preciso-me-casar.html" title="Será Que Você Não Percebeu?" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SjhEnzf0KOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rXjy1o7iVxM/s72-c/Blog+scene+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UMRXc5fSp7ImA9WxJWGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-5468352493657067148</id><published>2009-05-28T23:26:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:08:04.925+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T23:08:04.925+01:00</app:edited><title>Mais</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8Z9P8gy_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/PdQwjYRk3t8/s1600-h/Moon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8Z9P8gy_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/PdQwjYRk3t8/s400/Moon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341016223127751666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toda vez que eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Me dá vontade de não tentar entender&lt;br /&gt;E sentir sem medo e sem culpa&lt;br /&gt;E voar em outra direção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu às vezes quis te tocar&lt;br /&gt;Eu às vezes não quis te conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Tantas vezes tentei te deixar&lt;br /&gt;Mas à noite vens me compreender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é tudo o que tenho&lt;br /&gt;Mas é o que me alivia&lt;br /&gt;O que meu pais não entendem&lt;br /&gt;é que nem sei o que sou pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És a nuvem que se move&lt;br /&gt;e me mostra aos poucos a luz do sol&lt;br /&gt;meus anseios tocam me a pele&lt;br /&gt;ja não consigo me segurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez eu quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar enquato se pode&lt;br /&gt;amanha será outra noite&lt;br /&gt;e com ela eu quero muito mais&lt;br /&gt;(e quero muito mais)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é tudo o que tenho&lt;br /&gt;Mas é o que me alivia&lt;br /&gt;O que meus pais não entendem&lt;br /&gt;É que nem sei o que quero enfim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Uma de minhas letras musicais -  direitos reservados)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-5468352493657067148?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/5468352493657067148/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/05/mais.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/5468352493657067148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/5468352493657067148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/05/mais.html" title="Mais" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8Z9P8gy_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/PdQwjYRk3t8/s72-c/Moon+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcAQHYzfip7ImA9WxJWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-6659904133950084975</id><published>2009-05-28T00:00:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:40:41.886+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T21:40:41.886+01:00</app:edited><title>Boa Noite Brasília (Avulsos)</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh3G40bno7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bYm_G0CNQyc/s1600-h/Rander+Trovador+Origins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh3G40bno7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bYm_G0CNQyc/s400/Rander+Trovador+Origins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340643412580737970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1 -&lt;/span&gt; Boa noite Brasília&lt;br /&gt;Podem vaiar agora!&lt;br /&gt;(a canção já terminou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2 -&lt;/span&gt; Eu acho que no dia em que pararem de o fazer,&lt;br /&gt;possa me sentir no final do meu objetivo,&lt;br /&gt;tenho medo de não superar a monotonia da acomodação,&lt;br /&gt;a não ser que encare isso como uma nova guerra a ser vencida;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3 -&lt;/span&gt; e que a felicidade me toque&lt;br /&gt;pois não posso toca-la,&lt;br /&gt;nem ao menos sei onde ela se encontra;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4 -&lt;/span&gt; que se apaguem as luzes,&lt;br /&gt;que o vento sopre&lt;br /&gt;e que se fechem as cortinas,&lt;br /&gt;pois nem eu mesmo gosto delas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5 -&lt;/span&gt; tais escondem  a satisfação e a frustação&lt;br /&gt;o sucesso e a desgraça,&lt;br /&gt;o nervozismo e a alucinação,&lt;br /&gt;a mentira e os pontos de vistas&lt;br /&gt;a verdade e nossas vidas,&lt;br /&gt;se é que elas existem!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                           &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Dinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-6659904133950084975?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/6659904133950084975/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/05/boa-noite-brasila-avulsos.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UHSXY9fCp7ImA9WxJWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-1935729596382342723</id><published>2009-02-05T18:24:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:00:38.864+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-21T09:00:38.864+01:00</app:edited><title>Anos de Aprendizado e de Sofrimento em Viena</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8ZHCCUT1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ayQ3uXGhva0/s1600-h/German+Coins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8ZHCCUT1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ayQ3uXGhva0/s200/German+Coins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341015291681066834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou firmemente convencido de que, em conjunto,&lt;br /&gt;várias idéias criadoras que hoje possuo,&lt;br /&gt;já na mocidade apareciam fundadas em princípios.