<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302</id><updated>2016-08-05T09:33:37.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandra Lema</title><subtitle type='html'>Lo último que se pierde es la esperanza, la vida avanza y tu tienes que hacerlo con ella.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-3563153669506720685</id><published>2013-06-15T03:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-15T03:53:43.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellas , cada una más diferente aún que la anterior , cada una de ellas que aporta algo a mi vida , diversion , sueños , risas , maduré&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;z , desfase , confianza , cada una de ella tiene algo que me aporta y me hace ser quien soy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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&quot;¿que hubiese pasado si , hubiese seguido detras de el?&quot; , quien sabe , solo el destino lo sabe, el , es el único que puede hacerme la mujer mas feliz o la menos ....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5735384695465195441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5735384695465195441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/10/hay-momentos-en-la-vida-que-te-planteas.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-5556641292509932050</id><published>2012-10-28T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-28T09:03:53.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo que siento hacia ti es odio , odio porque con solo una mirada vuelves después de 2 años olvidado&lt;/strong&gt; …. , odio porque me haces feliz con solo una mirada, odio porque cada vez que veo una “señal” me emociono como una niña , odio porque solo tu presencia me hace sonreír , odio porque me despierto pensando que pasara hoy entre nosotros , odio porque quiero besarte , tocarte y no puedo odio porque lo que te quiero es lo que me provoca no poder tocarte , no hablarte , solo me permite mirarte , sabes también lo que siento miedo , miedo a que te estés riendo de mi , miedo a no olvidarte nunca , miedo a que en realidad esto sea una falsa , miedo a que siempre estés ahí y nunca pasa nada mas  , lo que siento por ti es rabia , rabia a que la gente me diga que tengo oportunidades , y que no pase nada , rabia porque cuando decido olvidarte , pasa algo …. y vuelves mas fuerte que nunca , rabia a que cuando  estoy con ganas de conquistarte pases de mi , pero sabes lo que tengo claro , que quien la sigue la consigue , y  de lo que estoy segura es que yo tarde o temprano te conquistare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-weight: normal; 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</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/6660763299283197254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/6660763299283197254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/09/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-3855471936044240767</id><published>2012-09-20T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-20T12:11:02.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pAEqGkL5NQ/UFtpV8Hn7XI/AAAAAAAACs4/ptKwni6vleY/s1600/DSC00676_crop.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;629&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pAEqGkL5NQ/UFtpV8Hn7XI/AAAAAAAACs4/ptKwni6vleY/s640/DSC00676_crop.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Sabes la vida avanza y yo quiero avanzar con ellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3855471936044240767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3855471936044240767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pAEqGkL5NQ/UFtpV8Hn7XI/AAAAAAAACs4/ptKwni6vleY/s72-c/DSC00676_crop.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-1989480901432693033</id><published>2012-08-27T07:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-27T07:02:37.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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el sufria sonrriendome , y eso sr acabo , por eso mientras tanto voy a hacerle feliz cada segundo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3228045831620360433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3228045831620360433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/08/durante-los-dos-ultimos-anos-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-6526356215922168329</id><published>2012-08-06T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-06T07:50:40.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eddOqdv0ToQ/UBqYz9lUauI/AAAAAAAACpk/L3i37qM539M/s1600/DSC02106-vert.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eddOqdv0ToQ/UBqYz9lUauI/AAAAAAAACpk/L3i37qM539M/s1600/DSC02106-vert.