<?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-150324399618686519</id><updated>2024-09-27T18:15:34.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;O Livro dos Dias&quot;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-1037124451696849780</id><published>2012-03-28T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-28T06:56:41.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As vezes o que a gente quer não é o melhor para nós...nós simplesmente queremos!&lt;br /&gt;
Nessa hora você precisa parar, respirar profunda e calmamente e pensar...pensar detalhadamente na situação, até chegar no entendimento de que aquilo, a curto, médio ou longo prazo, não será bom para você. Tendo a consciência disso, você pode parar de querer, ou apenas aprender a conviver com o &quot;não ter&quot;, até o dia em que finalmente deixará de querer...ou talvez você queira até o último dia de sua vida! &lt;br /&gt;
A questão é ter a consciência do porque isso não pode, não deve ou simplesmente não é seu, pelo menos não como você gostaria que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;
Você pode também conseguir o que tanto quer e aprender da pior forma possível o porque aquilo não deveria ser seu. Pode ser que você viva o resto de seus dias esperando que aquilo mude, se torne não só seu, mas como você gostaria que fosse...em vão. Ou talvez não. Você pode conseguir aquilo e cansar, se convencer de que estava errado...ou pode conseguir e realmente as coisas mudarem e tudo ser como você sempre quis.&lt;br /&gt;
Enfim, é tudo tão incerto e relativo...o meu conselho é o seguinte: siga o caminho que fizer o seu coração vibrar mais, mas se frequentemente cairem lágrimas causadas por sentimentos ruins (mágoa, raiva, decepção, nojo, vergonha, etc.) atenção! Você está no caminho errado!&lt;br /&gt;
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Seja feliz, &lt;b&gt;de verdade!&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/1037124451696849780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2012/03/as-vezes-o-que-gente-quer-nao-e-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/1037124451696849780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/1037124451696849780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2012/03/as-vezes-o-que-gente-quer-nao-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-8032349005695997675</id><published>2011-10-19T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T09:39:07.783-07:00</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/AVvXsEgMRTM5x4fa6Ew0QD2azciBl1F72sAKNC0YrUvD7W9hjJnbtm4Nfppe-6RUd-W3fQ_55UPnbHTURmz2Os5nW6Mv_55pEPC1QNyq9FMZGiD2E1bxRTrPB77jpT84J90MRhPTjmUVPQEOXOg/s1600/Estar-sozinho-e-solit%25C3%25A1rio.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;188&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMRTM5x4fa6Ew0QD2azciBl1F72sAKNC0YrUvD7W9hjJnbtm4Nfppe-6RUd-W3fQ_55UPnbHTURmz2Os5nW6Mv_55pEPC1QNyq9FMZGiD2E1bxRTrPB77jpT84J90MRhPTjmUVPQEOXOg/s320/Estar-sozinho-e-solit%25C3%25A1rio.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Um dia tudo isso vai acabar...&lt;br /&gt;
E entao, o que restará?&lt;br /&gt;
O sorriso no rosto,&lt;br /&gt;
Aquele brilho no olho,&lt;br /&gt;
O beijo gostoso,&lt;br /&gt;
As provocações,&lt;br /&gt;
O abraço apertado...&lt;br /&gt;
Tudo terá perdido forma &lt;br /&gt;
Pra se tornar lembrança...&lt;br /&gt;
Tudo na vida tem um preço,&lt;br /&gt;
O segredo é fazer as escolhas certas...&lt;br /&gt;
Você não precisa ter razão,&lt;br /&gt;
Basta ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;
A questão é,&lt;br /&gt;
Você realmente sabe como?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/8032349005695997675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-dia-tudo-isso-vai-acabar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/8032349005695997675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/8032349005695997675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-dia-tudo-isso-vai-acabar.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMRTM5x4fa6Ew0QD2azciBl1F72sAKNC0YrUvD7W9hjJnbtm4Nfppe-6RUd-W3fQ_55UPnbHTURmz2Os5nW6Mv_55pEPC1QNyq9FMZGiD2E1bxRTrPB77jpT84J90MRhPTjmUVPQEOXOg/s72-c/Estar-sozinho-e-solit%25C3%25A1rio.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-287402039139094808</id><published>2011-06-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T09:28:54.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</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/AVvXsEhIvUalB0sa5FOF78x5lWtzHF-RzKSHQSwFYtZUkQMSKn57k7S3FcD_6ZSpdsYlSoBd0Oo-k8LCELC8txAn7gBmJdbaTjYi6cavsIpgelnQOn9yyCzS41ejvs5fdWyxoMGUqqciK88Z63o/s1600/125656_Papel-de-Parede-Amor-eterno_1280x800.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIvUalB0sa5FOF78x5lWtzHF-RzKSHQSwFYtZUkQMSKn57k7S3FcD_6ZSpdsYlSoBd0Oo-k8LCELC8txAn7gBmJdbaTjYi6cavsIpgelnQOn9yyCzS41ejvs5fdWyxoMGUqqciK88Z63o/s320/125656_Papel-de-Parede-Amor-eterno_1280x800.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor...&lt;br /&gt;
