<?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/opensearch/1.1/' 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' gd:etag='W/&quot;CkEESHY7fCp7ImA9WhNXE08.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343</id><updated>2012-11-30T16:10:09.804-08:00</updated><title>Intensidade !</title><subtitle type='html'>"Quero ver você nervoso, inquieto,tenha amigos e digam muitas bobagens juntos. Não me conte seus segredos ... me faça massagem nas costas. Não fume, beba, chore, eleja algumas contravenções. Me rapte! Se nada disso funcionar ... experimente me amar!"  (Martha Medeiros)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ck4AQHYzfyp7ImA9WhJSFk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-3547020829577995035</id><published>2012-07-06T20:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-06T20:15:41.887-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-07-06T20:15:41.887-07:00</app:edited><title>Faz isso por mim, me escuta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="320" id="il_fi" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6cb_q_1nbk/TewYB2307LI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oQRh5mFolvo/s320/15.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como cansa ser eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como me cansa esse coração que grita tanto, ama tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;e que quer tantas coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;-Coração, qual é o seu problema ein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Porque você não se calma mais e para de colocar sentimento em tudo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Você com esse exagero, ainda vai fazer sua dona chorar muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Deixa de exigir tanto!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Se acalma. Faz isso por mim. Diz que vai parar com esses teus surtos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;essas tuas manias, desejos e loucuras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Faz isso por mim. Me escuta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/3547020829577995035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2012/07/faz-isso-por-mim-me-escuta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3547020829577995035?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3547020829577995035?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2012/07/faz-isso-por-mim-me-escuta.html' title='Faz isso por mim, me escuta!'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6cb_q_1nbk/TewYB2307LI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/oQRh5mFolvo/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEcFSHgzeip7ImA9WhRSEk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-3455421719838624618</id><published>2011-11-13T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:13:39.682-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-11-13T15:13:39.682-08:00</app:edited><title>Hoje até pensei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://betalove.zip.net/images/mulhe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Em ir à missa, mas desisti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não sei explicar, mas mesmo em casa, sozinha me veio algo aqui dentro inexplicável...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Uma força, uma Luz!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu posso falar com toda convicção: Jesus está aqui comigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/3455421719838624618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/11/hoje-ate-pensei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3455421719838624618?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3455421719838624618?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/11/hoje-ate-pensei.html' title='Hoje até pensei'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0UCQ3w5cSp7ImA9WhRSEk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5079812730264921341</id><published>2011-11-13T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:01:02.229-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-11-13T15:01:02.229-08:00</app:edited><title>Muitas vezes pedimos tanto,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/16909849/tumblr_ltw1pwDzRN1qep56go1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cobramos demais de Deus, mas estamos agradecendo-O pela vida, por a saúde, trabalho, por a família? Às vezes somos fracos e não reconhecemos isso! Mas Deus está ali, esperando um "Oi", "Bom dia", "Obrigado Senhor" e nem nos tocamos disso!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agradeçamos sempre, pois é Ele que nos proporciona tanta coisa boa,que nos abençoa, nos protege! Ele é o que dá suporte, que depois daquela dor, decepção nos fortifica.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com Ele passamos a pisar mais firmes no chão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5079812730264921341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/11/muitas-vezes-pedimos-tanto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5079812730264921341?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5079812730264921341?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/11/muitas-vezes-pedimos-tanto.html' title='Muitas vezes pedimos tanto,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEUER3o9eip7ImA9WhdbFEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-6075241350184162861</id><published>2011-10-12T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T16:30:06.462-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-12T16:30:06.462-07:00</app:edited><title>Louca é</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuwgloHX82s/TWHw_RUgH-I/AAAAAAAAAik/UsRVMoB6hPM/s1600/tumblr_lgd388Xs2Q1qgl13mo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amar desse jeito?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chorar assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ri demais?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ser muito sincera?