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buenos días princesa,he soñado toda la noche contigo,íbamos al cine y tú  llevabasaquél vestido rosa que me gusta tanto.Sólo pienso en ti princesa,pienso  siempre en ti,y ahora…&lt;/strong&gt;Buenos días, buenas tardes, buenas nochesquiero  darte.Contarte como me ha ido en el trabajo,y aburrirte.Cenar viendo una peli  sin rencores por besarte,y hacerte luego el amor,tantas veces como  aguante.Firmarnos de alegría, sin papeles de por medio.Discutir seguidamente y  encontrar siempre el remedio.Mirarnos a los ojos, cada uno es un extremo.El mar  y el cielo convirtiendo el mundo en nuestro.Despellejar toda tu ropa, mi  objetivo, tu desnudo.Bromear mordiéndote en la mejilla del culo.Observarte a mi  lado y examinar todas tus curvas,seguidamente el saboreo de toda tu carne  cruda.Sin dudar mis sentimientos, querernos hasta ancianos.Saciarnos con  placeres, despacito y con amor.Con esfuerzo incomparable, sin parar y sin  cansarnos.Las sábanas son olas, movidas por Poseidón.Llevarte al cine los  domingos.Recorrer España en moto.Tener que levantarme prontoy reparar los  cuadros rotos.Un beso nuestro es un regalo,entre nosotros y privado.Me encanta  decirte esta frasey es que estoy enamorado.Cada día te echo en falta,entre las  sábanas y almohadas.&lt;strong&gt;Das razones a mi vida y sin ti ya no encuentro nada&lt;/strong&gt;.He  llorado por nosotros aunque tú no me hayas visto.Tantas lágrimas perdidas entre  polvo de mi piso.Lo que Dios quiso, que no lo separe el hombre.Quiero volver a  discutir, tener un hijo,igual el nombre.Solo quiero ser feliz y que lo seas  junto a mí.Pedirte un día el matrimonio y sin dudar digas que si.Eres mi musa,  mi cuestión, mi razón…y… ¿qué soy yo?Comparable con mi vida, no se vivir sin  corazón.Y la razón de esta canción,ni la encuentro ni la busco.Sin intención de  reconquista……veinte mares los que surco.Como meses a tu lado, más pecados que  interfieren.Siento haber sido un humano……al que las situaciones hieren.Me  desvivo por tu aliento en la nucao bien mi boca, despellejando tantas rosas y  dejar la flora rota.La fauna hambrienta, el hambre tienta.Inspírame cuando la  mente esté sedienta.Pero los días alientan, contentan al esclavo,que no  escarmienta……y sigue queriendo un buen bocado…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Te echo de menos…princesa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5356231906368295186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5356231906368295186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/08/buenos-dias-princesahe-sonado-toda-la.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eddOqdv0ToQ/UBqYz9lUauI/AAAAAAAACpk/L3i37qM539M/s72-c/DSC02106-vert.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-4861659078021527681</id><published>2012-07-31T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T09:46:33.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;el tiempo pasa, las estaciones se suceden, llega el invierno, el frio, el  hielo...&lt;br /&gt;Todo queda blanco, sin color, triste. El mundo se divide en dos:  aquellos que saben disfrutar del invierno y aprecian su belleza, y aquellos que  solo viven en los recuerdos del verano. Yo estoy de la parte que disfruta, yo  siempre intento sacarle un lado bueno a todo. Por que vivir en los recuerdos del  pasado, pudiendo crear unos nuevos en el presente? ¿Que no puedes ir a la playa,  o que hace un dia de perros? Pues acostumbrate, todo es cuestión de intentarlo,  ¿Que no puedes llevar sandalias? Pues no las lleves. Para todo hay un tiempo.  Incluso hay tiempo para lo infinito. Aprovecha y saca todas tus chaquetas,  abrigos, pantalones gordos y guantes. Vistete de los colores mas bonitos que  puedas. Lleva colores rojos que destaquen con el blanco de la nieve. Sal a la  calle cuando nieve. Coje un café caliente y observa el mundo. Observa como la  gente que corre de arriba a abajo, deprisa, sin tiempo, apurados, estresados,  agobiados. Gente que piensa en los recuerdos, que no sonrien. Y luego fijate en  los que caminan lentamente, con tiempo, sonriendo, con un café en la mano y con  una bonita bufanda de color rojo. Elige un grupo. Siempre hay sitio para marchar  aunque no haya sitio donde ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1mc8G6Loq8/UBgL0fCfwDI/AAAAAAAACpQ/6LzPacSHq9M/s1600/imageCA6GY27S-vert.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1mc8G6Loq8/UBgL0fCfwDI/AAAAAAAACpQ/6LzPacSHq9M/s1600/imageCA6GY27S-vert.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/4861659078021527681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/4861659078021527681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/tiempo-pasa-las-estaciones-se-suceden.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1mc8G6Loq8/UBgL0fCfwDI/AAAAAAAACpQ/6LzPacSHq9M/s72-c/imageCA6GY27S-vert.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-6861640258732097066</id><published>2012-07-31T09:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T09:38:55.