<?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-1506456645427484956</id><updated>2011-07-25T17:10:36.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COISAS DA VIDA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1506456645427484956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sra.DK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03898193104784064873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Rv8S9czz0/TiYcdw5zwoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NlUJy0m3xTc/s220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1506456645427484956.post-9096388138052675706</id><published>2011-07-19T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:46:52.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Escrever é trasmitir para outras pessoas nossas alegrias,tristezas,medos,desejos,anseios e posições diante dos fatos.Siguinifica passar conhecimentos,informações e,sobretudo ,o legado cultural da humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por : Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1506456645427484956-9096388138052675706?l=asasdeaguia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/feeds/9096388138052675706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/2011/07/escrever-e-trasmitir-para-outras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1506456645427484956/posts/default/9096388138052675706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1506456645427484956/posts/default/9096388138052675706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/2011/07/escrever-e-trasmitir-para-outras.html' title=''/><author><name>Sra.DK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03898193104784064873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Rv8S9czz0/TiYcdw5zwoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NlUJy0m3xTc/s220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1506456645427484956.post-1911779071665864459</id><published>2011-07-01T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:59:01.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristes dias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhCckP2OnZ0/Tg38A__9sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qJO2c0SYmEY/s1600/coracao-partido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhCckP2OnZ0/Tg38A__9sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qJO2c0SYmEY/s1600/coracao-partido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje e me pego pensando,por que nosso amor esta sendo assim com tantas dificuldades uma coisa tão bonita que a distância e o tempo teimam em separar,eu queria tanto poder estar ao seu lado,andar de mãos dadas,brincar,beijar você..é tão dificil olhar os outros casais e sentir a falta do seu abraço ,já passamos tantas coisas lindas .Mesmo não te vendo esse tempo todo não te esqueçi,e se nosso tempo não é agora meu amor eu vou te esperar...eu sei que não é o fim...não vai ser,vou te encontrar e quando este dia xegar vamos estar prontos porque o verdadeiro amor nem o tempo apaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1506456645427484956-1911779071665864459?l=asasdeaguia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/feeds/1911779071665864459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/2011/07/tristes-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1506456645427484956/posts/default/1911779071665864459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1506456645427484956/posts/default/1911779071665864459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asasdeaguia.blogspot.com/2011/07/tristes-dias.html' title='Tristes dias'/><author><name>Sra.DK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03898193104784064873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Rv8S9czz0/TiYcdw5zwoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NlUJy0m3xTc/s220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhCckP2OnZ0/Tg38A__9sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qJO2c0SYmEY/s72-c/coracao-partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