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pois eu sou daquelas tipo desvairada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/6075241350184162861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/10/louca-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6075241350184162861?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6075241350184162861?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/10/louca-e.html' title='Louca é'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuwgloHX82s/TWHw_RUgH-I/AAAAAAAAAik/UsRVMoB6hPM/s72-c/tumblr_lgd388Xs2Q1qgl13mo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUMEQXs4fyp7ImA9WhdaEkg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-1491301891187934338</id><published>2011-10-12T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T20:16:40.537-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-21T20:16:40.537-07:00</app:edited><title>Não é fácil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF8peJZ2p2M/TjMhGRKB9CI/AAAAAAAAAOU/I_SP0VK_RrM/s1600/Tudo+cura+com+o+tempo%252C+mas+a%25CC%2580s+vezes+parece+que+meu+corac%25CC%25A7ao+perdeu+o+relo%25CC%2581gio+dele%25E2%2580%25A6+.png" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A correria não tem facilitado escrever aqui no blog, aliás teve dias que eu estava muito inspirada, abri o blog e não me deu vontade de escrever. Mas com o tempo vejo que é necessário extravasar as palavras, dar nome à&amp;nbsp;certas&amp;nbsp;coisas que acontecem comigo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cada dia estou aprendendo mais ou ao menos estou tentando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Se alguém me perguntar o que falar sobre a vida,&amp;nbsp;responderei&amp;nbsp;que não é nada fácil, não é mesmo. Não é fácil você ter que engolir sapos, cair, levantar, chorar e aprender. Não é fácil conviver com as pessoas e ser acusada de algo que não fez. Não é fácil manter-se firme, manter-se com equilíbrio. Não é fácil crescer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Na busca pelo&amp;nbsp;crescimento, erro, choro, maltrata, dói. É &amp;nbsp;preciso tudo isso. É &amp;nbsp;preciso estudar muito pra adquirir o conhecimento, é preciso trabalhar pra ter responsabilidade e saber o valor do dinheiro e o melhor jeito de empregá-lo. É &amp;nbsp;preciso tanta coisa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Que venham a correria do dia-a-dia, as decepções em minha vida, as conquistas, as alegrias. Quero VIVER muito apesar de não ser fácil, e o mais importante poder dar sempre o gosto em minhas histórias, ver sempre pelo lado bom para que assim eu veja como valeu a pena viver e quem as ler se encantar, se inspirarem e ver que a vida não é fácil, mas vale a pena tentar superar cada desafia que ela proporciona.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nada é fácil. Aí é que tá o gosto, o aprendizado, o choro, a felicidade. Agradeça a Deus pela sua vida e por Ele está contigo sempre pois é Ele que te levanta e coloca em tua vida Anjos que te dão o apoio, o companheirismo, o ombro amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/1491301891187934338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-e-facil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1491301891187934338?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1491301891187934338?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/10/nao-e-facil.html' title='Não é fácil!'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF8peJZ2p2M/TjMhGRKB9CI/AAAAAAAAAOU/I_SP0VK_RrM/s72-c/Tudo+cura+com+o+tempo%252C+mas+a%25CC%2580s+vezes+parece+que+meu+corac%25CC%25A7ao+perdeu+o+relo%25CC%2581gio+dele%25E2%2580%25A6+.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkcGRHwyfyp7ImA9WhdVE0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-2405151400842019518</id><published>2011-09-18T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T16:53:45.297-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-18T16:53:45.297-07:00</app:edited><title>Mas eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hg2QV3oO2TE/TOaWJfGJIcI/AAAAAAAABiE/WAxjWlj4HuY/s400/pittyy.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não sou obrigada a gostar de certas atitudes que vem de pessoas que estimo. Respeito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Agora dá um sorriso e fingir que está tudo bem. Sinto muito, mas isso não é de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/2405151400842019518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2405151400842019518?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2405151400842019518?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-eu.html' title='Mas eu'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hg2QV3oO2TE/TOaWJfGJIcI/AAAAAAAABiE/WAxjWlj4HuY/s72-c/pittyy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C08NRXwzcCp7ImA9WhdVE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-4364865071896795367</id><published>2011-09-17T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:24:54.288-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-17T16:24:54.288-07:00</app:edited><title>Para aliviar tudo isso,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw0pXi3UsuE/TRKWuAfQ1iI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A52bo8WsXrw/s1600/tumblr_ldcby8Tn7y1qc3c9zo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Só ligando o som no último volume e dançar as músicas que não possuem letra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aquelas bem pesadas. Porque só elas que me fazem curtir e esquecer de coisas melosas, às vezes estas abusam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por Hoje chega de romantismo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/4364865071896795367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/para-aliviar-tudo-isso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/4364865071896795367?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/4364865071896795367?