<?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: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-1303088043588952779</id><updated>2012-02-20T10:38:26.528-08:00</updated><category term='Zibia Gasparetto'/><category term='Albert Camus'/><category term='Albert Einstein'/><category term='Fernanda Werbicky'/><category term='Fernanda Mello'/><category term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><category term='Charlie Brown Jr.'/><category term='Filme 28 Dias'/><category term='Mario Quintana'/><category term='Tati Bernardi'/><category term='Zezum'/><category term='Frejat'/><category term='Augusto Cury'/><category term='Carlos Ruiz Zafón'/><category term='Marco Bortoleto'/><category term='Charles Chaplin'/><category term='Fernando Pessoa'/><category term='Vladimir Maiakoviski'/><category term='ALVARO DE CAMPOS'/><category term='Jorge Drexler'/><category term='Flora Figueiredo'/><category term='Santo Agostinho'/><category term='O Teatro Magico'/><category term='Atitudes a Aprender Com os Gatos'/><category term='Fernando Sabino'/><category term='O Som do Coração'/><category term='Balão Mágico'/><category term='Marcelo Camelo'/><category term='Walt Disney'/><category term='Friedrich Nietzsche'/><category term='Sabedoria Canina'/><category term='Sartre'/><category term='Vinícius de Morais'/><category term='William Shakespeare'/><category term='Wagner Moura'/><category term='Gabriel Garcia Márquez'/><category term='Provérbio Russo'/><category term='Paulinho Moska'/><category term='Soren Kiekegaard'/><category term='Carol Rivers'/><category term='Randolph S. 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Para realmente possuir uma mulher, é preciso pensar como ela, e a primeira coisa a fazer é ganhar a sua alma. O resto, o doce e fofo embrulho que nos faz perder os sentidos e a virtude, vem por acréscimo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5183349877088163046?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5183349877088163046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-coracao-da-mulher-e-um-labirinto-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5183349877088163046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5183349877088163046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-coracao-da-mulher-e-um-labirinto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4iXJm9pjh8/T0KTHkQV6kI/AAAAAAAAC28/yMU5gg76XAU/s72-c/getting-dressed-lace-man-seductive-sensual-Favim.com-309812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3211722254286693107</id><published>2012-02-18T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T06:31:09.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena Kolody'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjkzAZH3v7g/Tz-1-hHOjxI/AAAAAAAAC2w/WkTp3wL_zCw/s1600/4790379379_8bf55cba25_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjkzAZH3v7g/Tz-1-hHOjxI/AAAAAAAAC2w/WkTp3wL_zCw/s320/4790379379_8bf55cba25_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710482938174279442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Concede-me, Senhor, a graça de ser boa,&lt;br /&gt;de ser o coração singelo que perdoa,&lt;br /&gt;a solícita mão que espalha, sem medidas,&lt;br /&gt;estrelas pela noite escura de outras vidas&lt;br /&gt;e tira d’alma alheia o espinho que magoa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3211722254286693107?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3211722254286693107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/concede-me-senhor-graca-de-ser-boa-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3211722254286693107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3211722254286693107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/concede-me-senhor-graca-de-ser-boa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjkzAZH3v7g/Tz-1-hHOjxI/AAAAAAAAC2w/WkTp3wL_zCw/s72-c/4790379379_8bf55cba25_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5782887006047803620</id><published>2012-02-18T06:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T06:21:57.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarissa Corrêa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhQweT-_vJk/Tz-z9a5U3DI/AAAAAAAAC2k/cPtTcylkS-0/s1600/20090122115504_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhQweT-_vJk/Tz-z9a5U3DI/AAAAAAAAC2k/cPtTcylkS-0/s320/20090122115504_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710480720302234674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prefiro esbanjar emoções. Mesmo que doa. Mesmo que, um dia, eu possa me arrepender. Meus arrependimentos duram pouco, alguma coisa me cutuca e diz olha, que bom que você fez. Que bom que você teve coragem. Que bom que você sente. Que bom que você tenta. Tentar é se arriscar. E tudo na vida tem metade de chance de dar certo. E a outra metade? De dar errado. Mas não é poupando que você saberá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5782887006047803620?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5782887006047803620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/prefiro-esbanjar-emocoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5782887006047803620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5782887006047803620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/prefiro-esbanjar-emocoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhQweT-_vJk/Tz-z9a5U3DI/AAAAAAAAC2k/cPtTcylkS-0/s72-c/20090122115504_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2144746407945476243</id><published>2012-02-15T23:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T23:55:03.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aghata Paredes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmmKSuRJl60/Tzy2RY2I_1I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/jDSqmTS1MQA/s1600/401488_186232718143939_121318744635337_253394_1749042006_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmmKSuRJl60/Tzy2RY2I_1I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/jDSqmTS1MQA/s320/401488_186232718143939_121318744635337_253394_1749042006_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709638837442510674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vontade de trazer todos aqueles que fazem diferença na minha vida pra perto. E mandar os que não fazem pro-raio-que-o-parta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2144746407945476243?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2144746407945476243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/vontade-de-trazer-todos-aqueles-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2144746407945476243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2144746407945476243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/vontade-de-trazer-todos-aqueles-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmmKSuRJl60/Tzy2RY2I_1I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/jDSqmTS1MQA/s72-c/401488_186232718143939_121318744635337_253394_1749042006_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4259631412111869611</id><published>2012-02-15T23:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T23:45:43.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9bzEPwPFY/Tzy0GWn1TpI/AAAAAAAAC2M/2Tj-3NrPwZw/s1600/417380_191625574271320_121318744635337_263127_958157783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9bzEPwPFY/Tzy0GWn1TpI/AAAAAAAAC2M/2Tj-3NrPwZw/s320/417380_191625574271320_121318744635337_263127_958157783_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709636448843812498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Não tenho vergonha de dizer que estou triste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não dessa tristeza ignominiosa dos que, em vez de se matarem, fazem poemas:&lt;br /&gt;Estou triste por que vocês são burros e feios&lt;br /&gt;E não morrem nunca…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4259631412111869611?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4259631412111869611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/nao-tenho-vergonha-de-dizer-que-estou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4259631412111869611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4259631412111869611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/nao-tenho-vergonha-de-dizer-que-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9bzEPwPFY/Tzy0GWn1TpI/AAAAAAAAC2M/2Tj-3NrPwZw/s72-c/417380_191625574271320_121318744635337_263127_958157783_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7226620388404367067</id><published>2012-02-15T11:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T11:07:14.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wagner Moura'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Im_zIQNin_g/TzwCIDc16WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/Ud-E0c8J0a0/s1600/1286768982963_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Im_zIQNin_g/TzwCIDc16WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/Ud-E0c8J0a0/s320/1286768982963_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709440764987435362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"O casamento é uma instituição moderníssima. Hoje, nada mais obriga duas pessoas a estarem juntas, a não ser o amor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7226620388404367067?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7226620388404367067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-casamento-e-uma-instituicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7226620388404367067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7226620388404367067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-casamento-e-uma-instituicao.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Im_zIQNin_g/TzwCIDc16WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/Ud-E0c8J0a0/s72-c/1286768982963_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1520795732284309042</id><published>2012-02-13T17:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:46:44.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uF8lufqhNA/Tzm8_ofmlOI/AAAAAAAAC10/DnLxa0XyIYk/s1600/421849_190556854378192_121318744635337_260526_293970109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uF8lufqhNA/Tzm8_ofmlOI/AAAAAAAAC10/DnLxa0XyIYk/s320/421849_190556854378192_121318744635337_260526_293970109_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708801804056564962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Você seria só mais um dos chicletes que masco para distrair o dia se não viesse com a capacidade incrível de recuperar o sabor o tempo todo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1520795732284309042?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1520795732284309042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/voce-seria-so-mais-um-dos-chicletes-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1520795732284309042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1520795732284309042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/voce-seria-so-mais-um-dos-chicletes-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uF8lufqhNA/Tzm8_ofmlOI/AAAAAAAAC10/DnLxa0XyIYk/s72-c/421849_190556854378192_121318744635337_260526_293970109_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7066794215252820313</id><published>2012-02-11T03:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T03:55:31.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Twain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmiyYK4T2g0/TzZXKyvbS3I/AAAAAAAAC1o/wCeWIBslIcA/s1600/d4596f25952f90ea5e2e2b1b6e7bbd493693de61.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmiyYK4T2g0/TzZXKyvbS3I/AAAAAAAAC1o/wCeWIBslIcA/s320/d4596f25952f90ea5e2e2b1b6e7bbd493693de61.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707845420669684594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daqui a alguns anos você estará mais arrependido pelas coisas que não fez do que pelas que fez. Então solte suas amarras. Afaste-se do porto seguro. Agarre o vento em suas velas. Explore. Sonhe. Descubra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7066794215252820313?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7066794215252820313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/daqui-alguns-anos-voce-estara-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7066794215252820313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7066794215252820313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/daqui-alguns-anos-voce-estara-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmiyYK4T2g0/TzZXKyvbS3I/AAAAAAAAC1o/wCeWIBslIcA/s72-c/d4596f25952f90ea5e2e2b1b6e7bbd493693de61.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7259350648153499676</id><published>2012-02-11T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T02:20:35.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel Garcia Marquez'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIefh3vA8Nc/TzZA6fnSKUI/AAAAAAAAC1c/8KzFK0VqJmU/s1600/418181_185104808256730_121318744635337_250950_122100759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIefh3vA8Nc/TzZA6fnSKUI/AAAAAAAAC1c/8KzFK0VqJmU/s320/418181_185104808256730_121318744635337_250950_122100759_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707820951401539906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Eu sou o homem mais tímido do mundo. E sou também o mais gentil. Quanto a isto não aceito discordância. Qual minha maior fraqueza? Hummm. Meu coração. No sentido emocional-sentimental. Se eu fosse mulher, sempre diria sim. Eu preciso muito ser amado. Meu grande problema é ser amado cada vez mais, e é por isso que eu escrevo. Sou um ninfomaníaco do coração.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7259350648153499676?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7259350648153499676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/eu-sou-o-homem-mais-timido-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7259350648153499676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7259350648153499676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/eu-sou-o-homem-mais-timido-do-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIefh3vA8Nc/TzZA6fnSKUI/AAAAAAAAC1c/8KzFK0VqJmU/s72-c/418181_185104808256730_121318744635337_250950_122100759_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4301490473061697180</id><published>2012-02-09T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T23:58:55.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balão Mágico'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5M160hzOn_g/TzTOMEHncPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/XLms9sr6G54/s1600/Favim.com-36895_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5M160hzOn_g/TzTOMEHncPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/XLms9sr6G54/s320/Favim.com-36895_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707413334444699890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se enamora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem vê você chegar com tantas cores&lt;br /&gt;E vê você passar perto das flores&lt;br /&gt;Parece que elas querem te roubar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4301490473061697180?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4301490473061697180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/se-enamora-quem-ve-voce-chegar-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4301490473061697180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4301490473061697180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/se-enamora-quem-ve-voce-chegar-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5M160hzOn_g/TzTOMEHncPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/XLms9sr6G54/s72-c/Favim.com-36895_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2268686843198956912</id><published>2012-02-04T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:51:25.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcuAjghQ6xY/Ty03tzvlUOI/AAAAAAAAC04/C48zXybNySI/s1600/tumblr_lyqh62JfIw1qgkmrwo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcuAjghQ6xY/Ty03tzvlUOI/AAAAAAAAC04/C48zXybNySI/s320/tumblr_lyqh62JfIw1qgkmrwo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705277563071713506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E da próxima vez que a gente se encontrar, vou pedir para o relógio do mundo dar uma paradinha, só pra esticar esse tempo de abraço que fez meu coração pulsar de um jeito que jamais nenhum outro fará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2268686843198956912?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2268686843198956912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-da-proxima-vez-que-gente-se-encontrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2268686843198956912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2268686843198956912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-da-proxima-vez-que-gente-se-encontrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcuAjghQ6xY/Ty03tzvlUOI/AAAAAAAAC04/C48zXybNySI/s72-c/tumblr_lyqh62JfIw1qgkmrwo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6108604329617966839</id><published>2012-02-04T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:45:10.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD7p8cjEYnc/Ty02VMa8SsI/AAAAAAAAC0s/piejaOPY5kY/s1600/tumblr_lxdulx2uQA1r5cuu2o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD7p8cjEYnc/Ty02VMa8SsI/AAAAAAAAC0s/piejaOPY5kY/s320/tumblr_lxdulx2uQA1r5cuu2o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705276040687667906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Se você perceber qualquer tipo de constrangimento, não repare, eu não tenho pudores mas, não raro, sofro de timidez. E note bem: não sou agressiva, mas defensiva. Impaciente onde você vê ousadia. Falta de coragem onde você pensa que é sensatez. Mas mesmo assim, sempre pinta um momento qualquer em que eu esqueço todos os conselhos e sigo por caminhos escuros. Estranhos desertos.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6108604329617966839?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6108604329617966839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/se-voce-perceber-qualquer-tipo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6108604329617966839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6108604329617966839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/se-voce-perceber-qualquer-tipo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD7p8cjEYnc/Ty02VMa8SsI/AAAAAAAAC0s/piejaOPY5kY/s72-c/tumblr_lxdulx2uQA1r5cuu2o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6742289374577844604</id><published>2012-02-04T05:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:10:14.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8g7pQY7z04/Ty0uKdYjq7I/AAAAAAAAC0g/6bUlVZcPOhs/s1600/424241_222925244466447_100002469205288_485284_454934200_n_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8g7pQY7z04/Ty0uKdYjq7I/AAAAAAAAC0g/6bUlVZcPOhs/s320/424241_222925244466447_100002469205288_485284_454934200_n_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705267060169485234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Você pode não ser o primeiro homem dela, o último homem dela ou o único homem dela. Ela amou antes, pode ser que ela ame de novo. Mas se ela se ama agora, o que mais importa? Ela não é perfeita - você também não é, e vocês dois podem nunca ser perfeitos juntos, mas se ela te faz rir, te faz pensar duas vezes, e admite ser humana e cometer erros, segure-se a ela e dê a ela o máximo que você puder. Ela pode não estar pensando em você a cada segundo do dia, mas ela te dará uma parte dela que ela sabe que você pode quebrar - o coração dela. Então não machuque ela, não mude ela, não analise e não espere mais do que ela pode dar. Sorria quando ela te fizer feliz, diga a ela quando ela te deixar com raiva, e sinta a falta dela quando ela não estiver por perto.