<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016</id><updated>2024-12-18T19:19:05.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMA DE POETA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-6741796546078400276</id><published>2012-07-04T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-04T20:00:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
VAMOS FALAR DE FLORES&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
OU QUEM SABE DE AMORES,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
UMA VEZ QUE A VIDA É TÃO IMEDIATISTA,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
E O ACASO PODE ACONTECER,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
MAS REPENTINAMENTE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
O ABANDONO INVADE O CORAÇÃO,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
SENSAÇÕES PERCORREM A MENTE,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
VIBRAÇÕES PELO CORPO,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
QUE INERTE ACUSA O TEMPO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
PELO SENTIMENTO NÃO SENTIDO,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
PELA VIDA NÃO VIVIDA,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
PELAS EMOÇÕES NÃO DESCOBERTAS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
O SILÊNCIO GRITA,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
O NÓ FORTE NA GARGANTA,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
A CARNE TREMULA, NECESSITA,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
ANSEIA PELO AMOR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
DESEJADO E MERECIDO,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
EMBORA APARENTEMENTE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
IMPOSSÍVEL DE ACONTECER.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6741796546078400276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2012/07/vamos-falar-de-flores-ou-quem-sabe-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6741796546078400276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6741796546078400276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2012/07/vamos-falar-de-flores-ou-quem-sabe-de.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-4141746737481797466</id><published>2012-03-22T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T08:22:29.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O AMOR ME BASTA,&lt;br /&gt;
AH O TEU AMOR, ME É O BASTANTE,&lt;br /&gt;
COMPLETA-ME, PREENCHE-ME&lt;br /&gt;
COM ESSA TUA COR LINDA,&lt;br /&gt;
COM ESSE CALOR TÃO INTENSO,&lt;br /&gt;
COM ESSA VONTADE TÃO DENSA,&lt;br /&gt;
COM ESSE BEM QUERER,&lt;br /&gt;
TE QUERO,&lt;br /&gt;
TE AMO E NADA MAIS,&lt;br /&gt;
O RESTO NÃO IMPORTA,&lt;br /&gt;
O TEMPO RESOLVE, REVELA...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4141746737481797466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2012/03/o-amor-me-basta-ah-o-teu-amor-me-e-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/4141746737481797466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/4141746737481797466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2012/03/o-amor-me-basta-ah-o-teu-amor-me-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-8870221177759073329</id><published>2011-10-30T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:05:55.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;É MADRUGADA...SILÊNCIO TOTAL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;NO QUARTO, A ESCURIDÃO PREDOMINA,NUM LEITO MORNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;SEU CORPO INERTE PROCURA POR CALOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;SEM RESPOSTA E ATÔNITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;RECORRE ÀS LEMBRANÇAS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;VAGUEIA EM SEUS PENSAMENTOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;FECHA SEUS OLHOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;VISITA O PASSADO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;RELEMBRA ALGUNS ROSTOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;MOMENTOS