Amar incondicionalmente,&lt;br /&gt;
Mais do que á si próprio...&lt;br /&gt;
Será uma benção ou um castigo?&lt;br /&gt;
Ver o seu rosto em todo lugar&lt;br /&gt;
E querer estar contigo á cada instante;&lt;br /&gt;
Sentir no ar&lt;br /&gt;
E em cada centímetro do meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;
Que sem você eu não sou nada,&lt;br /&gt;
Eu não existo,&lt;br /&gt;
Sou só mais um peso morto&lt;br /&gt;
Que se arrasta com o passar dos tempos,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas sem nunca deixar de te amar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;L. Steil&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/287402039139094808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/287402039139094808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/287402039139094808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIvUalB0sa5FOF78x5lWtzHF-RzKSHQSwFYtZUkQMSKn57k7S3FcD_6ZSpdsYlSoBd0Oo-k8LCELC8txAn7gBmJdbaTjYi6cavsIpgelnQOn9yyCzS41ejvs5fdWyxoMGUqqciK88Z63o/s72-c/125656_Papel-de-Parede-Amor-eterno_1280x800.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-1914028780359472851</id><published>2011-06-25T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:38:21.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentir</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/AVvXsEjloBena6a1rf2gqcJnjPwLbDGypy6Tjo63JPFN71OaXuQNVbjpx35G54gJS86mV_efukEH_oR3PHtK3nsNb3VBq8IKhzHVM35XX2yQ1WgWwzgXdWDBkeAHL_wQuzekO61fPF6qGagEPgM/s1600/ARRUINADO.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;245&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjloBena6a1rf2gqcJnjPwLbDGypy6Tjo63JPFN71OaXuQNVbjpx35G54gJS86mV_efukEH_oR3PHtK3nsNb3VBq8IKhzHVM35XX2yQ1WgWwzgXdWDBkeAHL_wQuzekO61fPF6qGagEPgM/s320/ARRUINADO.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A verdade pode doer muito,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas a mentira costuma ser uma ferida fatal...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
L. Steil</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/1914028780359472851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/mentir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/1914028780359472851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/1914028780359472851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/mentir.html' title='Mentir'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjloBena6a1rf2gqcJnjPwLbDGypy6Tjo63JPFN71OaXuQNVbjpx35G54gJS86mV_efukEH_oR3PHtK3nsNb3VBq8IKhzHVM35XX2yQ1WgWwzgXdWDBkeAHL_wQuzekO61fPF6qGagEPgM/s72-c/ARRUINADO.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-6508676933319110607</id><published>2011-06-24T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:27:48.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim inacabado</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/AVvXsEgdyVXqJj8nTSWd5aD4eMLZtOfvYDsWFq69V_fT9b8gnP9oHL3fI3N8hxMru52dqRl4u0K703Bed6sGw_RbhS6KGupGbHiTfupalKvpgVGn3ackeE3CM39M2P-T1TFpIN3aYMmOqpcO-D4/s1600/Fim-de-namoro.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;220&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyVXqJj8nTSWd5aD4eMLZtOfvYDsWFq69V_fT9b8gnP9oHL3fI3N8hxMru52dqRl4u0K703Bed6sGw_RbhS6KGupGbHiTfupalKvpgVGn3ackeE3CM39M2P-T1TFpIN3aYMmOqpcO-D4/s320/Fim-de-namoro.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ainda lembro de tudo o que passou...&lt;br /&gt;
No telefone as fotos de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;
E um tempo que se foi...&lt;br /&gt;
Eu fiz promessas,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas você também...&lt;br /&gt;
No meu quarto eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;
As marcas que deixou,&lt;br /&gt;
Será que ainda tem tudo que eu te dei?&lt;br /&gt;