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6742289374577844604?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6742289374577844604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/voce-pode-nao-ser-o-primeiro-homem-dela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6742289374577844604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6742289374577844604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/voce-pode-nao-ser-o-primeiro-homem-dela.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8g7pQY7z04/Ty0uKdYjq7I/AAAAAAAAC0g/6bUlVZcPOhs/s72-c/424241_222925244466447_100002469205288_485284_454934200_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5405762446188285428</id><published>2012-02-04T05:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:07:12.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuihyP3MsEk/Ty0tcRYMtrI/AAAAAAAAC0U/uTMognsbMOc/s1600/423873_184403514993526_121318744635337_249738_2058198935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuihyP3MsEk/Ty0tcRYMtrI/AAAAAAAAC0U/uTMognsbMOc/s320/423873_184403514993526_121318744635337_249738_2058198935_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705266266672772786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O que desejamos não se diz, se arde. Saber ser feliz é se deliciar com bobagens e lembranças, brincadeiras e com a proximidade do corpo. Não deixar o corpo ser apenas um corpo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5405762446188285428?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5405762446188285428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-que-desejamos-nao-se-diz-se-arde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5405762446188285428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5405762446188285428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-que-desejamos-nao-se-diz-se-arde.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nuihyP3MsEk/Ty0tcRYMtrI/AAAAAAAAC0U/uTMognsbMOc/s72-c/423873_184403514993526_121318744635337_249738_2058198935_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6395748059074778381</id><published>2012-02-04T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T05:02:30.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Young'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_E2RYUtWRw/Ty0sWCxshDI/AAAAAAAAC0I/bF7RaFHXGBw/s1600/420194_183322058435005_121318744635337_247989_2140407252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_E2RYUtWRw/Ty0sWCxshDI/AAAAAAAAC0I/bF7RaFHXGBw/s320/420194_183322058435005_121318744635337_247989_2140407252_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705265060162339890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar bem e feliz é uma questão de escolha e não de sorte ou mero acaso. É estar perto das pessoas que amamos, que nos fazem bem e que nos querem bem. É saber evitar tudo aquilo que nos incomoda ou faz mal, não hesitando em usar o bom senso, a maturidade obtida com experiências passadas ou mesmo nossa sensibilidade para isso. É distanciar-se de falsidade, inveja e mentiras. Evitar sentimentos corrosivos como o rancor, a raiva, e as mágoas que nos tiram noites de sono e em nada afetam as pessoas responsáveis por causá-los. É valorizar as palavras verdadeiras e os sentimentos sinceros que a nós são destinados. E saber ignorar, de forma mais fina e elegante possível, aqueles que dizem as coisas da boca para fora ou cujas palavras e caráter nunca valeram um milésimo do tempo que você perdeu ao escutá-las.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6395748059074778381?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6395748059074778381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/estar-bem-e-feliz-e-uma-questao-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6395748059074778381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6395748059074778381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/estar-bem-e-feliz-e-uma-questao-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_E2RYUtWRw/Ty0sWCxshDI/AAAAAAAAC0I/bF7RaFHXGBw/s72-c/420194_183322058435005_121318744635337_247989_2140407252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2991168770912038142</id><published>2012-02-04T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T04:54:16.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody Allen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEc6XU3PlI0/Ty0qZJxU6ZI/AAAAAAAACz8/bLl5LKPhAKI/s1600/418213_185148354919042_121318744635337_250986_788813720_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEc6XU3PlI0/Ty0qZJxU6ZI/AAAAAAAACz8/bLl5LKPhAKI/s320/418213_185148354919042_121318744635337_250986_788813720_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705262914556193170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sexo alivia as tensões. Amor as causa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: center;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2991168770912038142?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2991168770912038142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/sexo-alivia-as-tensoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2991168770912038142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2991168770912038142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/02/sexo-alivia-as-tensoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEc6XU3PlI0/Ty0qZJxU6ZI/AAAAAAAACz8/bLl5LKPhAKI/s72-c/418213_185148354919042_121318744635337_250986_788813720_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5452350715981142253</id><published>2012-01-15T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:30:40.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Teatro Magico'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxVb5TStEMA/TxKOiuTU_7I/AAAAAAAACzw/xWLXj5OD100/s1600/409161_174853959281815_121318744635337_228963_955472621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxVb5TStEMA/TxKOiuTU_7I/AAAAAAAACzw/xWLXj5OD100/s320/409161_174853959281815_121318744635337_228963_955472621_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697773205772894130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Metade de mim&lt;br /&gt;Agora é assim&lt;br /&gt;De um lado a poesia o verbo a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Do outro a luta, a força e a coragem pra chegar no fim&lt;br /&gt;E o fim é belo incerto... depende de como você vê&lt;br /&gt;O novo, o credo,&lt;br /&gt; a fé que você deposita em você e só...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5452350715981142253?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5452350715981142253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/01/metade-de-mim-agora-e-assim-de-um-lado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5452350715981142253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5452350715981142253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2012/01/metade-de-mim-agora-e-assim-de-um-lado.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxVb5TStEMA/TxKOiuTU_7I/AAAAAAAACzw/xWLXj5OD100/s72-c/409161_174853959281815_121318744635337_228963_955472621_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2421933706667133055</id><published>2011-11-30T14:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:57:47.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Wbyi7j02Ms/Tta04JO7RJI/AAAAAAAACzM/DtKoW-e4VsU/s1600/2727545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Wbyi7j02Ms/Tta04JO7RJI/AAAAAAAACzM/DtKoW-e4VsU/s320/2727545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680926856618656914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2421933706667133055?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2421933706667133055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2421933706667133055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2421933706667133055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Wbyi7j02Ms/Tta04JO7RJI/AAAAAAAACzM/DtKoW-e4VsU/s72-c/2727545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2436695462480711410</id><published>2011-11-14T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:37:29.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walt Disney'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7NY21M9DGqs/TsDTQPF46PI/AAAAAAAACzA/gzwfvxQ143g/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7NY21M9DGqs/TsDTQPF46PI/AAAAAAAACzA/gzwfvxQ143g/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674767806369425650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“E assim, depois de muito esperar, num dia como outro qualquer, decidi triunfar…Decidi não esperar as oportunidades e sim, eu mesmo buscá-las. Decidi ver cada problema como uma oportunidade de encontrar uma solução. Decidi ver cada deserto como uma possibilidade de encontrar um oásis. Decidi ver cada noite como um mistério a resolver. Decidi ver cada dia como uma nova oportunidade de ser feliz.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2436695462480711410?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2436695462480711410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-assim-depois-de-muito-esperar-num-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2436695462480711410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2436695462480711410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-assim-depois-de-muito-esperar-num-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7NY21M9DGqs/TsDTQPF46PI/AAAAAAAACzA/gzwfvxQ143g/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5341640207795074097</id><published>2011-11-14T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:33:56.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZujlBeKvT1Y/TsDSbOgNDHI/AAAAAAAACy0/4M1mHVfJthM/s1600/karl-lagerfeld-vampires-0311-4-de7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZujlBeKvT1Y/TsDSbOgNDHI/AAAAAAAACy0/4M1mHVfJthM/s320/karl-lagerfeld-vampires-0311-4-de7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674766895678295154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eu não acredito em gnomos ou duendes, mas vampiros existem. Fique ligado, eles podem estar numa sala de bate-papo virtual, no balcão de um bar, no estacionamento de um shopping. Vampiros e vampiras aproximam-se com uma conversa fiada, pedem seu telefone, ligam no outro dia, convidam para um cinema. Quando você menos espera, está entregando a eles seu rico pescocinho e mais. Este "mais" você vai acabar descobrindo o que é com o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Vampiros tratam você muito bem, têm muita cultura, presença de espírito e conhecimento da vida. Você fica certo que conheceu uma pessoa especial. Custa a se dar conta de que eles são vampiros, parecem gente. Até que começam a sugar você. Sugam todinho o seu amor, sugam sua confiança, sugam sua tolerância, sugam sua fé, sugam seu tempo, sugam suas ilusões. Vampiros deixam você murchinha, chupam até a última gota. Um belo dia você descobre que nunca recebeu nada em troca, que amou pelos dois, que foi sempre um ombro amigo, que sempre esteve à disposição, e sofreu tão solitariamente que hoje se encontra aí, mais carniça do que carne.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma historinha de terror que se repete ano após ano, por séculos. Relações vampirescas: o morcegão surge com uma carinha de fome e cansaço, como se não tivesse dormido a noite toda, e você se oferece para uma conversa, um abraço, uma força. Aí ele se revitaliza e bate as asinhas. Acontece em São Paulo, Manaus, Recife, Florianópolis, em todo lugar, não só na Transilvânia. E ocorre também entre amigos, entre colegas de trabalho, entre familiares, não só nas relações de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Doe sangue para hospitais. Dê seu sangue por um projeto de vida, por um sonho. Mas não doe para aqueles que sempre, sempre, sempre vão lhe pedir mais e lhe retribuir jamais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5341640207795074097?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5341640207795074097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-nao-acredito-em-gnomos-ou-duendes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5341640207795074097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5341640207795074097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-nao-acredito-em-gnomos-ou-duendes.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZujlBeKvT1Y/TsDSbOgNDHI/AAAAAAAACy0/4M1mHVfJthM/s72-c/karl-lagerfeld-vampires-0311-4-de7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1646894527287417383</id><published>2011-11-14T00:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T14:38:21.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='André Gonçalves'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wovhq4_kG4/TsDRriNn1xI/AAAAAAAACyc/uzKIoTykzE4/s1600/379668_146157372151474_121318744635337_160911_963329456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wovhq4_kG4/TsDRriNn1xI/AAAAAAAACyc/uzKIoTykzE4/s320/379668_146157372151474_121318744635337_160911_963329456_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674766076335347474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraço: 1. Habitat natural do carinho; 2. Base alimentar de animal popularmente chamado de amor; 3. Porto seguro; 4. Prozac natural; 5. Beijo de umbigos; 6. Transfusão de afeto; 7. Ato de envelopar quem se ama; 8. Espantalho de saudades; 9. Felicidade cheia de braços; 10. Abrigo anti-aéreo; 11. Antônimo de longe.(Ex.: "Vem, moça de abril, e me dá um abraço com seu sorriso e me leva pra bem longe da saudade de quem um dia ainda vamos ser.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1646894527287417383?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1646894527287417383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/abraco-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1646894527287417383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1646894527287417383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/11/abraco-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wovhq4_kG4/TsDRriNn1xI/AAAAAAAACyc/uzKIoTykzE4/s72-c/379668_146157372151474_121318744635337_160911_963329456_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5086633789652823052</id><published>2011-10-30T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T04:17:52.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Então Charlie Brown o que é amor pra você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2r5j-ybGyk/Tq0yMGCl0pI/AAAAAAAACyQ/IUY46jRr_qU/s1600/Lucy_and_Charlie_Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2r5j-ybGyk/Tq0yMGCl0pI/AAAAAAAACyQ/IUY46jRr_qU/s320/Lucy_and_Charlie_Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669242689290621586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Em 1987 meu pai tinha um carro azul&lt;br /&gt;- Mas o que isso tem a ver com amor?&lt;br /&gt;- Bom, acontece que todos os dias ele dava carona pra uma moça.&lt;br /&gt;Ele  saía do carro, abria a porta pra ela, quando ela entrava ele fechava a  porta, dava a volta pelo carro e quando ele ia abrir a porta pra entrar,  ela apertava a tranca.&lt;br /&gt;Ela ficava fazendo caretas e os dois morriam de  rir .&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;..acho que isso é amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5086633789652823052?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5086633789652823052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/entao-charlie-brown-o-que-e-amor-pra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5086633789652823052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5086633789652823052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/entao-charlie-brown-o-que-e-amor-pra.html' title='- Então Charlie Brown o que é amor pra você?'/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2r5j-ybGyk/Tq0yMGCl0pI/AAAAAAAACyQ/IUY46jRr_qU/s72-c/Lucy_and_Charlie_Brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6132189434266396940</id><published>2011-10-30T04:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T04:11:49.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_1Lvy27FRY/Tq0wzGiVh9I/AAAAAAAACx4/U3XgQHIF3LQ/s1600/couple-happy-love-lovers-pampb-Favim.com-102032_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_1Lvy27FRY/Tq0wzGiVh9I/AAAAAAAACx4/U3XgQHIF3LQ/s320/couple-happy-love-lovers-pampb-Favim.com-102032_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669241160415414226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liga não, as pessoas são assim mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Umas são o que são, outras fingem que são,  algumas pensam que são, tem as que querem ser, as que não conseguem ser,  e as que vão ser…&lt;br /&gt;E tem muito mais, acredito.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a melhor de todas elas, são as que sãoe ainda nos fazem ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6132189434266396940?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6132189434266396940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/liga-nao-as-pessoas-sao-assim-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6132189434266396940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6132189434266396940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/liga-nao-as-pessoas-sao-assim-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_1Lvy27FRY/Tq0wzGiVh9I/AAAAAAAACx4/U3XgQHIF3LQ/s72-c/couple-happy-love-lovers-pampb-Favim.com-102032_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6617007792328406290</id><published>2011-10-30T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T04:07:40.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainha de Copas - Alice no País das maravilhas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGx2jF22iFY/Tq0vpSF6IyI/AAAAAAAACxs/40-7ayfJLpY/s1600/29143_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGx2jF22iFY/Tq0vpSF6IyI/AAAAAAAACxs/40-7ayfJLpY/s320/29143_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669239892207084322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Um dia me disseram que'quanto mais alto o vôo, maior a queda'. Eu custo a acreditar nisso…&lt;br /&gt;Porque na verdade nunca tive medo de voar.&lt;br /&gt;E talvez esse ditado popular fosse uma maneira de conseguir oprimir desejos e planos otimistas. Eu vivo o hoje, mesmo que pense no amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixo de viver nunca por causa do medo de cair ou dar com a cara no muro.&lt;br /&gt;Realidade demais para você? Pra mim não, porque no meu reino sonho vira realidade, sim.&lt;br /&gt;E voar é para os que tem asase não para qualquer um.Aqui, quanto mais alto o vôo, mais bela a vista".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6617007792328406290?