ALEGRES E OUTROS NEM TANTO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;PESSOAS QUE PARTIRAM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;OUTRAS QUE FICARAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;MAS SE PERDERAM NO TEMPO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;REPENTINAMENTE ABRE OS OLHOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;E O PRESENTE SE FAZ SENTIR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;EM TUDO QUE RELEMBROU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;PERCEBE QUE FALTA MUITO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;MUITO A REALIZAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;ESQUECE A BUSCA PELO CALOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;ESTE ESTÁ EM SEU PEITO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;DENTRO DO CORAÇÃO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8870221177759073329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-madrugada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/8870221177759073329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/8870221177759073329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-madrugada.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-201370874518301659</id><published>2011-10-30T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:45:16.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;AS VEZES TENHO MEDO DE VIVER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;OUTRAS, MEDO DE MORRER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;MAS O QUE ISTO IMPORTA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;NÃO SOU EU A AUTORA DA VIDA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;NÃO DAREI CONTINUIDADE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;A DOS QUE AQUI FICAREM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;DE SUAS VIDAS O VERDADEIRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;AUTOR CUIDARÁ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;E SE VIVER, O QUE FAREI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;LUTAREI PELOS FRACOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;AMPLIAREI MEUS CONHECIMENTOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;BUSCAREI A FELICIDADE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;TRABALHAREI SEM METAS OU OBJETIVOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;OU SEREI SIMPLESMENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;MAIS UMA PESSOA QUE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;POR AQUI PASSOU!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/201370874518301659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/10/medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/201370874518301659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/201370874518301659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/10/medo.html' title='MEDO'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-7884056575359888039</id><published>2011-03-26T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:42:13.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB79izs98L6X8OnGEIrWe3L-dgaP_4sE3cJ3UvcxS6kjuiMU3vquR4qC17eVkTw0AbEsdm5whkEnYbECsurhP0zv3oFMvIzqbqOM2p-MfCSP0BlakdbxQjHgg5QD6XRvLu5y_GGFsS8LM/s1600/IMG0091.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9OAlUXeJxp3WSgdQAd_h3hQ-EOHGMFnkI1Yr_RuXsIcOpktDpeOrXYUt2C4rfIYtJ-shTN1UrHYLTk4Av60URv7VcmcWa5ZPuNjKucx3KsxJI5-N8M2zilmYMrkCb5RQ0amWDX0ZIMw/s1600/IMG0039.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9OAlUXeJxp3WSgdQAd_h3hQ-EOHGMFnkI1Yr_RuXsIcOpktDpeOrXYUt2C4rfIYtJ-shTN1UrHYLTk4Av60URv7VcmcWa5ZPuNjKucx3KsxJI5-N8M2zilmYMrkCb5RQ0amWDX0ZIMw/s320/IMG0039.JPG&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DENTRO DO PEITO SÓ EMOÇÃO,&lt;br /&gt;
A LÚCIDA VERDADE,&lt;br /&gt;
TODO SENTIMENTO,&lt;br /&gt;
NUM SÓ BATER DO CORAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;
ALTOS PENSAMENTOS,&lt;br /&gt;
EM RITMO DE ORAÇÃO,&lt;br /&gt;
RIMAS QUE RIMAM,&lt;br /&gt;
TAIS COMO NOSSAS VIDAS,&lt;br /&gt;