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/para-aliviar-tudo-isso.html' title='Para aliviar tudo isso,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw0pXi3UsuE/TRKWuAfQ1iI/AAAAAAAAAPg/A52bo8WsXrw/s72-c/tumblr_ldcby8Tn7y1qc3c9zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEIEQXY5cSp7ImA9WhdVEU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-3691851111211686162</id><published>2011-09-15T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T14:35:00.829-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-15T14:35:00.829-07:00</app:edited><title>Amadurecer é sempre assim:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://meme.zenfs.com/u/67a156849679201a673b196b79c2b423786ea4ab.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dói, machuca, nos faz chorar... mas vale a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quem quer passar a vida toda com a mesma mentalidade?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo vem com um propósito, um objetivo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;estejamos atentos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aos sinais que a vida dá pra gente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há o momento de parar, repensar um pouco e ver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;que é preciso mudar muita coisa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amadurecer é isso!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/3691851111211686162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/amadurecer-e-sempre-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3691851111211686162?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3691851111211686162?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/amadurecer-e-sempre-assim.html' title='Amadurecer é sempre assim:'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEUNSHo6eip7ImA9WhdVEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-2271668675805546332</id><published>2011-09-14T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T17:24:59.412-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-14T17:24:59.412-07:00</app:edited><title>Nós dois...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://meme.zenfs.com/u/2ae13f98fd57cf92e9d6e81f129a2b2a30ac3033.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fomos abençoados com o que há de maior:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O Amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ele junto com a sabedoria que vem nos dando a força de seguir em frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Porque o Amor sempre há de ser maior do que qualquer problema,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;qualquer obstáculo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu te amo e pronto e ponto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nada mais a declarar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/2271668675805546332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nos-dois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2271668675805546332?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2271668675805546332?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nos-dois.html' title='Nós dois...'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C08ESX87eCp7ImA9WhdWGEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5565992674006594249</id><published>2011-09-12T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:36:48.100-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T08:36:48.100-07:00</app:edited><title>Obrigada Senhor,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sp6.fotolog.com/photo/22/17/55/laininnhasilva/1312858512527_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por não me&amp;nbsp;abandonar.&amp;nbsp;Diariamente me encher de bençãos. Me perdoar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obrigada pelas decepções, vitórias, dores, felicidades, pois são elas que me fazem chorar, rir e a cada dia me proporciona mais força e maturidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obrigada por permanecer em minha vida, ter pessoas que me amam, ter sonhos e a coragem para enfrentar&amp;nbsp;a vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te&amp;nbsp;agradeço, pois cada dia que passa tenho a convicção de que eu Sou Abençoada, pois sempre meu Senhor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu confio e Espero em Vós.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me abençoa sempre,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5565992674006594249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/obrigada-senhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5565992674006594249?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5565992674006594249?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/obrigada-senhor.html' title='Obrigada Senhor,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0UCSH4-eSp7ImA9WhdWFUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-7541610912264779740</id><published>2011-09-09T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:14:29.051-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-09T13:14:29.051-07:00</app:edited><title>As lições</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://meme.zenfs.com/u/7871877904772d7a01c26aa81c467490d0c2a090.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que a vida vem me dando, estão me deixando cada dia mais forte e certa de que não estou aqui à toa. Tenho muitas coisas pra fazer. Muita coisa pra viver. Lágrimas pra chorar. E amar ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho muitas missões &amp;nbsp;e o que mais quero é cumpri-las.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/7541610912264779740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-licoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/7541610912264779740?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/7541610912264779740?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-licoes.html' title='As lições'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUEARH4_eCp7ImA9WhdWFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5562868300342775232</id><published>2011-09-07T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:27:25.040-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-07T12:27:25.040-07:00</app:edited><title>Nessa vida,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFAbscF4hdc/TZFNemJE7yI/AAAAAAAABuk/IR55dxJZYGo/s400/36560d0f1d338caf6227808e169237efb73d65fb.