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6617007792328406290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-dia-me-disseram-quequanto-mais-alto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6617007792328406290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6617007792328406290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/um-dia-me-disseram-quequanto-mais-alto.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGx2jF22iFY/Tq0vpSF6IyI/AAAAAAAACxs/40-7ayfJLpY/s72-c/29143_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7814159765438743481</id><published>2011-10-30T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T04:04:44.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priscila Rôde'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vN3m8p3kC4w/Tq0vLQlCBGI/AAAAAAAACxU/N2ua-PcURQE/s1600/4687142170_d2552aefff_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vN3m8p3kC4w/Tq0vLQlCBGI/AAAAAAAACxU/N2ua-PcURQE/s320/4687142170_d2552aefff_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669239376404677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu não estou triste.&lt;br /&gt;Só estou fazendo silêncios.&lt;br /&gt;Só estou me recolhendo.&lt;br /&gt;Só estou amanhecendo, por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7814159765438743481?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7814159765438743481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-nao-estou-triste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7814159765438743481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7814159765438743481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-nao-estou-triste.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vN3m8p3kC4w/Tq0vLQlCBGI/AAAAAAAACxU/N2ua-PcURQE/s72-c/4687142170_d2552aefff_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-613557801277355401</id><published>2011-10-22T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T15:53:39.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2z_CFC5KPI/TqNJTjsPUJI/AAAAAAAACw4/bb-5n90xHME/s1600/Past_love_by_XxshadowxphobiaxX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2z_CFC5KPI/TqNJTjsPUJI/AAAAAAAACw4/bb-5n90xHME/s320/Past_love_by_XxshadowxphobiaxX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666453356509352082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...Mesmo quando eu não mais estiver. Lembre que me ouviu dizer.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O quanto me importei e o que eu senti..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-613557801277355401?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/613557801277355401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/613557801277355401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/613557801277355401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2z_CFC5KPI/TqNJTjsPUJI/AAAAAAAACw4/bb-5n90xHME/s72-c/Past_love_by_XxshadowxphobiaxX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7548017306370219261</id><published>2011-10-16T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:49:04.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabito Nunes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKMT5hXeyFA/TptDJBTGzNI/AAAAAAAACws/weDby93fTj4/s1600/happy_new_year_by_dessidess-d3614ke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKMT5hXeyFA/TptDJBTGzNI/AAAAAAAACws/weDby93fTj4/s320/happy_new_year_by_dessidess-d3614ke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664194778594987218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Eu só quero você hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Não amanhã, não ontem, hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Agora.&lt;br /&gt;Não pra sempre - pra já."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7548017306370219261?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7548017306370219261/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-so-quero-voce-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7548017306370219261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7548017306370219261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-so-quero-voce-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKMT5hXeyFA/TptDJBTGzNI/AAAAAAAACws/weDby93fTj4/s72-c/happy_new_year_by_dessidess-d3614ke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7336786505177394138</id><published>2011-10-16T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:47:15.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Pequeno Príncipe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zesNUw4Mygk/TptCRG31_7I/AAAAAAAACwg/nqRd7K0LPqI/s1600/317879_136239976476547_121318744635337_133489_1006610832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zesNUw4Mygk/TptCRG31_7I/AAAAAAAACwg/nqRd7K0LPqI/s320/317879_136239976476547_121318744635337_133489_1006610832_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664193818018578354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Quando  olhares o céu de noite, porque habitarei uma delas, porque numa delas  estarei rindo, então será como se todas as estrelas te rissem! E tu,  somente tu, terás estrelas que sabem rir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7336786505177394138?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7336786505177394138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-olhares-o-ceu-de-noite-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7336786505177394138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7336786505177394138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-olhares-o-ceu-de-noite-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zesNUw4Mygk/TptCRG31_7I/AAAAAAAACwg/nqRd7K0LPqI/s72-c/317879_136239976476547_121318744635337_133489_1006610832_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5820912737386577600</id><published>2011-10-16T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:42:06.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isa G.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bt1hq9MR_CA/TptBauWL3eI/AAAAAAAACwU/ygFF693QMbY/s1600/297417_136243873142824_121318744635337_133492_874871374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bt1hq9MR_CA/TptBauWL3eI/AAAAAAAACwU/ygFF693QMbY/s320/297417_136243873142824_121318744635337_133492_874871374_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664192883722018274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ele  não é um príncipe encantado, e, por todos os motivos possíveis e  imagináveis. Príncipe encantado a gente passa a vida esperando; ele  apareceu quando eu menos imaginava. O dito encantado salva a princesa de  dragões, da bruxa e da torre alta; ele me salvou e continua salvando de  mim mesma. Se eu fosse escolher um papel em um filme pra ele,  escolheria aquele cara misterioso que sempre aparece soprando  a fumaça de um cigarro. Aquele com enigmas no olhar e com um andar de  vilão, mas príncipe? Não. Com o príncipe o "pra sempre" no final da  história é certo; com ele, embora eu deseje o "felizes para sempre" tem  dia que parece ser o último, ma na manhã seguinte... Tudo bem. Príncipe  não xinga, não erra, não atrasa, não diz que vai fazer e não faz, não  gera surpresa. É certeza de vida mansa, coração sem disritmia, dias sem  sumiços, café-com-leite de segunda a segunda. Ele? Ele xinga o jogo, o  carro da frente, o time, o chefe. Fica bravo com a mãe, comigo, com o  atraso no aeroporto, com "falação em sua cabeça". E erra... Mesmo que  não reconheça. Diz que vai fazer algo e esquece (depois acaba fazendo  melhor). Ele? Ah! Ele me irrita, magoa (mesmo sem querer e sem saber),  me estressa e briga. Mas também me aperta em um abraço único, me faz  rir, me faz bem, me faz feliz. Tem paciência (comigo) e, às vezes, ela  também acaba pra mim. Ele me faz esperar e desejar que a vida fosse só  daqui pra frente.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Então, posso ser romântica, carente, dramática e  adorar contos de fadas, mas, sinceramente, prefiro esse louco desvairado  que veio do conto da vida real; que é de corpo, alma, sangra e nenhuma  bruxa pode fazer virar sapo. Prefiro ele que existe, e, mesmo não sendo  encantado me encanta todos os dias. Ele é melhor que um príncipe. Não  tem cavalo branco, capa vermelha, coroa na cabeça, nem um palácio. Não  caça, não dança valsa e não vai ser rei, mas joga qualquer jogo com uma  habilidade incrível, toca gaita, violão, curte rock e adora cerveja.  Fala sério?! Príncipe encantado pra quê? Ele é o melhor não príncipe do  mundo que podia aparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5820912737386577600?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5820912737386577600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/ele-nao-e-um-principe-encantado-e-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5820912737386577600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5820912737386577600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/10/ele-nao-e-um-principe-encantado-e-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bt1hq9MR_CA/TptBauWL3eI/AAAAAAAACwU/ygFF693QMbY/s72-c/297417_136243873142824_121318744635337_133492_874871374_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7536522142146270455</id><published>2011-09-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:15:42.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5GWZqJ00Sw/Tn9tzoGhn6I/AAAAAAAACv8/tb8tbt_BOH0/s1600/cat4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5GWZqJ00Sw/Tn9tzoGhn6I/AAAAAAAACv8/tb8tbt_BOH0/s320/cat4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656360390706175906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presente para os Blog´s amigos do Canto de Ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://nadialis.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://sonhosenuvens.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos que visitam a pagina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7536522142146270455?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7536522142146270455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/presente-para-os-blogs-amigos-do-canto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7536522142146270455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7536522142146270455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/presente-para-os-blogs-amigos-do-canto.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5GWZqJ00Sw/Tn9tzoGhn6I/AAAAAAAACv8/tb8tbt_BOH0/s72-c/cat4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7775271266117428237</id><published>2011-09-10T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:18:57.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aPdYnopjhhQ/TmwaPCiKrzI/AAAAAAAACvk/Wldssxj22t8/s1600/vizinho-casa-azul-amarela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aPdYnopjhhQ/TmwaPCiKrzI/AAAAAAAACvk/Wldssxj22t8/s400/vizinho-casa-azul-amarela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650920478123667250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-weight: bold;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Sabe aquelas coisas que acontecem, que de tão boas, você custa a acreditar.. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7775271266117428237?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7775271266117428237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabe-aquelas-coisas-que-acontecem-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7775271266117428237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7775271266117428237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabe-aquelas-coisas-que-acontecem-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aPdYnopjhhQ/TmwaPCiKrzI/AAAAAAAACvk/Wldssxj22t8/s72-c/vizinho-casa-azul-amarela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1859366025168616882</id><published>2011-09-01T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:11:00.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UUCZw8x9k/TmAstLJh_XI/AAAAAAAACvM/RjjyYDBQ-B0/s1600/4783360599_8190c773a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UUCZw8x9k/TmAstLJh_XI/AAAAAAAACvM/RjjyYDBQ-B0/s320/4783360599_8190c773a9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647563087321103730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="caption" id="caption"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estou vivendo uma fase muito foda-se.  Acontece algo, me preocupo no primeiro instante e depois: foda-se.  Pessoas me machucam, caem duas ou quatro lágrimas e depois foda-se. Eu  faço alguma merda, fico desesperada mas depois: foda-se. Eu digo algo  errado, fico mal por isso mas depois: foda-se. E sinceramente? Prefiro  viver sempre com o botão do foda-se por perto para eu poder liga-lo  quando quiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1859366025168616882?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1859366025168616882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/estou-vivendo-uma-fase-muito-foda-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1859366025168616882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1859366025168616882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/09/estou-vivendo-uma-fase-muito-foda-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UUCZw8x9k/TmAstLJh_XI/AAAAAAAACvM/RjjyYDBQ-B0/s72-c/4783360599_8190c773a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8753012687539757444</id><published>2011-08-28T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T14:16:40.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsIQDbawveI/TlqwKk__DPI/AAAAAAAACu0/Gb1z8ZcceFM/s1600/casal-de-namorados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsIQDbawveI/TlqwKk__DPI/AAAAAAAACu0/Gb1z8ZcceFM/s400/casal-de-namorados.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646018778639568114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;..."O melhor da vida é quando encontramos pessoas que saibam fazer de pequenos instantes grandes momentos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8753012687539757444?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8753012687539757444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8753012687539757444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8753012687539757444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsIQDbawveI/TlqwKk__DPI/AAAAAAAACu0/Gb1z8ZcceFM/s72-c/casal-de-namorados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-523289633754643989</id><published>2011-08-28T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T14:05:43.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLembTdi5ng/Tlqtkt6hUvI/AAAAAAAACus/iGfLwJh4MsU/s1600/friends_by_nunoramos0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLembTdi5ng/Tlqtkt6hUvI/AAAAAAAACus/iGfLwJh4MsU/s400/friends_by_nunoramos0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646015929174282994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Prezo muito minhas amizades e reservo sempre um canto no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meu peito para  elas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E sempre que surge a ocasião, também não perco a oportunidade de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar um amigo a um amigo, da mesma forma que eu ganhei você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E não  adiantam as despedidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De um amigo ninguém se livra fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A amizade  além de contagiosa é totalmente incurável".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-523289633754643989?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/523289633754643989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/prezo-muito-minhas-amizades-e-reservo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/523289633754643989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/523289633754643989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/prezo-muito-minhas-amizades-e-reservo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLembTdi5ng/Tlqtkt6hUvI/AAAAAAAACus/iGfLwJh4MsU/s72-c/friends_by_nunoramos0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6143620718384489336</id><published>2011-08-28T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T13:35:23.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friedrich Nietzsche'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nfBWOnRPKY/Tlqkzq8E59I/AAAAAAAACuc/5tTCMHC8UAg/s1600/Casal-dancando_1442.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aL90zixU28/TlqmfW-OB7I/AAAAAAAACuk/rDJ1u03zReg/s400/PRO1354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646008140535039922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"E aqueles que foram visto dançando, foram julgados insanos por aqueles que não podiam escutar a música"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6143620718384489336?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6143620718384489336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/e-aqueles-que-foram-visto-dancando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6143620718384489336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6143620718384489336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/e-aqueles-que-foram-visto-dancando.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aL90zixU28/TlqmfW-OB7I/AAAAAAAACuk/rDJ1u03zReg/s72-c/PRO1354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-745635492677008495</id><published>2011-08-27T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T04:22:43.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ehSIuW_Wxmo" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-745635492677008495?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/745635492677008495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/745635492677008495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/745635492677008495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ehSIuW_Wxmo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-624382106360672863</id><published>2011-08-25T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:46:30.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8bYVmWry4Q0/TlYZ5xBUOUI/AAAAAAAACt8/yLHQlRo0vYo/s1600/00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8bYVmWry4Q0/TlYZ5xBUOUI/AAAAAAAACt8/yLHQlRo0vYo/s320/00204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644727663157590338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Eu não desperdiço pessoas. Não comprei máscaras, não construí muros,  não criei meus escudos. Por isso, fui a nocaute algumas vezes. Ando  desarmado, mostro quem eu sou. Espero que goste e que amanhã faça sol.  Se não gostar ou se chover, não muda nada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-624382106360672863?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/624382106360672863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-nao-desperdico-pessoas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/624382106360672863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/624382106360672863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-nao-desperdico-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8bYVmWry4Q0/TlYZ5xBUOUI/AAAAAAAACt8/yLHQlRo0vYo/s72-c/00204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1761931575679929106</id><published>2011-08-24T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:42:41.