CHORO BAIXINHO, ANSEIO&lt;br /&gt;
POR AFAGAR MÃOS REAIS.&lt;br /&gt;
AO LONGE AS SOMBRAS DO PÔR DO SOL,&lt;br /&gt;
E COM ELE A LUZ, O BRILHO,&lt;br /&gt;
DE TODO MEU AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;
SAUDADES? NÃO.&lt;br /&gt;
TRAGO-O NO MEU SEIO,&lt;br /&gt;
NA ALMA PROFUNDA&lt;br /&gt;
QUE UM DIA FOI VASTAMENTE PREENCHIDA,&lt;br /&gt;
COM UM AMOR VIBRANTE E QUENTE.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7884056575359888039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/dentro-do-peito-so-emocao-lucida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/7884056575359888039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/7884056575359888039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/dentro-do-peito-so-emocao-lucida.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9OAlUXeJxp3WSgdQAd_h3hQ-EOHGMFnkI1Yr_RuXsIcOpktDpeOrXYUt2C4rfIYtJ-shTN1UrHYLTk4Av60URv7VcmcWa5ZPuNjKucx3KsxJI5-N8M2zilmYMrkCb5RQ0amWDX0ZIMw/s72-c/IMG0039.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-6123291671527159484</id><published>2011-03-26T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:29:45.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYwdAThg84ahbU_TbpGv-TEv9fdullc4JY2wQqrSEMu0CEc_lpopJZvp-2uZY8OP1-z2Sqete5joFGbUfmH9BJbIOBNfNZS1FoCIfjkIop6p9hHgiI9mNn4cs2hejUbOrkX9WPGTmLKrM/s1600/IMG0044.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYwdAThg84ahbU_TbpGv-TEv9fdullc4JY2wQqrSEMu0CEc_lpopJZvp-2uZY8OP1-z2Sqete5joFGbUfmH9BJbIOBNfNZS1FoCIfjkIop6p9hHgiI9mNn4cs2hejUbOrkX9WPGTmLKrM/s200/IMG0044.JPG&quot; width=&quot;133&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;TRISTE DE QUEM NUNCA SENTIU O AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;
SENTIMENTO QUE TUDO ENVOLVE: EMOCIONAL, SIMBÓLICO, SOMÁTICO, SENSORIAL, CELULAR, ENFIM É UMA ENORME VARIEDADE DE SENTIDOS E NEM TODOS COM UMA EXPLICAÇÃO VERBAL POSSÍVEL.&lt;br /&gt;
PERDI O MEDO DE VIVER ESSA VIAGEM MARAVILHOSA QUE É O AMOR, PARA SER GRANDE, SER ÍNTEGRA, SER TOTAL.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6123291671527159484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/triste-de-quem-nunca-sentiu-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6123291671527159484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6123291671527159484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/triste-de-quem-nunca-sentiu-o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYwdAThg84ahbU_TbpGv-TEv9fdullc4JY2wQqrSEMu0CEc_lpopJZvp-2uZY8OP1-z2Sqete5joFGbUfmH9BJbIOBNfNZS1FoCIfjkIop6p9hHgiI9mNn4cs2hejUbOrkX9WPGTmLKrM/s72-c/IMG0044.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-9003562636522572025</id><published>2011-03-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:30:25.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGWk2P-JSc51o7GzFdkYsCmRSjlQdqYuOhaHv5Z0h_lKipT6yD72nGdWrXenzMTmsbvaJuN3JDY6-6hcph1IMErOx9sVCPKMeEqpng19Z5PEVLe57nCa4pcKbxTKem8Im2RMsKEqf6a6k/s1600/IMG0092.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGWk2P-JSc51o7GzFdkYsCmRSjlQdqYuOhaHv5Z0h_lKipT6yD72nGdWrXenzMTmsbvaJuN3JDY6-6hcph1IMErOx9sVCPKMeEqpng19Z5PEVLe57nCa4pcKbxTKem8Im2RMsKEqf6a6k/s320/IMG0092.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;LIBERDADE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;VOAR,SUBIR ENTRE AS NUVENS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;MERGULHAR AO FUNDO DO MAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;CANTAR, GRITAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;O MAIS NOBRE DOS SENTIMENTOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;A VIDA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;VIDAAA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;CAMINHAR, ENTRE AS NUVENS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;SENTIR,CHEIROS,AROMAS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;GOZO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;VARRER MAUS PENSAMENTOS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;BANI-LOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;VOLTAR AO ENTENDIMENTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;PORQUE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;PORQUE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;NÃO HÁ PORQUES, TÃO POUCO QUESTIONAMENTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;ACONTECEU, ACONTECE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;O CORAÇÃO A BATER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #351c75;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444;&quot;&gt;DESCOMPASADAMENT&lt;/span&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/9003562636522572025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/liberdade-voarsubir-entre-as-nuvens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/9003562636522572025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/9003562636522572025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/liberdade-voarsubir-entre-as-nuvens.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGWk2P-JSc51o7GzFdkYsCmRSjlQdqYuOhaHv5Z0h_lKipT6yD72nGdWrXenzMTmsbvaJuN3JDY6-6hcph1IMErOx9sVCPKMeEqpng19Z5PEVLe57nCa4pcKbxTKem8Im2RMsKEqf6a6k/s72-c/IMG0092.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-1578293153108926774</id><published>2011-03-26T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:15:47.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;205&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJj28NcwuxIBl0eyeTkmcUGzqNdv1A1DptF2OFXDH4q0qC4_aGIDKBF2GhNC7BsHboDR1gIOwLAvViRKb6_hy4zALFYTtjUEGewZrLWgqxqReM6FRfdAjrwiNu-5n8xSKTACK-CFN15dU/s320/image001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;QUEM ME DERA VOAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;NO VÉRTICE DO PENSAMENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;ENCONTRAR QUEM FIA A VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;E DIZER-LHE EM UM MOMENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;O QUANTO TEM SIDO DIFÍCIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A LIDA POR VIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A ANGÚSTIA TOMA O PEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;O INSENSÍVEL SENTIMENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;DE QUEM SEM FORÇAS SE ENCONTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;REVIRANDO NO LEITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;EM BUSCA DE RESPOSTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;QUE SÓ O AUTOR DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;PODE RESPONDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;AH! QUE TRISTEZA SINTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;AO PERCEBER A AGRURA DO INFINITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;RESVALANDO-SE EM MEU SER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;E O TEMPO PASSA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;HORA, MINUTO, SEGUNDO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;E EU FICANDO SEM ENTENDER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1578293153108926774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/quem-me-dera-voar-no-vertice-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/1578293153108926774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/1578293153108926774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/quem-me-dera-voar-no-vertice-do.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJj28NcwuxIBl0eyeTkmcUGzqNdv1A1DptF2OFXDH4q0qC4_aGIDKBF2GhNC7BsHboDR1gIOwLAvViRKb6_hy4zALFYTtjUEGewZrLWgqxqReM6FRfdAjrwiNu-5n8xSKTACK-CFN15dU/s72-c/image001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-7233286935880269674</id><published>2011-03-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:22:59.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;O vento que agora &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;sopra rumo ao norte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;levando nossos sonhos para lá?