<?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-4868730853261013327</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:53:50.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabela****pereira</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-1486469701521686868</id><published>2009-07-11T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:55:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SlinJHzteTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Sm28BpTA1ks/s1600-h/OgAAAOyZo09yktJhsyc9QkApa1Mdfzp7h-F1N4sdw9jV3m6DL5tMBGozzPlf3wXxZL0EHHeZLV78kNFGDAStd1liyoUAm1T1ULOvfH2bZMkYfWPMdqSAwnMtgC5I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357215531913804082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SlinJHzteTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Sm28BpTA1ks/s320/OgAAAOyZo09yktJhsyc9QkApa1Mdfzp7h-F1N4sdw9jV3m6DL5tMBGozzPlf3wXxZL0EHHeZLV78kNFGDAStd1liyoUAm1T1ULOvfH2bZMkYfWPMdqSAwnMtgC5I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ich habe alle diese Freunde!&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/4868730853261013327-1486469701521686868?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1486469701521686868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/ich-habe-alle-diese-freunde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/1486469701521686868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/1486469701521686868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/ich-habe-alle-diese-freunde.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SlinJHzteTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Sm28BpTA1ks/s72-c/OgAAAOyZo09yktJhsyc9QkApa1Mdfzp7h-F1N4sdw9jV3m6DL5tMBGozzPlf3wXxZL0EHHeZLV78kNFGDAStd1liyoUAm1T1ULOvfH2bZMkYfWPMdqSAwnMtgC5I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-7855716812457404315</id><published>2009-07-11T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:48:20.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ich habe Fehler, und ist bestrebt leben verärgert, aber nicht vergessen, dass mein Leben ist das größte Unternehmen der Welt. Und ich kann verhindern, dass es zum Konkurs. Glücklich zu sein ist zu erkennen, dass es sich lohnt, leben, trotz aller Herausforderungen, Missverständnisse und Zeiten der Krise. Glücklich ist, leiden die Probleme zu überwinden und ein Autor der eigenen Geschichte. Wir überqueren Wüsten außerhalb von sich selbst, aber in der Lage zu finden, eine Oase in das Geheimnis der Seele. Wir danken Gott jeden Morgen durch das Wunder des Lebens. Glücklich zu sein ist keine Angst vor ihren eigenen Gefühlen. Sie lernen über sich selbst. Es ist der Mut, um ein "Nein". Wir haben die Sicherheit, um eine kritische, auch unfair. Steine auf dem Weg? Bewahren Sie alle, eines Tages werde ich ein Schloss ... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868730853261013327-7855716812457404315?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/7855716812457404315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/ich-habe-fehler-und-ist-bestrebt-leben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/7855716812457404315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/7855716812457404315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/07/ich-habe-fehler-und-ist-bestrebt-leben.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-1866031379733620535</id><published>2009-06-13T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:16:48.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPsrei3HqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-n2o1Ygcw-0/s1600-h/OgAAAIYUC5oMFsJ2Dn_cOSkixa7MRIHuGujXPlg-vbOqE4ppyXZ97kSYjuSgvp9D1lbvsIIWnplC9k7wX8X7t-SntPsAm1T1UCp7N0DTy8JVPUbeRXgUP7Qfl1WY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346877414296723106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPsrei3HqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-n2o1Ygcw-0/s320/OgAAAIYUC5oMFsJ2Dn_cOSkixa7MRIHuGujXPlg-vbOqE4ppyXZ97kSYjuSgvp9D1lbvsIIWnplC9k7wX8X7t-SntPsAm1T1UCp7N0DTy8JVPUbeRXgUP7Qfl1WY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " Na vida existem momentos que duram pouco. Existem também amores que duram pouco, até amizades que duram pouco.     Por isso cada momento de nossas vidas éimportante. Cada instante é precioso. Cada passo é descisivo.     Devemos aproveitar cada momento de nossas vidas como se fosse único, e não deixa de ser!!! Poisnenhum momento é igual ao outro. Podem existir muitos momentos bons, mas eles nunca serão iguais.     Por isso, pra cada momento de nossa vidas devemos sorrir, nos alegrar, nos divertir. Abraçar os amigos e perdoar os inimigos.Fortalecendo a alma e alimentando o espírito.     Para que um dia você não lamente pelos momentos de sua vida que foram perdidos..."&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/4868730853261013327-1866031379733620535?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/1866031379733620535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/na-vida-existem-momentos-que-duram.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/1866031379733620535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/1866031379733620535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/na-vida-existem-momentos-que-duram.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPsrei3HqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-n2o1Ygcw-0/s72-c/OgAAAIYUC5oMFsJ2Dn_cOSkixa7MRIHuGujXPlg-vbOqE4ppyXZ97kSYjuSgvp9D1lbvsIIWnplC9k7wX8X7t-SntPsAm1T1UCp7N0DTy8JVPUbeRXgUP7Qfl1WY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-1593477708960387546</id><published>2009-06-13T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:14:35.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPr7N77TAI/AAAAAAAAABI/XsdD5DJR8tw/s1600-h/OgAAAJiMlsbxeeNTM_nn1a06sUT8qu4F1iVpYW7BbvPhu3QJdu6DRczHv-cBpuHJM4xuRKsNT3mKRzyp2Vi3VcUDQc8Am1T1UKsNPaYmOYKG_eZATtBx7InzIMj_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346876585204730882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPr7N77TAI/AAAAAAAAABI/XsdD5DJR8tw/s320/OgAAAJiMlsbxeeNTM_nn1a06sUT8qu4F1iVpYW7BbvPhu3QJdu6DRczHv-cBpuHJM4xuRKsNT3mKRzyp2Vi3VcUDQc8Am1T1UKsNPaYmOYKG_eZATtBx7InzIMj_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BONS AMIGOSAbençoados os que possuem amigos, os que os têm sem pedir.Porque amigo não se pede, não se compra, nem se vende.Amigo a gente sente!Benditos os que sofrem por amigos, os que falam com o olhar.Porque amigo não se cala, não questiona, nem se rende.Amigo a gente entende!Benditos os que guardam amigos, os que entregam o ombro pra chorar.Porque amigo sofre e chora.Amigo não tem hora pra consolar!Benditos sejam os amigos que acreditam na tua verdade ou te apontam a realidade.Porque amigo é a direção.Amigo é a base quando falta o chão!Benditos sejam todos os amigos de raízes, verdadeiros.Porque amigos são herdeiros da real sagacidade.Ter amigos é a melhor cumplicidade!Há pessoas que choram por saber que as rosas têm espinho,Há outras que sorriem por saber que os espinhos têm rosas!