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4onV01bSjjQ/TlYY8OB7bKI/AAAAAAAACt0/xKI_ai5LOIc/s1600/MIRA118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4onV01bSjjQ/TlYY8OB7bKI/AAAAAAAACt0/xKI_ai5LOIc/s400/MIRA118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644726605792898210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Ele  pode estar olhando tuas fotos neste exato momento. Por que não?  Passou-se muito tempo, detalhes se perderam. E daí? Pode ser que ele  faça as mesmas coisas que você faz escondida, sem deixar rastro nem  pistas. Talvez, ele passa a mão na barba mal feita e sinta saudade do  quanto você gostava disso. Ou percorra trajetos que eram teus, na  tentativa de não deixar que você se disperse das lembranças. As boas.  Por escolha ou fatalidade, pouco importa, ele pode pensar em você. Todos  os dias. E, ainda assim, preferir o silêncio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1761931575679929106?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1761931575679929106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/ele-pode-estar-olhando-tuas-fotos-neste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1761931575679929106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1761931575679929106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/ele-pode-estar-olhando-tuas-fotos-neste.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4onV01bSjjQ/TlYY8OB7bKI/AAAAAAAACt0/xKI_ai5LOIc/s72-c/MIRA118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-851253663742758023</id><published>2011-08-21T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T15:36:50.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Quintana'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rn3UbkvZMc0/TlGHt82_25I/AAAAAAAACts/DGNH7TzCPhc/s1600/____then_I_defy_you__stars__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rn3UbkvZMc0/TlGHt82_25I/AAAAAAAACts/DGNH7TzCPhc/s320/____then_I_defy_you__stars__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643441031572609938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Eu agora - que desfecho!&lt;br /&gt;Já nem penso mais em ti...&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que nunca deixo&lt;br /&gt;De lembrar que te esqueci?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-851253663742758023?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/851253663742758023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-agora-que-desfecho-ja-nem-penso-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/851253663742758023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/851253663742758023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-agora-que-desfecho-ja-nem-penso-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rn3UbkvZMc0/TlGHt82_25I/AAAAAAAACts/DGNH7TzCPhc/s72-c/____then_I_defy_you__stars__by_bing_bam_boom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1104987433635980995</id><published>2011-08-13T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:24:20.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iu-rLA4POkI" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1104987433635980995?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1104987433635980995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-charlie-chaplin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1104987433635980995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1104987433635980995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-charlie-chaplin.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iu-rLA4POkI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6781984794853588258</id><published>2011-08-07T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:45:17.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is0AWRpPgMc/Tj8jSMqwGPI/AAAAAAAACtk/Kzvswbmq6f8/s1600/Lovely_Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is0AWRpPgMc/Tj8jSMqwGPI/AAAAAAAACtk/Kzvswbmq6f8/s400/Lovely_Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638264054036306162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Os que desprezam os pequenos acontecimentos nunca farão grandes descobertas. Pequenos momentos mudam grandes rotas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6781984794853588258?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6781984794853588258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/os-que-desprezam-os-pequenos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6781984794853588258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6781984794853588258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/os-que-desprezam-os-pequenos.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is0AWRpPgMc/Tj8jSMqwGPI/AAAAAAAACtk/Kzvswbmq6f8/s72-c/Lovely_Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8792593244010197835</id><published>2011-08-07T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:34:11.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmxUHqWAeBk/Tj8g0_fO43I/AAAAAAAACtc/pts5BD01_LU/s1600/November_rain_by_disposable_heroX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmxUHqWAeBk/Tj8g0_fO43I/AAAAAAAACtc/pts5BD01_LU/s400/November_rain_by_disposable_heroX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638261353258869618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;color:#008484;" &gt;"A vida é a arte do encontro, embora haja tanto desencontro pela vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;color:#008484;" &gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8792593244010197835?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8792593244010197835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/vida-e-arte-do-encontro-embora-haja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8792593244010197835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8792593244010197835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/vida-e-arte-do-encontro-embora-haja.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmxUHqWAeBk/Tj8g0_fO43I/AAAAAAAACtc/pts5BD01_LU/s72-c/November_rain_by_disposable_heroX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7013929634653627823</id><published>2011-08-07T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:32:50.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6aMP8TN59gM/Tj7MMHgyWuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/m6R3PZYMMUE/s1600/strip-tease-2118-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6aMP8TN59gM/Tj7MMHgyWuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/m6R3PZYMMUE/s400/strip-tease-2118-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638168292061502178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegou no apartamento dele por volta das seis da tarde e sentia um  nervosismo fora do comum. Antes de entrar, pensou mais uma vez no que  estava por fazer. Seria sua primeira vez. Já havia roído as unhas de  ambas as mãos. Não podia mais voltar atrás. Tocou a campainha e ele,  ansioso do outro lado da porta, não levou mais do que dois segundos para  atender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele perguntou se ela queria beber alguma coisa, ela não quis. Ele  perguntou se ela queria sentar, ela recusou. Ele perguntou o que poderia  fazer por ela. A resposta: sem preliminares. Quero que você me escute,  simplesmente.&lt;br /&gt;Então ela começou a se despir como nunca havia feito antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro tirou a máscara: "Eu tenho feito de conta que você não me  interessa muito, mas não é verdade. Você é a pessoa mais especial que já  conheci. Não por ser bonito ou por pensar como eu sobre tantas coisas,  mas por algo maior e mais profundo do que aparência e afinidade. Ser  correspondida é o que menos me importa no momento: preciso dizer o que  sinto".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então ela desfez-se da arrogância: "Nem sei com que pernas cheguei até  sua casa, achei que não teria coragem. Mas agora que estou aqui, preciso  que você saiba que cada música que toca é com você que ouço, cada  palavra que leio é com você que reparto, cada deslumbramento que tenho é  com você que sinto. Você está entranhado no que sou, virou parte da  minha história."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era o pudor sendo desabotoado: "Eu beijo espelhos, abraço almofadas,  faço carinho em mim mesma tendo você no pensamento, e mesmo quando as  coisas que faço são menos importantes, como ler uma revista ou lavar uma  meia, é em sua companhia que estou".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirava o medo: "Eu não sou melhor ou pior do que ninguém, sou apenas  alguém que está aprendendo a lidar com o amor, sinto que ele existe,  sinto que é forte e sinto que é aquilo que todos procuram. Encontrei".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, a última peça caía, deixando-a nua&lt;br /&gt;"Eu gostaria de viver com você, mas não foi por isso que vim. A intenção  é unicamente deixá-lo saber que é amado e deixá-lo pensar a respeito,  que amor não é coisa que se retribua de imediato, apenas para ser  gentil. Se um dia eu for amada do mesmo modo por você, me avise que eu  volto, e a gente recomeça de onde parou, paramos aqui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E saiu do apartamento sentindo-se mais mulher do que nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7013929634653627823?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7013929634653627823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/chegou-no-apartamento-dele-por-volta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7013929634653627823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7013929634653627823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/chegou-no-apartamento-dele-por-volta.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6aMP8TN59gM/Tj7MMHgyWuI/AAAAAAAAAo0/m6R3PZYMMUE/s72-c/strip-tease-2118-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3371964128876546532</id><published>2011-08-06T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:25:22.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEB01l43raQ/Tj4RstTZ1vI/AAAAAAAACtU/7az0L4TSgLk/s1600/PF260%257ELes-Amoureux-de-la-Bastille-c-1957-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEB01l43raQ/Tj4RstTZ1vI/AAAAAAAACtU/7az0L4TSgLk/s400/PF260%257ELes-Amoureux-de-la-Bastille-c-1957-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637963243287336690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;“Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as&lt;br /&gt;pessoas que  gosto gostem de mim,&lt;br /&gt;nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem,&lt;br /&gt;o  importante pra mim é saber que eu,&lt;br /&gt;em algum momento, fui  insubstituível."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3371964128876546532?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3371964128876546532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-tenho-pretensao-de-que-todas-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3371964128876546532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3371964128876546532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-tenho-pretensao-de-que-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEB01l43raQ/Tj4RstTZ1vI/AAAAAAAACtU/7az0L4TSgLk/s72-c/PF260%257ELes-Amoureux-de-la-Bastille-c-1957-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5193738600546380935</id><published>2011-08-03T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:12:15.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuI20TtPQWs/TjnHsBIfSxI/AAAAAAAACtE/K-FeZWX7GLo/s1600/tempo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuI20TtPQWs/TjnHsBIfSxI/AAAAAAAACtE/K-FeZWX7GLo/s400/tempo9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636755967663098642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Acredito no tempo. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O tempo é que mostra o que realmente valeu a pena, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o tempo nos ensina a esperar. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O tempo apaga o efêmero e acaba com a dúvida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5193738600546380935?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5193738600546380935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/acredito-no-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5193738600546380935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5193738600546380935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/acredito-no-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuI20TtPQWs/TjnHsBIfSxI/AAAAAAAACtE/K-FeZWX7GLo/s72-c/tempo9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3147869511043546576</id><published>2011-08-03T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:49:12.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Vci0QXvOqU/Tjml-tbCkuI/AAAAAAAACss/G5cVBgIL1B0/s1600/homem%2Bpuxando%2Bo%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Vci0QXvOqU/Tjml-tbCkuI/AAAAAAAACss/G5cVBgIL1B0/s320/homem%2Bpuxando%2Bo%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636718905394369250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Se um dia voce se apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;e a razão pedir para voce desistir&lt;br /&gt;e o coração para você lutar,lute...&lt;br /&gt;Pois não é a razão que bate para você existir.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3147869511043546576?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3147869511043546576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/se-um-dia-voce-se-apaixonar-e-razao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3147869511043546576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3147869511043546576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/se-um-dia-voce-se-apaixonar-e-razao.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Vci0QXvOqU/Tjml-tbCkuI/AAAAAAAACss/G5cVBgIL1B0/s72-c/homem%2Bpuxando%2Bo%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8633171079035183930</id><published>2011-08-01T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:41:38.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1YyVTdKsE/TjdHjV-5gzI/AAAAAAAACsk/sl4mTeU_riw/s1600/tumblr_li4e4cGoE71qeo2qqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1YyVTdKsE/TjdHjV-5gzI/AAAAAAAACsk/sl4mTeU_riw/s400/tumblr_li4e4cGoE71qeo2qqo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636052131199419186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não posso escolher como me sinto, mas posso escolher o que fazer a respeito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8633171079035183930?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8633171079035183930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-posso-escolher-como-me-sinto-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8633171079035183930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8633171079035183930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-posso-escolher-como-me-sinto-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi1YyVTdKsE/TjdHjV-5gzI/AAAAAAAACsk/sl4mTeU_riw/s72-c/tumblr_li4e4cGoE71qeo2qqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1841434543464039936</id><published>2011-08-01T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:31:52.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cristina Nunes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4CXl_uf7vQ/TjdFWiyaOvI/AAAAAAAACsc/6eGeP77yKwo/s1600/amor%2Be%2B%25C3%25B3dio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4CXl_uf7vQ/TjdFWiyaOvI/AAAAAAAACsc/6eGeP77yKwo/s320/amor%2Be%2B%25C3%25B3dio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636049712275143410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Podemos sentir raiva, ira, fúria, mas sentir ódio de uma pessoa é preciso te-la amado. Pois o ódio é o amor que adoeceu gravemente"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1841434543464039936?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1841434543464039936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/podemos-sentir-raiva-ira-furia-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1841434543464039936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1841434543464039936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/podemos-sentir-raiva-ira-furia-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4CXl_uf7vQ/TjdFWiyaOvI/AAAAAAAACsc/6eGeP77yKwo/s72-c/amor%2Be%2B%25C3%25B3dio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5120254986786968025</id><published>2011-08-01T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:20:36.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyGAOLA6lRY/TjdCigvBLxI/AAAAAAAACsU/GU4DSImvzXY/s1600/tumblr_l36osjwkEl1qbbh2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyGAOLA6lRY/TjdCigvBLxI/AAAAAAAACsU/GU4DSImvzXY/s400/tumblr_l36osjwkEl1qbbh2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636046619347595026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Por tudo que há de mal no mundo, eu mereço o máximo do bom. Sem culpa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5120254986786968025?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5120254986786968025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/por-tudo-que-ha-de-mal-no-mundo-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5120254986786968025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5120254986786968025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/por-tudo-que-ha-de-mal-no-mundo-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyGAOLA6lRY/TjdCigvBLxI/AAAAAAAACsU/GU4DSImvzXY/s72-c/tumblr_l36osjwkEl1qbbh2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6293402398313564991</id><published>2011-08-01T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:07:08.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leoni'/><title type='text'>Leoni - Canção Pra Quando Você Voltar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2wv__TIgzIE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6293402398313564991?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6293402398313564991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6293402398313564991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6293402398313564991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='Leoni - Canção Pra Quando Você Voltar'/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2wv__TIgzIE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2850790789856353702</id><published>2011-08-01T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T16:53:45.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7I7Cc-3gZp4/Tjc8edqC1gI/AAAAAAAACsM/sQy4ENmx03E/s1600/image7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7I7Cc-3gZp4/Tjc8edqC1gI/AAAAAAAACsM/sQy4ENmx03E/s400/image7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636039952732182018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saudade é um pouco como fome. Só passa quando se come a presença. Mas às  vezes a saudade é tão profunda que a presença é pouco: quer-se absorver  a outra pessoa toda. Essa vontade de um ser o outro para uma unificação  inteira é um dos sentimentos mais urgentes que se tem na vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2850790789856353702?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2850790789856353702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2850790789856353702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2850790789856353702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/08/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7I7Cc-3gZp4/Tjc8edqC1gI/AAAAAAAACsM/sQy4ENmx03E/s72-c/image7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1001506821169296310</id><published>2011-07-30T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:35:53.