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trazendo o cheiro do bem querer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;o gosto do prazer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;que um dia há de sentir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;A brisa&amp;nbsp;ao&amp;nbsp;me tocar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;faz meu corpo deleitar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Querendo não te desejar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;É impossível conter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;só quero te encontrar e te conhecer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3155830273688602735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3155830273688602735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3155830273688602735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/amor.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi25WabtWUgLqvMYrHgb99szC2S2bEojrVwSSBY7ynShB4-1ysLz4wJzmrKDt1chBZwQxyXVBd4V-5VcTLJ6Vm8SWLBUf78hZIr-0cEM43V2Fz1vvd8UEmsx2SZfJryfRg_NWMQ-b0r6IM/s72-c/IMG0042.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-5547261624094793221</id><published>2011-03-14T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:48:21.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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SINTO QUE SOU A POETIZA POR TI ELEITA.&lt;br /&gt;
AQUELA QUE DIZ TUDO QUE SENTE.&lt;br /&gt;
QUE TEM INSPIRAÇÕES PURAS E PERFEITAS.&lt;br /&gt;
QUE REUNE NUM VERSO TODO AMOR ETERNO.&lt;br /&gt;
SONHO QUE MEU VERSO TEM CLARIDADE.&lt;br /&gt;
QUE ILUMINA ATÉ A ALMA.&lt;br /&gt;
AH! COMO MORRO DE SAUDADES, DESTA TAL POETIZA,&lt;br /&gt;
QUE NUNCA FOI ELEITA.&lt;br /&gt;
E QUANTO MAIS NO CÉU DA IMAGINAÇÃO VOU VOANDO,&lt;br /&gt;
AQUI NA TERRA VOU SONHANDO.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5547261624094793221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/sinto-que-sou-poetiza-por-ti-eleita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/5547261624094793221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/5547261624094793221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/sinto-que-sou-poetiza-por-ti-eleita.html' title=''/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvDaIFngYk01Ulm05lHgRmWHltu6Nn1qKrlt4uJ6h3mB6fQWFgIi7be7KtM_fks1ws8pePV84SEvIAHhtYBEsqIw1hyVUGS2EPMdi5nt3kcw_3AUVEqqiAA7KMYrhtaXGfSSjjFVxYcU/s72-c/IMG0059.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-6512922308170254493</id><published>2011-03-14T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:18:26.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O AMOR</title><content type='html'>QUANDO DECEPCIONADO E NINGUÉM MAIS TE INSPIRAR CONFIANÇA, OU FORES POR TODOS INCOMPREENDIDO, ACERCA-TE DE MIM, SOU JUSTA, LEAL, AMOROSA E SABEREI ENTENDER A PUREZA DE TUAS INTENÇÕES E AVALIAR ANOBREZA DOS TEUS SENTIMENTOS.&lt;br /&gt;
QUANDO DE TUDO DUVIDARES, VALE-TE: EU TE RECONDUZIREI À FELICIDADE.&lt;br /&gt;
SENTES AGORA QUERIDO, QUEM SOU? EU SOU O AMOR, DÁ-ME ENTÃO A TUA MÃO, ALMA-IRMÃ.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6512922308170254493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6512922308170254493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/6512922308170254493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-amor.html' title='O AMOR'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-3594828840525201979</id><published>2011-03-03T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:41:14.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpM-8mZkiS_L1e0N3VtHFi9XUzIXbhzjLtgZuePdD9wGoYljX9XvUSdryfK5g_LppaLgM-pGcsh-VoZYCnMi9MV4NZknY4KzpKk76cKymutFj4Sz2GEPSLlMqXiZkIlY9YdHNrZH9T8U/s1600/IMG0052.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; r6=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpM-8mZkiS_L1e0N3VtHFi9XUzIXbhzjLtgZuePdD9wGoYljX9XvUSdryfK5g_LppaLgM-pGcsh-VoZYCnMi9MV4NZknY4KzpKk76cKymutFj4Sz2GEPSLlMqXiZkIlY9YdHNrZH9T8U/s320/IMG0052.JPG&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Gostaria muito de compreender os sentimentos humanos, mas parece que passarei por esta vida sem compreendê-los. Será que não existe mais companheirismo, afeto, carinho, amor real, fraterno e espiritual, ou será que com apenas 45 anos sou antiquada demais? Hoje as pessoas convivem juntas, tem um relacionamento, nem todos claro, mas só existe uma sproximação quanto querem satisfazer suas necessidades fisiológicas, claro que também faz parte, mas isso não é tudo. Onde está o AMOR???