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Precisamos nos preparar pra tudo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Haja força, haja esperança, haja oração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Haja fé pra dar todo o suporte a tantos hajas em nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5562868300342775232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nessa-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5562868300342775232?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5562868300342775232?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nessa-vida.html' title='Nessa vida,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFAbscF4hdc/TZFNemJE7yI/AAAAAAAABuk/IR55dxJZYGo/s72-c/36560d0f1d338caf6227808e169237efb73d65fb.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0IDQno4fyp7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-816325762414419942</id><published>2011-09-06T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:46:13.437-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:46:13.437-07:00</app:edited><title>O que me deixa mais viva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img height="299" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS9kEhacdwef52dGwAG1trB_wCNddGAIGhWoPn7vvQ1l4uVyw9T" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;É o Amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor por minha vida, por Deus, minha família, por pessoas que me dão força, que me amam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor por meus alunos, por a Biologia, por tudo que eu faço.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O Amor me deixa forte, mais perto de Deus!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/816325762414419942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-que-me-deixa-mais-viva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/816325762414419942?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/816325762414419942?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-que-me-deixa-mais-viva.html' title='O que me deixa mais viva'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EEQ30zfSp7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-6229753714656090682</id><published>2011-09-06T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:46:42.385-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:46:42.385-07:00</app:edited><title>Não sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="275" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmck5h43ZO1qind4mo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Como será amanhã.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não sei se estarei com essa mesma força, esperança, essa alegria em mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas quero permanecer com meu espírito vivo e com sede de crescimento, de amor! É o que necessito nesse momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/6229753714656090682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6229753714656090682?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6229753714656090682?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-sei.html' title='Não sei'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EAQHk_eyp7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5293582420904104126</id><published>2011-09-04T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:47:21.743-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:47:21.743-07:00</app:edited><title>E,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9oHbazL_u84/TWkBzcb0RuI/AAAAAAAACp4/RpQwr3mgZ6Q/s320/OgAAAI2rEUBa9PzyI79MY6t4ZCizY1CcbP3akDIaqUJexc85UWGjP2e2bqLAWEUGUuXUvL2-dNmmeekbiZ6KL8fdLggAm1T1UHXie2C2I19J4YSOx4Ii6JqixVmB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Assim é a vida: cheia de surpresas, cheia de descobertas... Muitas dessas nos faz rir, chorar, querer sumir ou se mostrar de vez.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando surpresas e descobertas baterem em sua porta sejam elas boas ou ruins, faça questão de ter a presença de Deus em sua vida, porque só Ele pra dar a força e te abençoar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5293582420904104126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5293582420904104126?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5293582420904104126?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/09/e.html' title='E,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9oHbazL_u84/TWkBzcb0RuI/AAAAAAAACp4/RpQwr3mgZ6Q/s72-c/OgAAAI2rEUBa9PzyI79MY6t4ZCizY1CcbP3akDIaqUJexc85UWGjP2e2bqLAWEUGUuXUvL2-dNmmeekbiZ6KL8fdLggAm1T1UHXie2C2I19J4YSOx4Ii6JqixVmB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EDQn09eyp7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-2942442986918357829</id><published>2011-08-20T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:47:53.363-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:47:53.363-07:00</app:edited><title>Orgulho de Ser Nordestino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAxp57L2XpQ/TeTmOCtuMmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yhESEPF6_Hw/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Além da seca ferrenha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Do chão batido e da brenha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;O meu nordeste tem brio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Quer conhecer então venha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Que eu vou te mostrar a senha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Do coração do brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;São nove estados na raiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Todos com banho de praia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Num céu de anil e calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;São