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYr7zhBhdg0/TjRrH-tL0AI/AAAAAAAAAos/hxFPq34RdvQ/s1600/4037402181_fc162508d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYr7zhBhdg0/TjRrH-tL0AI/AAAAAAAAAos/hxFPq34RdvQ/s400/4037402181_fc162508d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635246818583105538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O amor resiste à distância, ao silêncio das separações e até às traições. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sem perdão não há amor. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diga-me quem você mais perdoou na vida, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e eu então saberei dizer quem você mais amou."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1001506821169296310?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1001506821169296310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-amor-resiste-distancia-ao-silencio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1001506821169296310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1001506821169296310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-amor-resiste-distancia-ao-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYr7zhBhdg0/TjRrH-tL0AI/AAAAAAAAAos/hxFPq34RdvQ/s72-c/4037402181_fc162508d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7425718811535660973</id><published>2011-07-30T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:36:59.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gV0xHjNuTrg/TjRdUYAy7OI/AAAAAAAACsE/KtA7KwQNt1U/s1600/sonho11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gV0xHjNuTrg/TjRdUYAy7OI/AAAAAAAACsE/KtA7KwQNt1U/s400/sonho11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635231638371888354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Depois de algum tempo você aprende ... que nem sempre é suficiente ser  perdoado por alguém, algumas vezes você tem que aprender a perdoar-se.  Aprende que com a mesma severidade com que julga você será em algum  momento condenado.  Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração for partido, o  mundo não pára para que você conserte.  Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar para trás, portanto,  plante seu jardim e decore a sua alma ao invés de esperar que alguém lhe  traga flores”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7425718811535660973?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7425718811535660973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/depois-de-algum-tempo-voce-aprende.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7425718811535660973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7425718811535660973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/depois-de-algum-tempo-voce-aprende.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gV0xHjNuTrg/TjRdUYAy7OI/AAAAAAAACsE/KtA7KwQNt1U/s72-c/sonho11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7298615745242241693</id><published>2011-07-29T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:26:56.472-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zibia Gasparetto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vQ7cALWRD8/TjNdyukP5uI/AAAAAAAACr8/gkLeI_Q02ow/s1600/SOLIDO%257E1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vQ7cALWRD8/TjNdyukP5uI/AAAAAAAACr8/gkLeI_Q02ow/s400/SOLIDO%257E1.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634950684845532898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;“Se fizermos as contas, percebemos que sofremos mais com as pessoas que amamos do que com aquelas que nos odeiam .”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7298615745242241693?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7298615745242241693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/se-fizermos-as-contas-percebemos-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7298615745242241693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7298615745242241693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/se-fizermos-as-contas-percebemos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vQ7cALWRD8/TjNdyukP5uI/AAAAAAAACr8/gkLeI_Q02ow/s72-c/SOLIDO%257E1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1983116404800599715</id><published>2011-07-28T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:04:47.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDCrODJx0_I/TjH5BhDQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAok/dP-FAjryqp8/s1600/time_by_Vive_Le_Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDCrODJx0_I/TjH5BhDQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAok/dP-FAjryqp8/s320/time_by_Vive_Le_Rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634558413264451042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faz a tua ausência para que alguém sinta sua falta. Mas não prolongue  demais para que esse alguém não sinta que pode viver sem você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1983116404800599715?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1983116404800599715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/faz-tua-ausencia-para-que-alguem-sinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1983116404800599715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1983116404800599715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/faz-tua-ausencia-para-que-alguem-sinta.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fDCrODJx0_I/TjH5BhDQ9eI/AAAAAAAAAok/dP-FAjryqp8/s72-c/time_by_Vive_Le_Rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-9141169344836303299</id><published>2011-07-22T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:16:54.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Brown Jr.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSLJDiX-n1I/TioS5tQGkWI/AAAAAAAACrk/J25MOJeJq3U/s1600/Mascaras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSLJDiX-n1I/TioS5tQGkWI/AAAAAAAACrk/J25MOJeJq3U/s320/Mascaras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632335066589204834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Quem é de verdade sabe quem é de mentira"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-9141169344836303299?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/9141169344836303299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/quem-e-de-verdade-sabe-quem-e-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/9141169344836303299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/9141169344836303299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/quem-e-de-verdade-sabe-quem-e-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSLJDiX-n1I/TioS5tQGkWI/AAAAAAAACrk/J25MOJeJq3U/s72-c/Mascaras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4800271736254863455</id><published>2011-07-22T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:40:05.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio Fernando Abreu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0b1ncIcI0/TioKL_nT-TI/AAAAAAAACrc/HSdHIMyvFZw/s1600/Love_by_Elena_Elendim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0b1ncIcI0/TioKL_nT-TI/AAAAAAAACrc/HSdHIMyvFZw/s320/Love_by_Elena_Elendim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632325485151385906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://elena-elendim.deviantart.com/"&gt;Elena-Elendim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"E se eu te olhar cem vezes, acredite, em cada uma delas estarei me apaixonando um pouco mais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4800271736254863455?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4800271736254863455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/by-elena-elendim-e-se-eu-te-olhar-cem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4800271736254863455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4800271736254863455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/by-elena-elendim-e-se-eu-te-olhar-cem.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0b1ncIcI0/TioKL_nT-TI/AAAAAAAACrc/HSdHIMyvFZw/s72-c/Love_by_Elena_Elendim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5745658297284402309</id><published>2011-07-22T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:22:50.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueSjRi_8hfQ/TioGN5ivaoI/AAAAAAAACrU/e9js6CTBync/s1600/waiting-for-love%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueSjRi_8hfQ/TioGN5ivaoI/AAAAAAAACrU/e9js6CTBync/s320/waiting-for-love%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632321119834827394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"eu to só vendo&lt;br /&gt;sabendo&lt;br /&gt;sentindo&lt;br /&gt;escutando&lt;br /&gt;não posso falar&lt;br /&gt;to me guardando pra quando o carnaval chegar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5745658297284402309?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5745658297284402309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-to-so-vendo-sabendo-sentindo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5745658297284402309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5745658297284402309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-to-so-vendo-sabendo-sentindo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ueSjRi_8hfQ/TioGN5ivaoI/AAAAAAAACrU/e9js6CTBync/s72-c/waiting-for-love%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6354169828169002150</id><published>2011-07-22T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:29:30.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XinDritI8zY/TioEvC3hCmI/AAAAAAAACrM/JqU74rGKZHU/s1600/timida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XinDritI8zY/TioEvC3hCmI/AAAAAAAACrM/JqU74rGKZHU/s400/timida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632319490250312290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumi porque só faço besteira em sua presença, fico mudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; quando deveria verbalizar, digo um absurdo atrás do outro quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; melhor seria silenciar, faço brincadeiras de mau gosto e sofro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; antes, durante e depois de te encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sumi porque não há futuro e isso não é o mais difícil de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; lidar, pior é não ter presente e o passado ser mais fluido que o ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sumi porque não há o que se possa resgatar, meu sumiço é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; covarde mas atento, meio fajuto meio autêntico, sumi porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; sumir é um jogo de paciência, ausentar-se é risco e sapiência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; pareço desinteressado, mas sumi para estar para sempre do seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; lado, a saudade fará mais por nós dois que nosso amor e sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; desajeitada e irrefletida permanência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAUDADES  DE TI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COISA SÉRIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6354169828169002150?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6354169828169002150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/sumi-porque-so-faco-besteira-em-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6354169828169002150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6354169828169002150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/sumi-porque-so-faco-besteira-em-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XinDritI8zY/TioEvC3hCmI/AAAAAAAACrM/JqU74rGKZHU/s72-c/timida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6363684465521514510</id><published>2011-07-21T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:13:41.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcujKsS69U8/TijOtkLNO3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/D6byF2twsfc/s1600/6ef26ccbf13430a48d42512416a9adeaaff58d1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcujKsS69U8/TijOtkLNO3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/D6byF2twsfc/s320/6ef26ccbf13430a48d42512416a9adeaaff58d1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978616226921330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Quando se busca o cume da montanha, não se dá importância às pedras do caminho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6363684465521514510?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6363684465521514510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/quando-se-busca-o-cume-da-montanha-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6363684465521514510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6363684465521514510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/quando-se-busca-o-cume-da-montanha-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcujKsS69U8/TijOtkLNO3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/D6byF2twsfc/s72-c/6ef26ccbf13430a48d42512416a9adeaaff58d1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1325016617132053405</id><published>2011-07-21T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:08:43.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dicionário Aurélio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QV1xya3xvII/TijNdMMLrMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/yeKdQojHHv0/s1600/estradas-para-apreciar3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QV1xya3xvII/TijNdMMLrMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/yeKdQojHHv0/s400/estradas-para-apreciar3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631977235399027906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" id="title-post"&gt;O que é D I S T A N C I A ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  distância [Do lat. distantia.] S. f.  1. Espaço entre duas coisas ou pessoas; intervalo.  2. Intervalo de tempo entre dois momentos.  3. Lonjura, longitude.  4. Separação, apartamento, afastamento.  5. Diferença entre categorias sociais.[Cf., nesta acepç., distância social.]  6.Geom. Anal. Comprimento do segmento de reta que une dois pontos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1325016617132053405?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1325016617132053405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-e-d-i-s-t-n-c-i-distancia-do-lat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1325016617132053405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1325016617132053405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-que-e-d-i-s-t-n-c-i-distancia-do-lat.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QV1xya3xvII/TijNdMMLrMI/AAAAAAAAAoU/yeKdQojHHv0/s72-c/estradas-para-apreciar3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7111260718293996238</id><published>2011-07-21T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:02:10.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxZLHNeegyc/TijL6JJSaoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/_6pqvAmIOhE/s1600/beijonarua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxZLHNeegyc/TijL6JJSaoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/_6pqvAmIOhE/s400/beijonarua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631975533774531202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"... Procure os seus caminhos,  mas não magoe ninguém nessa procura.  Arrependa-se, volte atrás, peça perdão!  Não se acostume com o que não o faz feliz, revolte-se quando julgar necessário.  Alague seu coração de esperanças, mas não deixe que ele se afogue nelas.  Se achar que precisa voltar, volte!  Se perceber que precisa seguir, siga!  Se estiver tudo errado, comece novamente.  Se estiver tudo certo, continue.  Se sentir saudades, mate-a.  Se perder um amor, não se perca!  Se o achar, segure-o!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7111260718293996238?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7111260718293996238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7111260718293996238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7111260718293996238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxZLHNeegyc/TijL6JJSaoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/_6pqvAmIOhE/s72-c/beijonarua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-719880647937098826</id><published>2011-07-12T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:16:46.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q3l_e6egL8/ThyrocYVTdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2HdAo_fvBU0/s1600/Carla%252BSalgueiro9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q3l_e6egL8/ThyrocYVTdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2HdAo_fvBU0/s320/Carla%252BSalgueiro9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628562345607646674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” Definitivo, como tudo o que é simples, nossa dor não advém das coisas vividas, mas das coisas que foram sonhadas e não se cumpriram. Por que sofremos tanto por amor? O certo seria a gente não  sofrer, apenas agradecer por termos conhecido uma pessoa tão bacana, que  gerou em nós um sentimento intenso e que nos fez companhia por um tempo razoável, um tempo feliz. Sofremos por quê? Porque automaticamente esquecemos o que foi desfrutado e passamos a sofrer pelas nossas projeções irrealizadas : por todas as  cidades que gostaríamos de ter conhecido ao lado do nosso amor e não  conhecemos,  por todos os filhos que gostaríamos de ter tido junto e não tivemos . Por todos os beijos cancelados pela eternidade... Como  aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido? A resposta é simples como um verso: Se iludindo menos e vivendo mais... ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-719880647937098826?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/719880647937098826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/definitivo-como-tudo-o-que-e-simples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/719880647937098826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/719880647937098826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/07/definitivo-como-tudo-o-que-e-simples.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q3l_e6egL8/ThyrocYVTdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2HdAo_fvBU0/s72-c/Carla%252BSalgueiro9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7058887705602488625</id><published>2011-06-19T04:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T04:12:05.