&lt;br /&gt;Faço diferença entre a sabedoria da velhice,&lt;br /&gt;que vale pela sua maior profundidade e prudência,&lt;br /&gt;resultantes da experiência de uma longa vida,&lt;br /&gt;e a genialidade da juventude que, em inesgotável proliferação,&lt;br /&gt;cria pensamentos e idéias sem poder logo elaborá-las definitivamente,&lt;br /&gt;em consequência do tumulto em que elas se sucedem. A mocidade&lt;br /&gt;fornece o material de construção e os pia-nos de futuro,&lt;br /&gt;dos quais a velhice toma os blocos,&lt;br /&gt;trabalha-os e levanta a construção,&lt;br /&gt;isso quando a chamada sabedoria dos velhos não sufoca a&lt;br /&gt;genialidade dos moços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Adolf Hitler (Mein Kampf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sábio é aquele que usa o seu conhecimento para o bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-1935729596382342723?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/1935729596382342723/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/02/anos-de-aprendizado-e-de-sofrimento-em.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/1935729596382342723?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/1935729596382342723?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2009/02/anos-de-aprendizado-e-de-sofrimento-em.html" title="Anos de Aprendizado e de Sofrimento em Viena" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/Sh8ZHCCUT1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ayQ3uXGhva0/s72-c/German+Coins.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMCR3cycSp7ImA9WxJWF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-1138060049295999958</id><published>2008-09-05T18:41:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:07:46.999+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T23:07:46.999+01:00</app:edited><title>*Dois Lados</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SMFzyCymGSI/AAAAAAAAATU/pfJGh5VGoWc/s400/Sandman+Egypt+p.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chuva que molha mas resfresca,&lt;br /&gt;sol que fadiga mas ilumina,&lt;br /&gt;vento que destrói e faz voar,&lt;br /&gt;fogo que queima mas aquece,&lt;br /&gt;frio que arde mas conserva,&lt;br /&gt;essa é a terra que vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;E de tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;o que esperar além das feridas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;   Dinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-1138060049295999958?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/1138060049295999958/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2008/09/chuva-que-molha-mas-resfresca-sol-que.html#comment-form" title="6 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/1138060049295999958?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/1138060049295999958?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2008/09/chuva-que-molha-mas-resfresca-sol-que.html" title="*Dois Lados" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SMFzyCymGSI/AAAAAAAAATU/pfJGh5VGoWc/s72-c/Sandman+Egypt+p.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYBQng4cSp7ImA9WxRTE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-90944638409917856</id><published>2008-09-02T18:05:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:12:33.639+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-03T00:12:33.639+01:00</app:edited><title>*Esse É Seu Nome</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SL19WFLgqgI/AAAAAAAAATI/ltoWIoxDNyY/s1600-h/Rander+in+Bournemouth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SL19WFLgqgI/AAAAAAAAATI/ltoWIoxDNyY/s400/Rander+in+Bournemouth.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241483359630174722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Essa tarde quando me tocaste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me fizestes sentir algo que eu não me lembrava mais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e isso gerou-me uma alegria de viver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um desejo que outrora estava perdido".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vendo as casas e escolas que construíra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o velho por fora, mas por de trás vidros e concretos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me assustei quando de repente me chamastes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(olhei em seus olhos azuis e me deu aquele frio na barriga)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e logo me dissestes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Ei, espere aí que eu preciso te falar uma coisa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vi realmente que ela, linda, me conhecia, e demorei um pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a reconhecê-la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então respondi perguntando:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Você viu a hora que cheguei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela me respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Claro! Senão não estaria aqui!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu perplexo, admirando aquele corpo, fui conduzido por ela até&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um canto da praça, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;então ela olhou nos meus olhos firmemente que até&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perdi as forças, e disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Não posso te falar aqui, precisa ser num lugar mais especial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então respondi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Espere-me aqui nesse banco da praça as 8:00hs que vou agora pra casa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me arrumar para estar à sua altura (eu sabia que era impossível)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e venho te buscar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela respodeu: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Estarei aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corri "confiante" pois já era 6:28 e eu não queria perder tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou apaixonado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto voltava pra casa, me veio um filme na mente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me mostrava o futuro, uma casa, um trabalho de professor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um abraço quando eu voltava do trabalho e um beijo ao me deitar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma coisa ainda estranha pra mim em todo esses capítulos da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas por fim, acordei!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então sei que não haveria ninguém naquele banco... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A alegria de ter me apaixonado por ela estava de volta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; e isso guardei, e o mais importante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;descobri que sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ela esteve lá a minha espera, pois eu a deixei lá, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e se não estou triste agora, é porque sinto que a resgatei pra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dentro de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Òh! Quão bela és tú, que me dás forças pra lutar hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e amanhã!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Òh! Quão bela é tú! Preciosa Confiança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é seu nome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Dinho (reflexão sobre um sonho desta tarde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-90944638409917856?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/90944638409917856/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2008/09/meu-nome.html#comment-form" title="3 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/90944638409917856?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/90944638409917856?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2008/09/meu-nome.html" title="*Esse É Seu Nome" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SL19WFLgqgI/AAAAAAAAATI/ltoWIoxDNyY/s72-c/Rander+in+Bournemouth.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NSH05fSp7ImA9WxRTEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-2385147328640732487</id><published>2008-08-31T00:58:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:03:19.325+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-01T12:03:19.325+01:00</app:edited><title>* Posso fare una musica o qualcosa che me può fare bene?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLvLxA_7OXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/IcDuawFMb-o/s1600-h/Rander+Correte+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLvLxA_7OXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/IcDuawFMb-o/s400/Rander+Correte+White.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241006634317855090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLnl9WBi95I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pak-y8JvsYw/s1600-h/Rander+Correte+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Imenso vazio, arrependimento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Não sei como expressar em&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;palavras aquilo que sinto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;tenho vontade de ser radical, mas creio que a solução não consiste em ser radical e sim em ser progressivo e consistente, para que todos os momentos sejam bem vividos e sirvam de experiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Pazzo! E esse universo dentro de mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Não sei quantas estrelas poderei contar nesse vôo que pode me levar ao desconhecido e perigoso caminho da incerteza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Todos os poetas melancolicos reunidos não conseguiriam traduzir o infinito que carrego nas entranhas da alma, então tentarei tocar uma musica, pois só os acordes &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;traduzem sem palavras a minha busca.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Questo per un’attimo me fa bene!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;By Dinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-2385147328640732487?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://2rander.blogspot.com/2008/08/posso-fare-una-musica-o-qualcosa-che-me.html" title="* Posso fare una musica o qualcosa che me può fare bene?" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/feeds/2385147328640732487/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Saída&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLcZWIfJHKI/AAAAAAAAANA/QskZ9qlubQA/s1600-h/Orkut+Multifocus+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLcZWIfJHKI/AAAAAAAAANA/QskZ9qlubQA/s400/Orkut+Multifocus+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239684559494782114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corro sem direcão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procuramos um objetivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sem solução me encontro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então duvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O querer me leva a baixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com olhares rasos nos encontramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Certos, frios, derrotados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brado unissono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Digo por mim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acima vejo a luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suspeito ao menos onde estou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O segredo e a tranca que me sucumbe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O calor respiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ha quem me faz acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não por minha propria vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isso se tornou um vicio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cativo o regresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E tudo esta com sempre foi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apenas em mim encontro marcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saudade sim, do que me fez mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estive so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e ainda estou sem alguem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas não me sinto perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pois agora estou comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Digo pelo que vi dos outros)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem todos apos o brado encontraram a saida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As pessoas pelas ruas continuam a vagar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As sinto tão perto e distantes ao mesmo tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tal qual as mensageiras ondas do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ou um bilhete de loteria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E quem confiou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não so desta vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esta em casa ao lado de sua familia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Observando de cima o vil xadrez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;                             &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                                                        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;by 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href="http://osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com/2008/08/sada-corro-sem-dire-o-procuramos-um.html" title="* Saída" /><author><name>Rander Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060227002195245716</uri><email>randerlondon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09440678326101426654" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqirAw9TFRs/SLcZWIfJHKI/AAAAAAAAANA/QskZ9qlubQA/s72-c/Orkut+Multifocus+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGRXkyeCp7ImA9WxNUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-7718749527944598096</id><published>2008-04-01T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:35:24.790Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T12:35:24.790Z</app:edited><title>CLASSE G</title><content type="html">BREVE&lt;div 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDQnc6fSp7ImA9WxNUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-7622993938985826166</id><published>2008-03-27T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:34:33.915Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T12:34:33.915Z</app:edited><title>CLASSE C</title><content type="html">BREVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-7622993938985826166?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/7622993938985826166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/7622993938985826166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QCRHk-fyp7ImA9WxNUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138619596362071899.post-8783588192130118992</id><published>2008-03-24T11:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:16:05.757Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T11:16:05.757Z</app:edited><title>PUBLICADORES</title><content type="html">Breve nossos publicadores e cooperadores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/OSomDaLuz-support&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8138619596362071899-8783588192130118992?l=osomdaluz-support.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/8783588192130118992?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8138619596362071899/posts/default/8783588192130118992?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" 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0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;15&lt;/span&gt;th September 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ayat_arabic"&gt;بِسْمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ar"&gt;أشهد أن لا إله إلاَّ الله و أشهد أن محمدا رسول الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its official, may God(&lt;span class="ayat_arabic"&gt;اللّهِ&lt;/span&gt;) bless me!!!&lt;br /&gt;Who follow my blog will know in the first hand,&lt;br /&gt;may God bless you too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;th August 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ayat_arabic"&gt;بِسْمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Life Starts Here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;23&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;22&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;21&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I change my fucking mind I'll post this days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;20&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friend's Day, Just one friend asked me how I spent my day, I did a picture&lt;br /&gt;with all my friends from Orkut and I lose some time seeing them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;19&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in home to rest, I'll stay in this way this Sunday... tomorrow I'll work in Putney Bridge&lt;br /&gt;in an other new job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;18&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night and Saturday I'm in love like said The Cure, Today I will play guitar in a two parties,&lt;br /&gt;nice fun, to drink some Guinness, BBQ, you know!!!&lt;br /&gt;...It's 3am on Sunday, I finished my parties now, lovely day, I needed a day like today to be happy again, but I know,&lt;br /&gt;it is for while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked hard today,&lt;br /&gt;I'm very,very tired, but today I'm feeling good with myself,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I need pay the rent, oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad when I think in this, lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off today and I tried to change my visual,&lt;br /&gt;I was hating when I look myself on the mirror!!!...&lt;br /&gt;Like everything I need transform myself too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;15&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day!!! But nothing to say, just to feel...!!! And remember!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recovering from a viral, I was very bad last night...I just rested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;13&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to GP with my mum, 2pm I begin to fell bad, the viros catch me, Fucking Shit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;12&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeared some computers for some friends And I get&lt;br /&gt;a little money in the day, at night I spent  a part of this money&lt;br /&gt;in the McDonald's... I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped a friend paint a house near my house, it's good but&lt;br /&gt;I hate when someone say we need go now and I most to&lt;br /&gt;waik up quickly, fuck!!! I like to meke a plan for my day!!!