&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3594828840525201979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/sentimentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3594828840525201979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3594828840525201979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/sentimentos.html' title='SENTIMENTOS'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqpM-8mZkiS_L1e0N3VtHFi9XUzIXbhzjLtgZuePdD9wGoYljX9XvUSdryfK5g_LppaLgM-pGcsh-VoZYCnMi9MV4NZknY4KzpKk76cKymutFj4Sz2GEPSLlMqXiZkIlY9YdHNrZH9T8U/s72-c/IMG0052.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-3784841782468549177</id><published>2011-02-28T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:06:12.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABANDONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;HOJE ENCONTREI UMA CRIANÇA NUM POSTO DE GASOLINA, ELE DEVIA TER UNS 9 OU 10 ANOS, OLHOS INCHADOS, UNHAS GRANDES E SUJAS, MAS ERA APENAS UMA CRIANÇA...INDAGUEI A UM FUNCIONÁRIO DO POSTO SOBRE AQUELE MENINO, E DISSE-ME QUE FICAVA ALI TODOS OS DIAS FAZENDO MALABARES PARA GANHAR UNS TROCADOS. CHAMEI-O E PERGUNTEI SE ESTUDAVA, DISSE-ME QUE ESTAVA NA 3ª SÉRIE, PERGUNTEI SE ELE ESTAVA COM FOME, A RESPOSTA FOI AFIRMATIVA, ENTÃO OFERECI-LHE UM LANCHE, CONTEI-LHE QUE SEMPRE QUIS TER UM FILHO,MAS QUE QUE DEUS HAVIA ME ABENÇOADO COM TRÊS FILHAS E SE ELE NÃO QUERIA VIR COMIGO,CLARO QUE ERA UM TESTE, QUERIA VER A SUA REAÇÃO. PRONTAMENTE ELE RESPONDEU: &quot;EU TENHO MÃE!&quot;. FIQUEI ATÔNITA,SENTI O CHÃO FUGIR DOS MEUS PÉS. ESTA CRIANÇA, ESTE MENINO AMA SUA MÃE, E SERÁ QUE ELA O AMA, ABANDONANDO-O NESTE MUNDO VIL? GUARDO EM MEU CORAÇÃO UM VERSÍCULO DA BÍBLIA QUE DIZ: &quot;PODE UMA MULHER ESQUECER-SE DO FILHO QUE AINDA MAMA, DE MODO QUE NÃO SE COMPADEÇA DO FILHO DO SEU VENTRE?MAS AINDA QUE ESTA SE ESQUECESSE, EU TODAVIA, NÃO ME ESQUECEREI DE TI.&quot; ISAÍAS 49:15&lt;br /&gt;
SENHOR, EU ROGO, PELA SUA INFINITA BONDADE E MISERICÓRDIA, SOBRE A VIDA DE TODOS AQUELES QUE SOFREM COM O ABANDONO SEJA ELE MORAL, SOCIAL OU FAMILIAR, AMPARA-OS E LIVRA-OS DE TODO MAL.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3784841782468549177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/02/abandono.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3784841782468549177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3784841782468549177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2011/02/abandono.html' title='ABANDONO'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-3083384789549783833</id><published>2010-02-28T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:16:02.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUEM ME DERA VOAR&lt;br /&gt;
NO VÉRTICE DO PENSAMENTO&lt;br /&gt;
ENCONTRAR QUEM FIA A VIDA&lt;br /&gt;
E DIZER-LHE EM UM MOMENTO&lt;br /&gt;
O QUANTO TEM SIDO DIFÍCIL&lt;br /&gt;
A LIDA POR VIVER&lt;br /&gt;
A ANGÚSTIA TOMA O PEITO,&lt;br /&gt;
O INSENSÍVEL SENTIMENTO, &lt;br /&gt;
DE QUEM SEM FORÇAS SE ENCONTRA, &lt;br /&gt;
REVIRANDO-SE NO LEITO &lt;br /&gt;
EM BUSCA DE RESPOSTAS,&lt;br /&gt;
QUE SOMENTE O AUTOR DA VIDA &lt;br /&gt;
PODE RESPONDER.&lt;br /&gt;
AH! QUE TRISTEZA QUE SINTO,&lt;br /&gt;
AO PERCEBER A AGRURA DO INFINITO,&lt;br /&gt;
RESVALANDO-SE EM MEU SER.&lt;br /&gt;
E O TEMPO PASSA,&lt;br /&gt;
HORA, MINUTO E SEGUNDO&lt;br /&gt;