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinho Ouro Preto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUaaD-sK-hY/Tf3ZTK7RinI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CrurhF3csMw/s1600/AnneBrigman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUaaD-sK-hY/Tf3ZTK7RinI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CrurhF3csMw/s320/AnneBrigman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619886833401956978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu não vou pro inferno&lt;br /&gt;Eu não iria tão longe por você&lt;br /&gt;Mas vai ser impossível não lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Vou estar em tudo em que você vê:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nos seus livros, nos seus discos&lt;br /&gt;Vou entrar na sua roupa&lt;br /&gt;E onde você menos esperar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou estar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu não vou pro céu também&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou tão bom assim&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo quando encontrar alguém&lt;br /&gt;Você ainda vai ver a mim;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nos seus livros, nos seus discos&lt;br /&gt;Vou entrar na sua roupa&lt;br /&gt;E onde você menos esperar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Embaixo da cama&lt;br /&gt;Nos carros passando&lt;br /&gt;No verde da grama&lt;br /&gt;Na chuva chegando&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou voltar...&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7058887705602488625?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7058887705602488625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-vou-pro-inferno-eu-nao-iria-tao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7058887705602488625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7058887705602488625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-vou-pro-inferno-eu-nao-iria-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUaaD-sK-hY/Tf3ZTK7RinI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CrurhF3csMw/s72-c/AnneBrigman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5816590944194596000</id><published>2011-06-07T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:50:44.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BGvyXqrkQI/TW1kVIY-CrI/AAAAAAAACg8/MIFV3dLrHXY/s1600/timidez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BGvyXqrkQI/TW1kVIY-CrI/AAAAAAAACg8/MIFV3dLrHXY/s320/timidez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579225827574155954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Fácil  é julgar pessoas que  estão sendo expostas pelas circunstâncias.   Difícil é encontrar e refletir sobre os seus erros,  ou tentar fazer  diferente  algo que já fez muito errado.  E é assim que perdemos pessoas  especiais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5816590944194596000?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5816590944194596000/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/facil-e-julgar-pessoas-que-estao-sendo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5816590944194596000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5816590944194596000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/facil-e-julgar-pessoas-que-estao-sendo.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--BGvyXqrkQI/TW1kVIY-CrI/AAAAAAAACg8/MIFV3dLrHXY/s72-c/timidez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3949654738575835593</id><published>2011-06-05T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:20:03.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDJp4JJtdGc/Tewq6PaGxvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/iXYjUSdn-NA/s1600/tumblr_liq8oblRru1qiuhj9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDJp4JJtdGc/Tewq6PaGxvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/iXYjUSdn-NA/s400/tumblr_liq8oblRru1qiuhj9o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614910015480973042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Quando achamos que temos todas as respostas, a VIDA muda as perguntas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3949654738575835593?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3949654738575835593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-achamos-que-temos-todas-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3949654738575835593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3949654738575835593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-achamos-que-temos-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDJp4JJtdGc/Tewq6PaGxvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/iXYjUSdn-NA/s72-c/tumblr_liq8oblRru1qiuhj9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6569142000082050965</id><published>2011-05-25T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T09:57:26.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nando Reis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJo2GF5sXrA/Td24aXJabqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yQ_hOTKSIl0/s1600/fora%25252Bdo%25252Bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJo2GF5sXrA/Td24aXJabqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yQ_hOTKSIl0/s320/fora%25252Bdo%25252Bar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610843473803112098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É, amar dói, machuca, fere, traz recordações que também nos fazem sofrer, se fosse tudo as mil maravilhas também não teria graça&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6569142000082050965?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6569142000082050965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6569142000082050965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6569142000082050965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJo2GF5sXrA/Td24aXJabqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yQ_hOTKSIl0/s72-c/fora%25252Bdo%25252Bar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4050318603067430602</id><published>2011-05-15T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:57:06.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Jennings Bryan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s19McQKZddc/Tc_mumv7WzI/AAAAAAAACpA/KQyK18E1VjY/s1600/escolhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s19McQKZddc/Tc_mumv7WzI/AAAAAAAACpA/KQyK18E1VjY/s400/escolhas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606953749449497394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Destino                        não é uma questão de sorte, mas uma                        questão de escolha; não é uma coisa                        que se espera, mas que se busca."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4050318603067430602?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4050318603067430602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/destino-nao-e-uma-questao-de-sorte-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4050318603067430602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4050318603067430602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/destino-nao-e-uma-questao-de-sorte-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s19McQKZddc/Tc_mumv7WzI/AAAAAAAACpA/KQyK18E1VjY/s72-c/escolhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2835502740191449319</id><published>2011-05-08T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T18:33:42.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Lennon'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT6webZQohs/TcdEZ-e8LBI/AAAAAAAAAms/5HmVbeRXXr4/s1600/the_very_best_of_friends_by_phatpuppy-d329qhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT6webZQohs/TcdEZ-e8LBI/AAAAAAAAAms/5HmVbeRXXr4/s320/the_very_best_of_friends_by_phatpuppy-d329qhu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604523474346060818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando eu tinha 5 anos, minha mãe sempre me disse que a felicidade era a  chave para a vida. Quando eu fui para a escola, me perguntaram o que eu  queria ser quando crescesse. Eu escrevi “feliz”. Eles me disseram que  eu não entendi a pergunta, e eu lhes disse que eles não entendiam a  vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2835502740191449319?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2835502740191449319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-eu-tinha-5-anos-minha-mae-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2835502740191449319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2835502740191449319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-eu-tinha-5-anos-minha-mae-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT6webZQohs/TcdEZ-e8LBI/AAAAAAAAAms/5HmVbeRXXr4/s72-c/the_very_best_of_friends_by_phatpuppy-d329qhu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4628773878678630711</id><published>2011-05-06T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:40:31.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOvmFMCjzEU/TcS_H1TXLMI/AAAAAAAACo4/NnfoPS3VM70/s1600/photo20040708141826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOvmFMCjzEU/TcS_H1TXLMI/AAAAAAAACo4/NnfoPS3VM70/s320/photo20040708141826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603813977644018882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O Amor é o triunfo da imaginação sobre a inteligência, é assim que é o  amor, é assim que eu te amo, sem entender nada,mas imaginando tudo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4628773878678630711?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4628773878678630711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-amor-e-o-triunfo-da-imaginacao-sobre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4628773878678630711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4628773878678630711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-amor-e-o-triunfo-da-imaginacao-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOvmFMCjzEU/TcS_H1TXLMI/AAAAAAAACo4/NnfoPS3VM70/s72-c/photo20040708141826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2260728836627995541</id><published>2011-05-04T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:50:20.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nando Reis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0N6JCVOi84/TcH0Q3Vg3iI/AAAAAAAACog/DFQopwHSoew/s1600/mulher1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0N6JCVOi84/TcH0Q3Vg3iI/AAAAAAAACog/DFQopwHSoew/s400/mulher1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603027981994876450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tentei fugir, porque fugir era tudo que eu mais queria.&lt;br /&gt;Queria  fugir de tudo aquilo que eu estava sentindo, deixar toda aquela dor pra  trás e correr bem lá na frente, até que nenhum olho pudesse me alcançar.  No entanto, eu não corri, preferi caminhar.&lt;br /&gt;E ainda que meus passos fossem em outra direção, eu não me afastei nem um pouco de tudo que me fez querer fugir.&lt;br /&gt;Queria  fugir. Queria me livrar de todas aquelas sensações que senti e que  consumiram minha tarde como se realmente se tratasse de algo relevante.  Eis o pedestal novamente. É quase uma forma de viver, triste forma de  viver. Enquanto me enganava achando que dando alguns passos para a  direção contrária era o mesmo que fugir, eu procurava entender como os  sentimentos perduram em meio a quase nenhuma esperança. Não havia uma  gota sequer de inteligência emocional. Senti falta de algumas frases  exageradas. Senti falta de mais coisas também, prefiro não  confidenciá-las. O que chega a ser um abraço numa hora dessas? A  sensação de perda de tempo nunca será suficiente? Não é preciso estar no  chão para se levantar? São coisas que sempre voltam. Não deveriam  voltar. Uma coisa que eu sempre detestei é a possibilidade de sofrer  pelo velho. É como se não fosse capaz de compreender a beleza do novo e  suas promessas.&lt;br /&gt;O novo existe! Está debaixo do meu nariz e não enxergo!&lt;br /&gt;Talvez sejam sós os meus olhos fechados...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2260728836627995541?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2260728836627995541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-tentei-fugir-porque-fugir-era-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2260728836627995541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2260728836627995541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-tentei-fugir-porque-fugir-era-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0N6JCVOi84/TcH0Q3Vg3iI/AAAAAAAACog/DFQopwHSoew/s72-c/mulher1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2033200095669805587</id><published>2011-05-04T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:31:51.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>"SE EU POSSO SONHAR"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jL3r9WC2T_o/TcHv7vFxx0I/AAAAAAAACoY/cNUjmAMwZ3A/s1600/2ff07765f125cae3a60cce69949b197d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jL3r9WC2T_o/TcHv7vFxx0I/AAAAAAAACoY/cNUjmAMwZ3A/s400/2ff07765f125cae3a60cce69949b197d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603023220957628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deve haver luzes mais brilhantes em algum lugar,&lt;br /&gt;Tem que haver pássaros voando mais alto no céu mais azul.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu posso sonhar com uma terra melhor,&lt;br /&gt;Onde todos os meus irmãos caminham de mãos dadas,&lt;br /&gt;diga-me: por que meu sonho não pode se realizar.&lt;br /&gt;Deve haver paz e compreensão muito breve,&lt;br /&gt;Ventos fortes que motivam a esperança&lt;br /&gt;De empurrar para longe a dúvida e o medo.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu posso sonhar com um sol mais brilhante&lt;br /&gt;Que ilumine a esperança sobre todo o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Diga-me: acaso não é usual que o sol apareça?&lt;br /&gt;Estamos perdidos numa nuvem espessa de chuva,&lt;br /&gt;Estamos presos num mundo perturbado pela dor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas enquanto um homem tiver forças para sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;Ele pode libertar sua alma e voar.&lt;br /&gt;No fundo do meu coração há uma pergunta ansiosa&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou certo que a resposta virá de alguma forma&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora no escuro há uma vela acenando&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto eu puder pensar,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto eu puder falar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu puder ficar em pé,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu pude andar,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu puder sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;Por favor  Deixem meu sonho se tornar realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2033200095669805587?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2033200095669805587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-eu-posso-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2033200095669805587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2033200095669805587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-eu-posso-sonhar.html' title='&quot;SE EU POSSO SONHAR&quot;'/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jL3r9WC2T_o/TcHv7vFxx0I/AAAAAAAACoY/cNUjmAMwZ3A/s72-c/2ff07765f125cae3a60cce69949b197d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7018968870386414980</id><published>2011-05-04T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:26:40.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnkicmJ9AmI/TcHutICBofI/AAAAAAAACoQ/KU4-rVD4eK0/s1600/Touching_the_stars_by_gilonm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnkicmJ9AmI/TcHutICBofI/AAAAAAAACoQ/KU4-rVD4eK0/s320/Touching_the_stars_by_gilonm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603021870443110898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tenho pensamentos que, se pudesse revelá-los e fazê-los viver,  acrescentariam nova luminosidade às estrelas, nova beleza ao mundo e  maior amor ao coração dos homens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7018968870386414980?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7018968870386414980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/tenho-pensamentos-que-se-pudesse-revela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7018968870386414980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7018968870386414980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/tenho-pensamentos-que-se-pudesse-revela.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnkicmJ9AmI/TcHutICBofI/AAAAAAAACoQ/KU4-rVD4eK0/s72-c/Touching_the_stars_by_gilonm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4545504504838717723</id><published>2011-05-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:23:09.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanderlino Arruda'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WuMZdI4C4M/TcHt33sGFYI/AAAAAAAACoI/Ywp7CFRQItc/s1600/tumblr_levr0gF2Ew1qcangoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WuMZdI4C4M/TcHt33sGFYI/AAAAAAAACoI/Ywp7CFRQItc/s320/tumblr_levr0gF2Ew1qcangoo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603020955523093890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Felicidade não tem peso, nem tem medida, não pode ser comprada, não se  empresta, não se toma emprestada, não resiste a cálculos, porque não  material, nos padrões materiais do nosso mundo. Só pode ser legítima.  Felicidade falsa não é felicidade, é ilusão. Mas, se eu soubesse fazer  contas na medida do bem, diria que a felicidade pode ter tamanho,  pode ser grande, pequena, cabendo nas conchas da mão, ou ser do tamanhão  do mundo. Felicidade é sabedoria, esperança, vontade de ir, vontade de  ficar, presente, passado, futuro. Felicidade é confiança: fé e crença,  trabalho e ação. Não se pode ter pressa de ser feliz, porque a  felicidade vem devagarinho, como quem não quer nada. Ser feliz não  depende de dinheiro, não depende de saúde, nem de poder. Felicidade não é  fruto da ostentação, nem do luxo. Felicidade é desprendimento, não é  ambição. Só é feliz quem sabe suportar, perder, sofrer e perdoar. Só é  feliz quem sabe, sobretudo, amar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4545504504838717723?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4545504504838717723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/felicidade-nao-tem-peso-nem-tem-medida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4545504504838717723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4545504504838717723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/05/felicidade-nao-tem-peso-nem-tem-medida.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WuMZdI4C4M/TcHt33sGFYI/AAAAAAAACoI/Ywp7CFRQItc/s72-c/tumblr_levr0gF2Ew1qcangoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6668298860156342617</id><published>2011-04-28T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:34:12.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cazuza'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZlYI01eF2U/TbnrWtV-WEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/suw960ejXig/s1600/tumblr_lfhc3yOnCt1qds7tqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZlYI01eF2U/TbnrWtV-WEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/suw960ejXig/s320/tumblr_lfhc3yOnCt1qds7tqo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600766386973333570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se você achar que eu tô derrotado&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que ainda estão rolando os dados...&lt;br /&gt;Porque o tempo, o tempo não pára...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6668298860156342617?