nove estados unidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Crescentes fortalecidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Onde o brasil começou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;E hoje no calcanhar da ciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Formam uma grande potência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Irrigando o chão que secou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;É verdade que a seca inda deixa sequela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas foi aprendendo com ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Que o nosso nordeste ganhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Deixou de viver de uma vez de esmola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;E foi descobrindo na escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;A grandeza do nosso valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero é cantar o nordeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Que é grande e que cresce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;E você não conhece doutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;De um povo guerreiro, festivo e ordeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;De um povo tão trabalhador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Por isso não pise, viaje e pesquise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Conheça de perto esse chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Só pra ver que o nordeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Agora é quem veste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;É quem veste de orgulho a nação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Flávio José)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/2942442986918357829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/orgulho-de-ser-nordestino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2942442986918357829?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2942442986918357829?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/orgulho-de-ser-nordestino.html' title='Orgulho de Ser Nordestino'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAxp57L2XpQ/TeTmOCtuMmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yhESEPF6_Hw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0ENRXgzeip7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-2153661606065989814</id><published>2011-08-13T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:48:14.682-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:48:14.682-07:00</app:edited><title></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PF73uMZsIQs/TI5bqNAe5uI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/fYeYYB-9X9Y/s1600/tumblr_l5tsz1TEh01qb3qnyo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Diante de tantos momentos bons ao teu lado, não tem como não dizer que eu amo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amo tudo que há entre a gente. Amo nossas brincadeiras, nossas conversas, nossos beijos, abraços, nossos planos, nossas besteiras ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Temos algo que nem sabemos definir ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nos encaixamos e pronto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isso basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vamos vivendo sem saber &amp;nbsp;direito isso tudo, nem precisamos de definições,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;porque estas são poucas e desnecessárias pra gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/2153661606065989814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/diante-de-tantos-momentos-bons-ao-teu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2153661606065989814?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/2153661606065989814?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/diante-de-tantos-momentos-bons-ao-teu.html' title=''/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PF73uMZsIQs/TI5bqNAe5uI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/fYeYYB-9X9Y/s72-c/tumblr_l5tsz1TEh01qb3qnyo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0ABSHg_eip7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-1386293048793136455</id><published>2011-08-13T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:49:19.642-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:49:19.642-07:00</app:edited><title>Crescer ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="350" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4Lo-HBVCEQ/TdGlDauUQEI/AAAAAAAADss/iMrkaKzmE9I/s400/tumblr_ll6pdw3cjv1qfj4fdo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Com um tempo, a gente vai aprendendo com os erros da vida a superar as dificuldades e a se fortalecer com elas, com isso crescemos. &amp;nbsp;Cresce nossa visão de mundo, sobre pessoas, relacionamentos, profissão ... enfim, amadurecemos! E crescer muitas vezes dói, mas é necessário, é preciso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Busque sempre crescer no valor, nos sentimentos, na fé, crescer no espírito, sua mente. Esteja apto (a) às mudanças, aos desafios, ao descobrimento de coisas que nos fazem maiores e melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Caminho assim ... porque é dessa maneira que conseguirei o que desejo, marcarei as pessoas e as farei felizes. Como diz o inesquecível Caio Fernando Abreu :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'E quem se arrebenta de tanto existir, vive pra esbanjar sorrisos e flashes da eternidade.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/1386293048793136455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/crescer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1386293048793136455?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1386293048793136455?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/08/crescer.html' title='Crescer ...'