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: ES;&quot;&gt;Hay  momentos en la vida en que una sola decisión en un solo instante cambia  irremediablemente el curso de las cosas. Cuando decides disparar a alguien,  cuando decides quererlo o no quererlo, cuando decides tirar para adelante,  cuando decides mentir, traicionar, ocultar o cruzar la línea. Esa décima de  segundo podrá hacer girar todo al lado oscuro o inundarlo de luz, podrá hacer de  ti un héroe o un criminal, podrá llevarte al cielo o al infierno, pero siempre  será un lugar desde el cual no podrás volver atrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21gUOosfIOw/UBgKB2R2h-I/AAAAAAAACo4/0V4BztXLSpM/s1600/_DSC3829-vert.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21gUOosfIOw/UBgKB2R2h-I/AAAAAAAACo4/0V4BztXLSpM/s1600/_DSC3829-vert.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/6861640258732097066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/6861640258732097066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/hay-momentos-en-la-vida-en-que-una-sola.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21gUOosfIOw/UBgKB2R2h-I/AAAAAAAACo4/0V4BztXLSpM/s72-c/_DSC3829-vert.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-5228853798115128647</id><published>2012-07-30T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-30T12:48:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No , no es que no me importes, sino que a pesar de todo sonrío.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5228853798115128647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/5228853798115128647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/no-no-es-que-no-me-importes-sino-que.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-1683415206237748506</id><published>2012-07-30T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-30T12:31:45.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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&amp;nbsp;Mi objetivo es ser feliz , no perfecta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/1105375914342108960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/1105375914342108960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/blog-post_6601.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-7416368334428584583</id><published>2012-07-30T06:16:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-30T06:25:23.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: cyan;&quot;&gt;más cercanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; las echas de menos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/7416368334428584583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/7416368334428584583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRGHMbIXryc/UBaJKel-zEI/AAAAAAAACn8/9K9DF3ueHtE/s72-c/belen+sara-vert-vert.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-3949443234512073090</id><published>2012-07-29T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-29T14:37:11.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un día te levantas , y ves que lo que antes tenias a 10 minutos de tu casa ya no lo vas a tener nunca mas , en cuestion de&amp;nbsp;horas todo cambia , en cuestion de minutos todo cambia , en cuestion de segundo todo puede cambiar , di todas las cosas antes de que sea tarde , porque perder a esa persona que no te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;completa 100 por 100 , pero si un 95 por cien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt; y no poder decirle todo lo que querias es decir es una carga que la llevaras toda&amp;nbsp; la vida , a pesar de todo , vive y se feliz y afronta la vida tal y como es&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3949443234512073090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3949443234512073090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/blog-post_7778.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-7565864914736771165</id><published>2012-07-29T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-29T08:15:34.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff3366;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada vez que conoces a alguien tu vida cambia y, tanto  si te gusta como si no, nosotros nos hemos encontrado, yo he cambiado tu vida y  tu la mia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3970946652441822439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7617225015454342302/posts/default/3970946652441822439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandra-sandralema.blogspot.com/2012/07/blog-post_7774.html' title=''/><author><name>sandra lema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10866496324118151621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgphBoQyyWE/V6S_14VYGBI/AAAAAAAADt0/VtQzRgzeIHg2PdikwvZSROdjk6uoGq40ACK4B/s220/la%2Bfoto%2B%252839%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7617225015454342302.post-2147424563490451465</id><published>2012-07-29T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-29T07:58:07.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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