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6668298860156342617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/se-voce-achar-que-eu-to-derrotado-saiba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6668298860156342617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6668298860156342617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/se-voce-achar-que-eu-to-derrotado-saiba.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZlYI01eF2U/TbnrWtV-WEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/suw960ejXig/s72-c/tumblr_lfhc3yOnCt1qds7tqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-353728811974740074</id><published>2011-04-28T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T11:20:49.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme 28 Dias'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiCU1g4eYUY/Tbnngx_A7MI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DPBMF_iyf_s/s1600/O-aplauso-da-menina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVl3JKIpG8U/TamD7ucuEbI/AAAAAAAACoA/Vvlr36QYHyI/s1600/MIRA21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVl3JKIpG8U/TamD7ucuEbI/AAAAAAAACoA/Vvlr36QYHyI/s320/MIRA21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596149074088563122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Do nosso amor a gente é que sabe..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3424328385418320890?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3424328385418320890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-nosso-amor-gente-e-que-sabe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3424328385418320890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3424328385418320890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-nosso-amor-gente-e-que-sabe.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVl3JKIpG8U/TamD7ucuEbI/AAAAAAAACoA/Vvlr36QYHyI/s72-c/MIRA21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6046693708059617026</id><published>2011-04-16T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T04:34:23.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPC-RAzQmjA/Tal-lMHb8tI/AAAAAAAACn4/tpjJuJA-gT8/s1600/Beautiful_Day_by_Dr4kon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPC-RAzQmjA/Tal-lMHb8tI/AAAAAAAACn4/tpjJuJA-gT8/s400/Beautiful_Day_by_Dr4kon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596143189357228754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;''Que eu não perca a beleza e a alegria de ver, mesmo sabendo que  muitas lágrimas brotarão dos meus olhos e escorrerão por minha alma.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6046693708059617026?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6046693708059617026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/que-eu-nao-perca-beleza-e-alegria-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6046693708059617026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6046693708059617026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/que-eu-nao-perca-beleza-e-alegria-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPC-RAzQmjA/Tal-lMHb8tI/AAAAAAAACn4/tpjJuJA-gT8/s72-c/Beautiful_Day_by_Dr4kon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3560331688623980351</id><published>2011-04-10T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:40:29.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPjKldplXY4/TaIVmETH7KI/AAAAAAAACnI/eEKcRUiU61U/s1600/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPjKldplXY4/TaIVmETH7KI/AAAAAAAACnI/eEKcRUiU61U/s320/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594057430880742562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;”O bom combate é aquele que é travado em nome de nossos sonhos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3560331688623980351?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3560331688623980351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-bom-combate-e-aquele-que-e-travado-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3560331688623980351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3560331688623980351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-bom-combate-e-aquele-que-e-travado-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPjKldplXY4/TaIVmETH7KI/AAAAAAAACnI/eEKcRUiU61U/s72-c/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1011047992282496598</id><published>2011-04-02T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:33:32.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provérbio Russo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqh6ei8hMVk/TZdr89OGrHI/AAAAAAAACnA/uLmwHnFbL30/s1600/236_559-carinho-irmaos-michelle-Aisenberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqh6ei8hMVk/TZdr89OGrHI/AAAAAAAACnA/uLmwHnFbL30/s320/236_559-carinho-irmaos-michelle-Aisenberg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591056157373803634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;“ Um amigo fiel é o melhor remédio que se encontra  na vida. Não amamos as pessoas porque elas são bonitas, mas porque nos  parecem bonitas porque as amamos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1011047992282496598?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1011047992282496598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-amigo-fiel-e-o-melhor-remedio-que-se.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1011047992282496598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1011047992282496598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-amigo-fiel-e-o-melhor-remedio-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqh6ei8hMVk/TZdr89OGrHI/AAAAAAAACnA/uLmwHnFbL30/s72-c/236_559-carinho-irmaos-michelle-Aisenberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7564025530375397944</id><published>2011-03-20T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:37:39.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Carolina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij4oXestV1Q/TYbH8892ftI/AAAAAAAACmw/p_5_Leit5mE/s1600/closer9cn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij4oXestV1Q/TYbH8892ftI/AAAAAAAACmw/p_5_Leit5mE/s320/closer9cn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586372237771308754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Não me importa a sua crença, eu quero a diferença que me&lt;br /&gt;faz te olhar de frente ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7564025530375397944?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7564025530375397944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-me-importa-sua-crenca-eu-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7564025530375397944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7564025530375397944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-me-importa-sua-crenca-eu-quero.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij4oXestV1Q/TYbH8892ftI/AAAAAAAACmw/p_5_Leit5mE/s72-c/closer9cn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1416134693950188961</id><published>2011-03-20T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:35:16.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zezum'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaf_QcocHSI/TYbHIS3ZAkI/AAAAAAAACmo/rXFp7uE3Clo/s1600/40706ce2812db75285d208156f2af521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaf_QcocHSI/TYbHIS3ZAkI/AAAAAAAACmo/rXFp7uE3Clo/s320/40706ce2812db75285d208156f2af521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586371333116723778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Carinhos que nunca fiz, beijos que nunca te dei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; o amor que te neguei agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eu quero te dar e te fazer feliz "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1416134693950188961?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1416134693950188961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/dirty-dancing-be-my-baby-cry-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1416134693950188961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1416134693950188961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/dirty-dancing-be-my-baby-cry-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaf_QcocHSI/TYbHIS3ZAkI/AAAAAAAACmo/rXFp7uE3Clo/s72-c/40706ce2812db75285d208156f2af521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-942099579933210798</id><published>2011-03-20T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:03:29.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dedf7WOzY2A/TYaxoeWbyCI/AAAAAAAACmg/5uOFTe3Xwbc/s1600/Cat_Yoga_by_allym007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dedf7WOzY2A/TYaxoeWbyCI/AAAAAAAACmg/5uOFTe3Xwbc/s320/Cat_Yoga_by_allym007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586347696699721762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Jmcio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pelo o que me diz respeito&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou feita de dúvidas&lt;br /&gt;O que é torto, o que é direito&lt;br /&gt;Diante da vida&lt;br /&gt;O que é tido como certo, duvido&lt;br /&gt;E não minto pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Vou montada no meu medo&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que eu caia&lt;br /&gt;Sou cobaia de mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;No amor e na raiva&lt;br /&gt;Vira e mexe me complico&lt;br /&gt;Reciclo, tô farta, tô forte, tô viva&lt;br /&gt;E só morro no fim&lt;br /&gt;E pra quem anda nos trilhos cuidado com o trem&lt;br /&gt;Eu por mim já descarrilho&lt;br /&gt;E não atendo a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Só me rendo pelo brilho de quem vai fundo&lt;br /&gt;E mergulha com tudo&lt;br /&gt;Pra dentro de si&lt;br /&gt;Lá do alto do telhado pula quem quiser&lt;br /&gt;Só o gato que é gaiato&lt;br /&gt;Cai de pé...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-942099579933210798?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/942099579933210798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/by-jmcio-pelo-o-que-me-diz-respeito-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/942099579933210798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/942099579933210798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/by-jmcio-pelo-o-que-me-diz-respeito-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dedf7WOzY2A/TYaxoeWbyCI/AAAAAAAACmg/5uOFTe3Xwbc/s72-c/Cat_Yoga_by_allym007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4377916618775371432</id><published>2011-03-20T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:04:20.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana de Porto Alegre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C0OkKlzjTVs" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PORTO ALEGRE É DEMAIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4377916618775371432?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4377916618775371432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/porto-alegre-e-demais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4377916618775371432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4377916618775371432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/porto-alegre-e-demais.html' title='Semana de Porto Alegre!'/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/C0OkKlzjTVs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8399814997435059727</id><published>2011-03-18T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:23:33.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soren Kiekegaard'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtUEe1vorx8/TYPNSyQmnVI/AAAAAAAAClg/myJTLArVaG0/s1600/happy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtUEe1vorx8/TYPNSyQmnVI/AAAAAAAAClg/myJTLArVaG0/s320/happy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585533685482298706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Rir é arriscar-se parecer louco.  Chorar é arriscar-se a parecer sentimental.  Estender a mão ao outro é arriscar-se a se envolver.  Expor seus sentimentos é expor seu eu verdadeiro.  Amar é arriscar-se não ser amado.  Expor suas idéias e sonhos aos outros é arriscar-se a perder.  Viver é arriscar-se a morrer...  Ter esperanças é arriscar-se a sofrer decepções.  Tentar é arriscar-se a falhar.  Mas é preciso correr riscos,  Porque o maior azar da vida é não arriscar nada.  Pessoas que não arriscam, que nada fazem, nada são!  Podem estar evitando o sofrimento e a tristeza,  mas assim não podem: aprender, amar, sentir, crescer, mudar, viver...  Acorrentadas às suas atitudes, são escravas, abrem mão da sua liberdade.  Só a pessoa que se arrisca é livre . “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8399814997435059727?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8399814997435059727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/rir-e-arriscar-se-parecer-louco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8399814997435059727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8399814997435059727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/rir-e-arriscar-se-parecer-louco.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtUEe1vorx8/TYPNSyQmnVI/AAAAAAAAClg/myJTLArVaG0/s72-c/happy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7953861702302202260</id><published>2011-03-18T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:12:58.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vitor Ramil'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8Zw0h9qA4M/TYPKyJCDL7I/AAAAAAAAClY/PjDDdvUFM28/s1600/12-23-2009_natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8Zw0h9qA4M/TYPKyJCDL7I/AAAAAAAAClY/PjDDdvUFM28/s320/12-23-2009_natal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585530925636333490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estrela, estrela&lt;br /&gt;Como ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Tão só, tão só&lt;br /&gt;E nunca sofrer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7953861702302202260?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7953861702302202260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/estrela-estrela-como-ser-assim-tao-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7953861702302202260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7953861702302202260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/estrela-estrela-como-ser-assim-tao-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8Zw0h9qA4M/TYPKyJCDL7I/AAAAAAAAClY/PjDDdvUFM28/s72-c/12-23-2009_natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-5985454449763815048</id><published>2011-03-17T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:24:34.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4L2hCcE-dw/TYLQVxTqzvI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VSKu0ndir6Q/s1600/abracos-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4L2hCcE-dw/TYLQVxTqzvI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VSKu0ndir6Q/s320/abracos-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585255560324501234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="title-post"&gt;“ Quando alguém o abraça, não seja você o primeiro a soltar os braços.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-5985454449763815048?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/5985454449763815048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-alguem-o-abraca-nao-seja-voce-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5985454449763815048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/5985454449763815048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-alguem-o-abraca-nao-seja-voce-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4L2hCcE-dw/TYLQVxTqzvI/AAAAAAAAClQ/VSKu0ndir6Q/s72-c/abracos-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7918431834815928241</id><published>2011-03-17T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:53:43.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórias para aquecer o coração dos adolescentes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSES5tEWXQA/TYLJLfQwLqI/AAAAAAAAClI/50BVwzkkwUM/s1600/sad-face-paper-bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSES5tEWXQA/TYLJLfQwLqI/AAAAAAAAClI/50BVwzkkwUM/s320/sad-face-paper-bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585247687100346018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Quando peço para você me ouvir e você começa a me dar conselhos, não  está fazendo o que eu pedi. Quando peço para você me ouvir e você começa  a me dizer por que eu não deveria me sentir assim, está ferindo meus  sentimentos. Quando peço para você me ouvir e você acha que precisa  fazer alguma coisa para resolver o meu problema, você não me ajudou, por  mais estranho que pareça. Não fale nem faça - apenas ouça. Conselhos  são baratos. Com pouco dinheiro, você compra uma revista, um jornal ou  um livro cheios de conselhos. E isso eu posso fazer por conta própria.  Não sou incapaz. Talvez me desanime e hesite com frequência, mas não sou  incapaz. Quando você faz por mim alguma coisa que eu posso e preciso  fazer por conta própria, você contribui para o meu medo e a minha  insegurança. Mas, quando você aceita como um fato natural que eu sinta o  que sinto, por mais irracional que seja, aí eu não preciso me preocupar  em convencer você e posso entender o que está por trás desse sentimento  irracional. E, quando isso estiver claro, as respostas serão óbvias e  não precisarei de conselhos. Sentimentos irracionais fazem sentido  quando entendemos o que está por trás deles. Talvez seja por isso que  rezar funciona às vezes para algumas pessoas - porque Deus é mudo e não  dá conselhos, nem tenta consertar as coisas. Deus apenas ouve e deixa  você descobrir as coisas por conta própria.  Então, por favor, apenas ouça, apenas ouça. E se quiser falar, espere um  pouco a sua vez - e eu ouvirei você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7918431834815928241?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7918431834815928241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-peco-para-voce-me-ouvir-e-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7918431834815928241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7918431834815928241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-peco-para-voce-me-ouvir-e-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSES5tEWXQA/TYLJLfQwLqI/AAAAAAAAClI/50BVwzkkwUM/s72-c/sad-face-paper-bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-7406934730498378221</id><published>2011-03-17T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:25:01.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silvana Duboc'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dsW89BRfK8/TYK8NAyChLI/AAAAAAAAClA/aoXfS0Xmvq4/s1600/20080703.img.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dsW89BRfK8/TYK8NAyChLI/AAAAAAAAClA/aoXfS0Xmvq4/s400/20080703.img.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585233419627037874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Se disseres que me amas, acreditarei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas se escreveres que me amas,  acreditarei ainda mais.&lt;br /&gt;Se me falares da tua saudade: entenderei...&lt;br /&gt;Mas  se me escreveres sobre ela, sentirei contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Se a tristeza vier a te  consumir e me contares, eu saberei...&lt;br /&gt;Mas se a descreveres no papel, o  seu peso será menor.