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4Lo-HBVCEQ/TdGlDauUQEI/AAAAAAAADss/iMrkaKzmE9I/s72-c/tumblr_ll6pdw3cjv1qfj4fdo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUMFRXg-cCp7ImA9WhdSFEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5555342816067252747</id><published>2011-07-23T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:23:34.658-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-23T16:23:34.658-07:00</app:edited><title>O que te disse,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5f3c7aorxUk/TiQZZkslDWI/AAAAAAAAAag/slanR93v9Hw/s400/1307836055749_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aconteceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fui com mil palavras pra destroçá-lo e voltei totalmente desarmada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Mariana R.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5555342816067252747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-te-disse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5555342816067252747?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5555342816067252747?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-te-disse.html' title='O que te disse,'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5f3c7aorxUk/TiQZZkslDWI/AAAAAAAAAag/slanR93v9Hw/s72-c/1307836055749_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEEDSH8-cCp7ImA9WhdSFEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-8710494721521059682</id><published>2011-07-23T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T10:37:59.158-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-23T10:37:59.158-07:00</app:edited><title>A moça</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAEClf4hi1cRuPRYkNR_wgIPwwI0fHxoZbuTSnfoyNG9i80YXqOgSzt4GovAXIvIPi4K62bCubPF74ZneZfxgulsAm1T1UMqCrw7KUDNyOS05QBRvdSwS0wPc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAEClf4hi1cRuPRYkNR_wgIPwwI0fHxoZbuTSnfoyNG9i80YXqOgSzt4GovAXIvIPi4K62bCubPF74ZneZfxgulsAm1T1UMqCrw7KUDNyOS05QBRvdSwS0wPc.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Estou prestes a contar-lhes uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;historia baseada em fatos reais, consumada e arquivado na memória de quem sabe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;de quem estou falando, mas aos curiosos, basta entendê-la e conhecê-la, como a “Moça”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;Até porque quem cruza seu caminho, jamais esquece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Havia num pequeno mundo, uma menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;com uma hiperatividade aos montes, cercada de inocência e certo desprezo pelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;regras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;No entanto, era esperta e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;inteligente até demais para a aquela idade. Um tanto intuitiva e muitas vezes assertiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;Aprendeste a ler e a ensinar às bonecas e as paredes a arte de estudar e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;aprender, a menina, que aos poucos deixava de ser uma, carregava no sangue o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;dom de lecionar. Num certo espaço de tempo, a menina, ou melhor, a menina-moça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;trocava a boneca pelos amigos, e os ensinava desde matemática até ensino religioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;( Espírito, espírito que desce como fogo, ênfase num certo aluno chamado “ Alisson”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;E foi assim que a menina moça, ou melhor, a moça, crescera e se tornava o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;tanto aspirava quando criança. Não só o espírito da menina crescera, mas ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;como um todo se tornava uma pessoa com caráter forte, com um espírito gigante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;com a beleza de uma grega e permanecia como quando menina, quando moça e quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;mulher com a fé inabalável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A moça ainda vive, com a certeza de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;quem sabe o quer, quando quer e como conseguir, cercada de desejos e sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;ela os tenta concretizar,&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;e algumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;vezes cai, levante , cai, levanta e vence, com a destreza de quem sabe ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;decidido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a moça é ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andalus, serif;"&gt;(Emerson Iago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/8710494721521059682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/moca_9385.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/8710494721521059682?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/8710494721521059682?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/moca_9385.html' title='A moça'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08ERH05eSp7ImA9WhdWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-4945091570503972592</id><published>2011-07-22T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:50:05.321-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-06T14:50:05.321-07:00</app:edited><title>Planejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldy5cqaIwJ1qdgeceo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te deixar aos cacos com minhas palavras, mas no fim, eu que me acabo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Como pode meu Deus esse amor me deixar tão desorientada, tão sem chão?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Mariana R.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/4945091570503972592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/planejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/4945091570503972592?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/4945091570503972592?