&lt;br /&gt;In the night I called the ambulance to watch my mum,&lt;br /&gt;she was very bad, had fever, pain in the chest and legs, they&lt;br /&gt;doctors said this is a viral infection and she needs rest and drink&lt;br /&gt;water or others liquids, recovery takes a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I worked painting some woods in a house near my home, good time, quite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and received a lot of message from somebody that I like and I send too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;09&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I did nothing today, one more empty day, I just was looking for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;arabic lessons to know a other world, this is a only thing to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;08&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was looking a new job, and I know new people, but the job was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not confirmed but, anyway, know differents things is lovely and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;unforgettable moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;07&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today I did some experiments in photography, I need practice,&lt;br /&gt;and I spoke with some friends from Brazil in the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;06&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working in Woodford today, I'm very impressed, I removed&lt;br /&gt;all the books and projects out the house, a man that has worked&lt;br /&gt;along time in the Shell Company and had a lot of Mathematics,&lt;br /&gt;Dinamics, Programations, Fisics books, every single&lt;br /&gt;sheet full of calculations, for many moments a remembered the&lt;br /&gt;movie "The Beautiful Mind", after this, my brother and me seek a&lt;br /&gt;aquarium shop to buy some fishes, when we found it after a long time searching,&lt;br /&gt;the shop was closed!&lt;br /&gt;In this day I receved many pictures from Polyana and Wilton in Brazil,&lt;br /&gt;many good friends on there, I loved the pictures...&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;05&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday, my day start at 10am, alone in home, nothing to do from 10am by 3pm,&lt;br /&gt;at 3pm I went to the shop with my mum to buy some bananas, she will prepare a cake,&lt;br /&gt;nice cake, next time she will need prepare a lot more, this was not enough for me, lol!&lt;br /&gt;My time won 1x0 Cruzeiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;04&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10am and at 1pm I went to the cinema again,&lt;br /&gt;in this time to watch Ice Age 3,&lt;br /&gt;was a great time spent with my nephews...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;03&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my work at 7pm today, I was very hungry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;I just ate a small natural sandwich in the morning, exist&lt;br /&gt;some people that have no hospitality, they didn't give me a cup&lt;br /&gt;of tea or coffee or water, so when they needed me to help then&lt;br /&gt;I said, is not possible too...&lt;br /&gt;fuck poorly educated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;02&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did nothing in my work, The son's boss was late to bring&lt;br /&gt;me the materials, I just did the possible, 3pm I went to home,&lt;br /&gt;nothing is perfect, a english man was talking to me about religion,&lt;br /&gt;about the masters, the time... I said to him "I prefer don't&lt;br /&gt;believe like you, I prefer to be free and not hear my mind&lt;br /&gt;saying ' you can or you can not' or feel bad like we did a fault or a mistake!&lt;br /&gt;and about my freedom, how could be?"&lt;br /&gt;-Would disappear...I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;01&lt;/span&gt;th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I'm not to tired, I painted a room with white gloss&lt;br /&gt;and the smell is inside my nose, but that's Ok, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don't now what I'll do yet, but I think will not be&lt;br /&gt;hard like all days last week, I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;30&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside me is burning...I walk and walk to put my mind&lt;br /&gt;in a right way, my day have been a piece of cake,&lt;br /&gt;...to think bullshits, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;29&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to compose a song in English and I think the harmony&lt;br /&gt;will be recorded soon, good thing in a empty day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;28&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;I went to the cinema to watch Transformers 2 after the shop in Beckton,&lt;br /&gt;is a good sequence but The Terminator 4 is better then,&lt;br /&gt;after I arrived later in my brother's home to support the Seleçao in the&lt;br /&gt;final of Confederations Cup against the  USA, Brazil won the title again,&lt;br /&gt;was the time to return to home also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;27&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I needed only resting...&lt;br /&gt;Was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;26&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did grow my desire to return to home today,&lt;br /&gt;playing songs like "I Want to go back to Bahia and&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo dos Caracóis dos Seus Cabelos",&lt;br /&gt;my day was like yesterday, heavy job, poor satisfaction,&lt;br /&gt;but the air was different, today,&lt;br /&gt;Mickael Jackson's death was announced...&lt;br /&gt;Yaeh, no one came to be a seed...&lt;br /&gt;I'll start a new job with a portuguese man next friday,&lt;br /&gt;I hope the life changes this week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to see the movie Jean Charles,&lt;br /&gt;maybe will show ours life for that people that think the immigrants lives&lt;br /&gt;is a sweet honey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;25&lt;/span&gt;th June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I worked to much, building's job is a shit,&lt;br /&gt;you can get a good money sometimes but,&lt;br /&gt;do you know how is work in 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