&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/4868730853261013327-1593477708960387546?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/SjPr7N77TAI/AAAAAAAAABI/XsdD5DJR8tw/s72-c/OgAAAJiMlsbxeeNTM_nn1a06sUT8qu4F1iVpYW7BbvPhu3QJdu6DRczHv-cBpuHJM4xuRKsNT3mKRzyp2Vi3VcUDQc8Am1T1UKsNPaYmOYKG_eZATtBx7InzIMj_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-3347368584427672474</id><published>2009-06-13T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:32:49.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Os poemas são pássaros que chegamnão se sabe de onde e pousamno livro que lês.Quando fechas o livro, eles alçam vôocomo de um alçapão.Eles não têm pousonem porto;alimentam-se um instante em cadapar de mãos e partem.E olhas, então, essas tuas mãos vazias,no maravilhado espanto de saberesque o alimento deles já estava em ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868730853261013327-3347368584427672474?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/3347368584427672474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/os-poemas-sao-passaros-que-chegamnao-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/3347368584427672474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/3347368584427672474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/os-poemas-sao-passaros-que-chegamnao-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-871609706866355698</id><published>2009-06-13T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:30:52.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Quem Sabe um Dia]Quem Sabe um DiaQuem sabe um diaQuem sabe um seremosQuem sabe um viveremosQuem sabe um morreremos!Quem é queQuem é machoQuem é fêmeaQuem é humano, apenas!Sabe amarSabe de mim e de siSabe de nósSabe ser um!Um diaUm mêsUm anoUm(a) vida!Sentir primeiro, pensar depoisPerdoar primeiro, julgar depoisAmar primeiro, educar depoisEsquecer primeiro, aprender depoisLibertar primeiro, ensinar depoisAlimentar primeiro, cantar depoisPossuir primeiro, contemplar depoisAgir primeiro, julgar depoisNavegar primeiro, aportar depoisViver primeiro, morrer depois&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Mario_Quintana/"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868730853261013327-871609706866355698?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/871609706866355698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/quem-sabe-um-diaquem-sabe-um-diaquem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/871609706866355698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/871609706866355698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/quem-sabe-um-diaquem-sabe-um-diaquem.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-457037904332052584</id><published>2009-06-13T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:04:56.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Serenata&lt;br /&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;br /&gt;Permita que eu feche os meus olhos,pois é muito longe e tão tarde!Pensei que era apenas demora,e cantando pus-me a esperar-te.Permite que agora emudeça:que me conforme em ser sozinha.Há uma doce luz no silencio,e a dor é de origem divina.Permite que eu volte o meu rostopara um céu maior que este mundo,e aprenda a ser dócil no sonhocomo as estrelas no seu rumo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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É preciso encontrar as coisas certas da vida, para que ela tenha o sentido que se deseja. Assim, a escolha de uma profissão também é a arte do encontro, porque a vida só adquire vida, quando a gente empresta a nossa vida, para o resto da vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868730853261013327-4305140375313776870?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/4305140375313776870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/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/4868730853261013327/posts/default/4305140375313776870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/4305140375313776870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/vida-e-arte-do-encontro-embora-haja.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868730853261013327.post-2656381444253766347</id><published>2009-06-13T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:57:41.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quando a felicidade de alguém estiver em suas mãos não feche-a pois pode ser a primeira vez que esta pessoa pode ser feliz.Como um marinho que parte em terra deixando uma grande esperança....Quero deixar em seu pensamento a minha lembraça....É dificil sorrir com vontade de chorar...É dificil dizer adeus com voltade de ficar...Mas o dificil mesmo é esquecer alguém que tanto quero amar!Espero que nunca chores o que chorei... nunca lamentes o que lamentei... pois não encontrará alguem que te ama como eu te amei!!!Seja sempre você mesmo pois se isso não basta-se pra alguém... certamente esse alguém não bastaria para você.Plante o fruto da paixão para mais tarde colher o do amor !Como eu te conheci outras pessoas te conheceram...Como eu te amei jamais outra pessoa te amará...Quando estiver sozinho nem pense em me procurar...procure-me sem pensar!!!!&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/vinicios_de_morais/"&gt;vinicios de morais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868730853261013327-2656381444253766347?l=isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/feeds/2656381444253766347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/quando-felicidade-de-alguem-estiver-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/2656381444253766347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4868730853261013327/posts/default/2656381444253766347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelapereiralinda.blogspot.com/2009/06/quando-felicidade-de-alguem-estiver-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10124980311724273710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KLYf-c0PUAE/Si_6W18xV_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJul1v6zP9E/S220/OgAAANa5goBK72fQXzbq6im08mOXucgXDfC9BnABGR1dRLemCrD2Md2d-oFD9T7mcMWcTudE8z4jCEvEkBTIqdia2-gAm1T1UDvcshyLzsi-E71MmbtpMcTUU_h4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