&lt;br /&gt;Assim são as palavras escritas!&lt;br /&gt;Possuem um  magnetismo especial....&lt;br /&gt;Possuem a capacidade de em poucos minutos cruzar  mares, saltar montanhas, atravessar desertos intocáveis!!&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes  perde-se o autor, mas a mensagem sobrevive ao tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Faça amor com as  palavras, mate saudades, peça perdão, aproxime-se, recupere o tempo  perdido, insinue-se, alegre alguém,  dê um simples&lt;br /&gt;"bom dia", faça um  carinho especial!!&lt;br /&gt;Use-a atodo instante, de todas as maneiras...&lt;br /&gt;pois  sua força é imensurável!&lt;br /&gt;QUEM  ESCREVE,CONSTRÓI UM CASTELO E QUEM LÊ, PASSA A HABITA-LO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-7406934730498378221?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/7406934730498378221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-disseres-que-me-amas-acreditarei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7406934730498378221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/7406934730498378221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-disseres-que-me-amas-acreditarei.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dsW89BRfK8/TYK8NAyChLI/AAAAAAAAClA/aoXfS0Xmvq4/s72-c/20080703.img.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8585381293849513122</id><published>2011-03-13T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:11:37.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rBZ_Xj-5DE/TX1dJENpF3I/AAAAAAAACjk/pLThJ1EE-PQ/s1600/casal_abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rBZ_Xj-5DE/TX1dJENpF3I/AAAAAAAACjk/pLThJ1EE-PQ/s320/casal_abraco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583721523340449650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Renda-se, como eu me rendi.&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhe no que você não conhece&lt;br /&gt;como eu mergulhei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se preocupe em entender,&lt;br /&gt;viver ultrapassa&lt;br /&gt;qualquer entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8585381293849513122?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8585381293849513122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/renda-se-como-eu-me-rendi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8585381293849513122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8585381293849513122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/renda-se-como-eu-me-rendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rBZ_Xj-5DE/TX1dJENpF3I/AAAAAAAACjk/pLThJ1EE-PQ/s72-c/casal_abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6174299490562049303</id><published>2011-03-13T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:26:17.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autor Desconhecido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CH70Y147U10/TX1SiU31JqI/AAAAAAAACjc/-63BsW2q4o4/s1600/Zenith%252520DayParty-Fay%252520206%252520%252528Custom%252529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CH70Y147U10/TX1SiU31JqI/AAAAAAAACjc/-63BsW2q4o4/s320/Zenith%252520DayParty-Fay%252520206%252520%252528Custom%252529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583709862681192098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sonhe, se arrisque, até se machuque!&lt;br /&gt;Mas viva intensamente todos os  momentos felizes de sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;pois felicidade eterna não existe...&lt;br /&gt;O que  existem são momentos que realmente foram felizes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6174299490562049303?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6174299490562049303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/sonhe-se-arrisque-ate-se-machuque-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6174299490562049303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6174299490562049303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/sonhe-se-arrisque-ate-se-machuque-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CH70Y147U10/TX1SiU31JqI/AAAAAAAACjc/-63BsW2q4o4/s72-c/Zenith%252520DayParty-Fay%252520206%252520%252528Custom%252529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-6157282729050255933</id><published>2011-03-13T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:14:26.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx1D-WrIxf0/TX1PxIaQ3mI/AAAAAAAACjU/6wcKXIPS5iA/s1600/in_a_ball_of_yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx1D-WrIxf0/TX1PxIaQ3mI/AAAAAAAACjU/6wcKXIPS5iA/s320/in_a_ball_of_yarn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583706818499108450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É preciso abrir todas as portas que fecham o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Quebrar barreiras construídas ao longo do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Por amores do passado que foram em vão&lt;br /&gt;É preciso muita renúncia em ser e mudança no pensar.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso não esquecer que ninguém vem perfeito para nós!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ver o outro com os olhos da alma e se deixar cativar!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso renunciar ao que não agrada ao seu amor...&lt;br /&gt;Para que se moldem um ao outro como se molda uma escultura,&lt;br /&gt;Aparando as arestas que podem machucar.&lt;br /&gt;É como lapidar um diamante bruto...para fazê-lo brilhar!&lt;br /&gt;E quando decidir que chegou a sua hora de amar,&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se que é preciso haver identificação de almas!&lt;br /&gt;De gostos, de gestos, de pele...&lt;br /&gt;No modo de sentir e de pensar!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ver a luz iluminar a aura,&lt;br /&gt;Dando uma chance para que o amor te encontre&lt;br /&gt;Na suavidade morna de uma noite calma...&lt;br /&gt;É preciso se entregar de corpo e alma!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ter dentro do coração um sonho&lt;br /&gt;Que se acalenta no desejo de: amar e ser amada!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso conhecer no outro o ser tão procurado!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso conquistar e se deixar seduzir...&lt;br /&gt;Entrar no jogo da sedução e deixar fluir!&lt;br /&gt;Amar com emoção para se saber sentir&lt;br /&gt;A sensação do momento em que o amor te devora!&lt;br /&gt;E quando você estiver vivendo no clímax dessa paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Que sinta que essa foi a melhor de suas escolhas!&lt;br /&gt;Que foi seu grande desafio... e o passo mais acertado&lt;br /&gt;De todos os caminhos de sua vida trilhados!&lt;br /&gt;Mas se assim não for...&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca te arrependas pelo amor dado!&lt;br /&gt;Faz parte da vida arriscar-se por um sonho...&lt;br /&gt;Porque se não fosse assim, nunca teríamos sonhado!&lt;br /&gt;Mas, antes de tudo, que você saiba que tem aliado.&lt;br /&gt;Ele se chama TEMPO... seu melhor amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Só ele pode dar todas as certezas do amanhã...&lt;br /&gt;A certeza que... realmente você amou.&lt;br /&gt;A certeza que... realmente você foi amada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-6157282729050255933?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/6157282729050255933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-preciso-abrir-todas-as-portas-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6157282729050255933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/6157282729050255933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-preciso-abrir-todas-as-portas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx1D-WrIxf0/TX1PxIaQ3mI/AAAAAAAACjU/6wcKXIPS5iA/s72-c/in_a_ball_of_yarn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4776369846655791525</id><published>2011-03-13T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:51:32.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_e8e7z4fjI/TX1JnUIoOuI/AAAAAAAACi8/ao9pOs3ZNpU/s1600/nggshow.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_e8e7z4fjI/TX1JnUIoOuI/AAAAAAAACi8/ao9pOs3ZNpU/s320/nggshow.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583700052777908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Não, meu coração não é maior que o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;È muito menor.&lt;br /&gt;Nele não cabe nem as minhas dores..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4776369846655791525?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4776369846655791525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-meu-coracao-nao-e-maior-que-o-mundo_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4776369846655791525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4776369846655791525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-meu-coracao-nao-e-maior-que-o-mundo_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_e8e7z4fjI/TX1JnUIoOuI/AAAAAAAACi8/ao9pOs3ZNpU/s72-c/nggshow.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-517097466369124112</id><published>2011-03-13T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:01:11.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Sabino'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc8sGuqb2j4/TX1Mqfxe_2I/AAAAAAAACjE/XIjQYSlEdCY/s1600/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc8sGuqb2j4/TX1Mqfxe_2I/AAAAAAAACjE/XIjQYSlEdCY/s320/j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583703405976551266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"De tudo, ficaram três coisas:&lt;br /&gt;A certeza de que estamos sempre começando...&lt;br /&gt;A certeza de que precisamos continuar...&lt;br /&gt;A certeza de que seremos&lt;br /&gt;interrompidos antes de terminar....&lt;br /&gt;Portanto devemos: Fazer da interrupção,&lt;br /&gt;um caminho novo ...&lt;br /&gt;Da queda, um passo de dança...&lt;br /&gt;Do medo, uma escada...&lt;br /&gt;Do sonho, uma ponte...&lt;br /&gt;Da procura, um encontro..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-517097466369124112?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/517097466369124112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-tudo-ficaram-tres-coisas-certeza-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/517097466369124112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/517097466369124112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-tudo-ficaram-tres-coisas-certeza-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc8sGuqb2j4/TX1Mqfxe_2I/AAAAAAAACjE/XIjQYSlEdCY/s72-c/j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-3800205408348608754</id><published>2011-03-13T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:09:37.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice Ruiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAtSSyed6c/TX1On21qqXI/AAAAAAAACjM/CSCwVuQ_qEw/s1600/Love_eyes_by_Limpich.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAtSSyed6c/TX1On21qqXI/AAAAAAAACjM/CSCwVuQ_qEw/s320/Love_eyes_by_Limpich.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583705559651756402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Loli Rot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"De tanto não poder dizer&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos deram de falar&lt;br /&gt;Só falta você ouvir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-3800205408348608754?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/3800205408348608754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/by-loli-rot-de-tanto-nao-poder-dizer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3800205408348608754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/3800205408348608754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/by-loli-rot-de-tanto-nao-poder-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAtSSyed6c/TX1On21qqXI/AAAAAAAACjM/CSCwVuQ_qEw/s72-c/Love_eyes_by_Limpich.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8881768603870074949</id><published>2011-03-13T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T08:56:40.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFfOPF9ouZM/TXzpJ2vbKZI/AAAAAAAACik/PckbVAlC5fE/s1600/div08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFfOPF9ouZM/TXzpJ2vbKZI/AAAAAAAACik/PckbVAlC5fE/s320/div08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583593993555093906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Opte sempre por aquilo que faz seu coração vibrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;apesar de todas as consequências"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8881768603870074949?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8881768603870074949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/opte-sempre-por-aquilo-que-faz-seu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8881768603870074949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8881768603870074949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/opte-sempre-por-aquilo-que-faz-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFfOPF9ouZM/TXzpJ2vbKZI/AAAAAAAACik/PckbVAlC5fE/s72-c/div08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-1007715009019537144</id><published>2011-03-12T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:00:31.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dicionario aurelio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcvdSP22f-E/TXwJDN2KJXI/AAAAAAAACic/_geBr-D3WEE/s1600/______LOVE_LOVE_LOVE_______by_RicardoCruz7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcvdSP22f-E/TXwJDN2KJXI/AAAAAAAACic/_geBr-D3WEE/s400/______LOVE_LOVE_LOVE_______by_RicardoCruz7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583347588893648242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;saudade [Do lat. solitate,  'soledade', 'solidão', pelo arc. soydade, suydade, poss. com infl. de saúde.] S.  f. 1. Lembrança nostálgica e, ao mesmo tempo, suave, de pessoas ou coisas  distantes ou extintas, acompanhada do desejo de tornar a vê-las ou possuí-las;  nostalgia: 2. Pesar pela ausência de alguém que nos é querido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- você sente  saudades de que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-1007715009019537144?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/1007715009019537144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/saudade-do-lat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1007715009019537144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/1007715009019537144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/saudade-do-lat.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcvdSP22f-E/TXwJDN2KJXI/AAAAAAAACic/_geBr-D3WEE/s72-c/______LOVE_LOVE_LOVE_______by_RicardoCruz7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-8270381976522768944</id><published>2011-03-12T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:58:51.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flora Figueiredo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4-86kuv7CA/TXwIjNLcX6I/AAAAAAAACiM/1kBykR89Bv8/s1600/door_by_Nlr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4-86kuv7CA/TXwIjNLcX6I/AAAAAAAACiM/1kBykR89Bv8/s320/door_by_Nlr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583347038958673826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Fografia: By Nir4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Não  deixe portas entreabertas. Escancare-as. Ou bata-as de vez. Pelos vãos,  brechas e fendas passam apenas semiventos, meias verdades e muita  insensatez. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-8270381976522768944?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/8270381976522768944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/fografia-by-nir4-nao-deixe-portas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8270381976522768944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/8270381976522768944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/fografia-by-nir4-nao-deixe-portas.html' title=''/><author><name>Krsevero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01629198785124908463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SUV7tuV9skk/Rmay6uDYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kaLUM6sbdD8/s320/foto+comunidademaio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4-86kuv7CA/TXwIjNLcX6I/AAAAAAAACiM/1kBykR89Bv8/s72-c/door_by_Nlr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-4155655528474749412</id><published>2011-03-07T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T16:39:10.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqq0r4ktwVc/TXV6SdaU89I/AAAAAAAAAmM/s85JcmwzUno/s1600/cego_surdo_mudo_3macacos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqq0r4ktwVc/TXV6SdaU89I/AAAAAAAAAmM/s85JcmwzUno/s320/cego_surdo_mudo_3macacos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581501770746885074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada a declarar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="r"&gt;&lt;span class="l"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até tu&lt;/em&gt;, Brutus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-4155655528474749412?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/4155655528474749412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nada-declarar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4155655528474749412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/4155655528474749412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nada-declarar.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqq0r4ktwVc/TXV6SdaU89I/AAAAAAAAAmM/s85JcmwzUno/s72-c/cego_surdo_mudo_3macacos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303088043588952779.post-2155161323086417984</id><published>2011-03-07T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:40:22.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albert Camus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JouQWkX6HqQ/TXVQuKdKvVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/whKt8o4Q6Mc/s1600/Da-onde-vem-o-medo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JouQWkX6HqQ/TXVQuKdKvVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/whKt8o4Q6Mc/s320/Da-onde-vem-o-medo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581456067206495570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;Nada é mais despreciável que o respeito baseado no medo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303088043588952779-2155161323086417984?l=cantodeka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/feeds/2155161323086417984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nada-e-mais-despreciavel-que-o-respeito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2155161323086417984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303088043588952779/posts/default/2155161323086417984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantodeka.blogspot.com/2011/03/nada-e-mais-despreciavel-que-o-respeito.html' title=''/><author><name>katytools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17298715692753569995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JouQWkX6HqQ/TXVQuKdKvVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/whKt8o4Q6Mc/s72-c/Da-onde-vem-o-medo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