E EU FICO SEM ENTENDER.&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3083384789549783833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/busca.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3083384789549783833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/3083384789549783833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/busca.html' title='BUSCA'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-7743962684263336577</id><published>2010-02-28T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:28:46.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOSSO EU</title><content type='html'>[i]ACORDO CEDO, MAS O CALOR FOI TANTO E DESEJO FICAR NA CAMA ATÉ MAIS TARDE, SABE AQUELA PREGUIÇA GOSTOSA QUE CHEGA QUANDO O TEMPO REFERESCA UM POUCO E O CORPO CONSEGUE RELAXAR E RESPIRAR, ERA ASSIM QUE EU ESTAVA ESTA MANHÃ, MAS NÃO DEU PRA ENROLAR MUITO, TINHA TANTAS COISAS PRÁ FAZER E SEM CARRO, QUE SACO! OLHA SÓ COMO NOS TORNAMOS DEPENDENTES DE UMA MÁQUINA, E QUANDO NÃO TINHA CARRO, NÃO RESOLVIA AS COISAS DE ÔNIBUS MESMO? A EXPERIÊNCIA É DELICIOSA, VOCÊ TEM CONTATO COM OUTRAS PESSOAS, CONVERSA, FAZ AMIZADES, MESMO QUE MOMENTÂNEAS. GANHEI ATÉ UM BEIJO COMO CUMPRIMENTO DE UMA MOÇA QUE ESTAVA NO ÔNIBUS, RELEMBRÁVAMOS AS NOSSA TRAVESSURAS DE CRIANÇA, SOBRE A AUSÊNCIA DE MALÍCIA QUE HAVIA ANTIGAMENTE, E TERMINAMOS QUESTIONANDO O QUE NOS É PERMITIDO OU NÃO. EXISTEM MUITOS DOGMAS, DOUTRINAS CRIADAS PELO HOMEM, EU ME SINTO LIVRE EM DEUS, POSSO ATÉ ENCONTRAR O MEU EU, PESSOA DA QUAL NÃO POSSO FUGIR, E ENCONTRAR A MESMA NATUREZA HUMANA QUE HÁ EM MIM, EM OUTROS, O ÓSCULO FOI UM PRESENTE.[photo]16093557[/photo][/i]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7743962684263336577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/nosso-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/7743962684263336577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/7743962684263336577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/nosso-eu.html' title='NOSSO EU'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346984511408224016.post-1555653171646080369</id><published>2010-02-21T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:46:30.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEVEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOoUcRZuaTy5IF9AhMtHWKbL6BUMN9-eHqLORs4RQSXH2HMU1RC6SqSSpIegboX0fBDwDR9sbLrR4CKbAKLDpni8T3CHzAzm_MmG4X8noJBIf311QGZu8DEv-KSQUZqXny2Kcf-3cgqI/s1600-h/IMG0314A.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440780452963180978&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOoUcRZuaTy5IF9AhMtHWKbL6BUMN9-eHqLORs4RQSXH2HMU1RC6SqSSpIegboX0fBDwDR9sbLrR4CKbAKLDpni8T3CHzAzm_MmG4X8noJBIf311QGZu8DEv-KSQUZqXny2Kcf-3cgqI/s400/IMG0314A.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: hand; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%;&quot;&gt;JÁ SENTIU VONTADE DE VOAR? LIVRE ,LEVE E SOLTO? QUEM NUNCA TEVE VONTADE? EU JÁ, E INÚMERAS VEZES. FINAL DE TARDE COLOCAMOS AS CADEIRAS NO CARRO E SEGUIMOS EM DIREÇÃO À PRAIA, NENHUMA EM ESPECÍFICO, MAS QUERÍAMOS SENTIR A BELEZA DA NATUREZA, A BRISA DO MAR A SOPRAR E AS ONDAS A NOS TOCAR. NÃO DEMORAMOS MUITO A CHEGAR, E LÁ ESTÁVAMOS DIANTE DE UMA BELEZA INIGUALÁVEL, CRIADA POR DEUS E MUITAS VEZES DEGRADADA PELO HOMEM. INSTALAMO-NOS PRÓXIMO A ÁGUA, PARA PODERMOS SENTIR NOSSOS PÉS MOLHADOS PELA DELICIOSA ÁGUA DO MAR, MAS FOMOS ALÉM, NÃO RESISTIMOS, TOCAMOS NA AREIA, E LOGO NOS VIMOS COMO CRIANÇAS A CONSTRUIR CASTELINHOS DE AREIA. MAS COMO TUDO QUE É BOM DURA POUCO, TÍNHAMOS QUE IR EMBORA, QUEM SABE OUTRO DIA RETORNAMOS PARA NOVAS EMOÇÕES E SENSAÇÕES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1555653171646080369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/leveza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/1555653171646080369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346984511408224016/posts/default/1555653171646080369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profnizeribeiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/leveza.html' title='LEVEZA'/><author><name>prof.nize ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16850322155914330534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpluLbup0XqDOtwLbqW39xmU9nqik1oWDG18QaACqGjmC8qRxweCojrBkpzdOssHxap94h3OtUYMGq5iIwKli7sssNalCVIRvFOfjjdS4Ss90vYdya5rzqLiE7ue6mZo/s220/100_3457a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOoUcRZuaTy5IF9AhMtHWKbL6BUMN9-eHqLORs4RQSXH2HMU1RC6SqSSpIegboX0fBDwDR9sbLrR4CKbAKLDpni8T3CHzAzm_MmG4X8noJBIf311QGZu8DEv-KSQUZqXny2Kcf-3cgqI/s72-c/IMG0314A.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>