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/planejo.html' title='Planejo'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DE8AQHczeSp7ImA9WhdSEEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-6335200795639959079</id><published>2011-07-19T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:34:01.981-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-19T10:34:01.981-07:00</app:edited><title>Ela o ama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rqhD3Gtv9DQ/Thyw5VudIPI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/18lgJxwPAOY/s400/blog-summer-tumblr_lew76li5ea1qduq95o1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E isso está muito claro, porque ela se permite, se entrega de tal forma que só quem ama muito pode se entregar, mesmo sabendo tudo ou nada sobre ele.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ela continua porque o ama. Ela o ama por isso continua. É o seu ciclo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Mariana R.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/6335200795639959079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/ela-o-ama.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6335200795639959079?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/6335200795639959079?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/ela-o-ama.html' title='Ela o ama.'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rqhD3Gtv9DQ/Thyw5VudIPI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/18lgJxwPAOY/s72-c/blog-summer-tumblr_lew76li5ea1qduq95o1_500%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUQEQ3Y_cCp7ImA9WhdTFE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-1350673558127570389</id><published>2011-07-11T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:01:42.848-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-11T11:01:42.848-07:00</app:edited><title>Tenho um Amor imenso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRjr_9xmO10ypNqGp2x72IRmbbIy3YA0Y8pvGlvs60gzmIR64FHkA&amp;amp;t=1" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dentro de mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem nos meus maiores dias de inspirações conseguiria descrevê-lo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então paro por qui.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/1350673558127570389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/tenho-um-amor-imenso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1350673558127570389?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/1350673558127570389?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/tenho-um-amor-imenso.html' title='Tenho um Amor imenso'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08BRXw-fip7ImA9WhdTEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-5103565755518879046</id><published>2011-07-07T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T06:37:34.256-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-07T06:37:34.256-07:00</app:edited><title>Gosto de surpreender.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QYfe6p9t8Do/TDumOwcPPKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-pv-Et_tWSg/s1600/428ae7862fcee6c26288eb3a07a0c9eeee167b46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Esse negócio de ficar na&amp;nbsp;mesmice, não é comigo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gosto de ver o impacto, de causar impacto e de senti-lo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo fica mais alucinante, mais divertido, mais gostoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;( Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/5103565755518879046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/gosto-de-surpreender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5103565755518879046?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/5103565755518879046?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/gosto-de-surpreender.html' title='Gosto de surpreender.'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QYfe6p9t8Do/TDumOwcPPKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-pv-Et_tWSg/s72-c/428ae7862fcee6c26288eb3a07a0c9eeee167b46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUACSXg4fyp7ImA9WhZaF0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154400534847072343.post-3499653426832583779</id><published>2011-07-03T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:49:28.637-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-07-03T19:49:28.637-07:00</app:edited><title>Fazer o quê Se eu gosto é do exagero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://meme.zenfs.com/u/143948b402c14dcca222739d402719787116a56c.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nem minha raiva presta pouca, porque ela passa rapidinho, aí fica sem graça. Até o desespero tem que ser grande, pra eu chorar muito, muito mesmo e depois rir de tudo. E se tratando de amar, eu não economizo nada, sou mão aberta! Amo muito, mas minha liberdade é imensa, é bem forte em mim. E existe &amp;nbsp;só uma coisa pouca: a vontade de querer mudar esse espetáculo aqui dentro, porque sou eu protagonista! Sou &amp;nbsp;que decido o que deve ser mais gostoso e exagerado no meu mundo, eu gosto é assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;( Janaína Bacurau)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/feeds/3499653426832583779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/fazer-o-que-se-eu-gosto-e-do-exagero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3499653426832583779?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154400534847072343/posts/default/3499653426832583779?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janainamariabacurau.blogspot.com/2011/07/fazer-o-que-se-eu-gosto-e-do-exagero.html' title='Fazer o quê Se eu gosto é do exagero?'/><author><name>"Tenho um coração que quase me engole..."</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04531102772902946037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofubEPd4YwQ/T_engYdiL5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_DxH3hfLtzY/s220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>