As praças ainda guardam marcas do nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;
Daquele tempo em que tudo era bom...&lt;br /&gt;
Por quê foi mesmo que tudo acabou?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
L. Steil</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/feeds/6508676933319110607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/fim-inacabado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/6508676933319110607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150324399618686519/posts/default/6508676933319110607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lsteil.blogspot.com/2011/06/fim-inacabado.html' title='Fim inacabado'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyVXqJj8nTSWd5aD4eMLZtOfvYDsWFq69V_fT9b8gnP9oHL3fI3N8hxMru52dqRl4u0K703Bed6sGw_RbhS6KGupGbHiTfupalKvpgVGn3ackeE3CM39M2P-T1TFpIN3aYMmOqpcO-D4/s72-c/Fim-de-namoro.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150324399618686519.post-3724108539318001953</id><published>2011-06-24T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:41:51.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A morte</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/AVvXsEgxTPMkptrF9aGu7REj-eACS-bGiDfzUxutMF_S7xzoyQd53S5wYKgZNYAjEy7dDCNExX7UnGVNRQVR12EH37Jt0BjSe_DSx6OZAH5ZkmvI1ImE2DSngzhJmy18mNNFWtarHtU6A5tNs64/s1600/A-costa-da-Morte.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxTPMkptrF9aGu7REj-eACS-bGiDfzUxutMF_S7xzoyQd53S5wYKgZNYAjEy7dDCNExX7UnGVNRQVR12EH37Jt0BjSe_DSx6OZAH5ZkmvI1ImE2DSngzhJmy18mNNFWtarHtU6A5tNs64/s320/A-costa-da-Morte.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Cada segundo vivido é&lt;br /&gt;
Um segundo programado de&lt;br /&gt;
Um ciclo de emoções diversas,&lt;br /&gt;
E que tem sempre o mesmo fim...&lt;br /&gt;
A morte!&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esse teu jogo não vai levar à nada,&lt;br /&gt;
Só me causa dor...&lt;br /&gt;
Você se alimenta do sangue de quem te ama&lt;br /&gt;
E faz te querer cada vez mais...&lt;br /&gt;
Deve ser bom estar no poder,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que será de você&lt;br /&gt;
Se eu morrer?&lt;br /&gt;
Me deixe em paz só um segundo&lt;br /&gt;
Que eu acho alguém pra me salvar...&lt;br /&gt;
Não vou fazer parte do seu mundo,&lt;br /&gt;
Acho que vou me matar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lembranças sempre ficam, do que se vai...&lt;br /&gt;
Saudade dos momentos que passaram,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas nunda foram esquecidos&lt;br /&gt;
E nem serão.&lt;br /&gt;
Despedidas sempre doem...&lt;br /&gt;
O sentimento de que alguma coisa nos falta;&lt;br /&gt;
Um vazio que nada é capaz de completar...&lt;br /&gt;
Esse sentimento me consome agora,&lt;br /&gt;
E eu sigo sem rumo nem caminho certo,&lt;br /&gt;
Só sigo em frente...sem parar!&lt;br /&gt;
Despedidas sempre doem...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que daqui pra frente&lt;br /&gt;
Estejamos sempre juntos,&lt;br /&gt;
E que seja como for&lt;br /&gt;
Contemos um com o outro,&lt;br /&gt;
Contra tudo e contra todos,&lt;br /&gt;
Pra sempre...&lt;br /&gt;
Que juntos sejamos, não um, mas dois;&lt;br /&gt;
Dois corações, duas cabeças, duas almas...&lt;br /&gt;
Juntos seremos ainda mais fortes,&lt;br /&gt;
Imbatíveis,&lt;br /&gt;
Juntos seremos felizes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem sabe um dia, estaremos juntos de novo,&lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia, estaremos juntos ainda...&lt;br /&gt;
E quem sabe um dia, os pensamentos sejam os mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;
Ou continuem sendo os mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas ao pensarmos igual, &lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia, tudo seja diferente...&lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia eu possa dizer tudo que quero,&lt;br /&gt;
E você possa ter tudo que quer,&lt;br /&gt;
Mesmo  não sendo como sempre pensou,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas melhor do que jamais sonhou...&lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia estaremos juntos de novo,&lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia estaremos juntos ainda,&lt;br /&gt;
Quem sabe um dia estaremos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;
Pra sempre!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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