<?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-7474494879482265095</id><updated>2012-01-16T11:36:49.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLYING POEM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rede aan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14598879539243374708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SbL9ph4WTRI/AAAAAAAAFf0/i8HjNrJ77_s/S220/logo+definitiva.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-4115230341068019346</id><published>2011-12-19T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:40:04.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida ensina que:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ciúmes é um sentimento i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333;"&gt;nútil &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;e não torna ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: #333333;"&gt; fiel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt; a você. Animais são&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt; anjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt; disfarçados, vivem na terra para mostrar ao homem o que é&lt;b&gt; fidelidade.&lt;/b&gt; Crianças aprendem com aquilo que você&lt;i&gt; faz, &lt;/i&gt;não com o que você &lt;i&gt;diz&lt;/i&gt;. As pessoas que falam dos&lt;i&gt; outros&lt;/i&gt; pra você, vão falar de &lt;i&gt;você&lt;/i&gt; pro outros. e que você pode cair quantas vezes for, e &lt;i&gt;levantar&lt;/i&gt;, Mas você nem sempre vai ter aprendido com seu e&lt;u&gt;rr&lt;/u&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #333333;"&gt; !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4115230341068019346?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4115230341068019346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=4115230341068019346' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4115230341068019346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4115230341068019346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/vida-ensina-que.html' title='A vida ensina que:'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-8599325213367501360</id><published>2011-12-13T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:07:40.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;No final de tudo ,Aprendi, que amores eternos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;podem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;acabar em uma noite,que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;grandes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;amigos podem se tornar grandes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;inimigos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;,que o amor sozinho não tem a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;força&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;que imaginei,que ouvir os outros é o melhor r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;emedi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;o e o pior ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;nen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;o,que agente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;nunca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;conhece uma pessoa de verdade,afinal,gastamos uma vida inteira para conhecer a nós mesmos.Que os poucos amigos que te apoiam são muito mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fortes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que os muitos que te empurram,que o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;''nunca mais''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nunca se cumpre,que o '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;'para sempre''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;sempre acaba,que minha familia com suas mil diferenças,está aqui quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;preciso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;,que ainda não inventaram coisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;melhor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;que colo de mãe desde que o mundo é mundo,que vou sempre me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;surpreender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;,seja com os outros ou comigo, que vou cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;levantar um milhão de vezes e ainda não vou ter aprendido&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;"&gt;tudo&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-8599325213367501360?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/8599325213367501360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=8599325213367501360' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8599325213367501360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8599325213367501360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-final-de-tudo-aprendi-que-amores.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-475153394268113035</id><published>2011-12-10T10:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:37:52.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;m&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e te&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;odeio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;. É como se eu tivesse vontade de te dar um tiro e entrar na&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;frente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;pra te&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;salvar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&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/7474494879482265095-475153394268113035?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/475153394268113035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=475153394268113035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/475153394268113035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/475153394268113035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/t-e-m-o-te-odeio_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-8064116918111988306</id><published>2011-12-08T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T05:15:26.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lava minha alma</title><content type='html'>Escrevo no caderno&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu sinto,&lt;br /&gt;Uma gota cái no pedaço de papel,&lt;br /&gt;O amor morre, e escorre&lt;br /&gt;um sangue dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separada sinto que&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração morreu .&lt;br /&gt;Com o amor sem destino&lt;br /&gt;Eu me tiro do meu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade&lt;br /&gt;Chora, por voçê&lt;br /&gt;Eu me mato,&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não sei &amp;nbsp;onde voçê está&lt;br /&gt;meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lava minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto dor,&lt;br /&gt;Me ajude...&lt;br /&gt;Me ajude &amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Ass:&lt;/span&gt;Julie &amp;nbsp;V. Cotta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-8064116918111988306?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/8064116918111988306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=8064116918111988306' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8064116918111988306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8064116918111988306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/lava-minha-alma.html' title='Lava minha alma'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-6107583452826225050</id><published>2011-12-08T05:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T05:13:13.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu amo muitas pessoas ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração está dividido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem todos entendem ,&lt;br /&gt;o que eu sinto por voçê&lt;br /&gt;Não sei explicar, é forte demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor está em 2 faces,&lt;br /&gt;De uma mesma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não conheço&lt;br /&gt;Não dá pra explicar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Ass:&lt;/span&gt; Julie V. Cotta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-6107583452826225050?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/6107583452826225050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=6107583452826225050' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/6107583452826225050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/6107583452826225050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-amo-muitas-pessoas-ao-mesmo-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-4046165964069179655</id><published>2011-12-08T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T05:04:38.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWITTER</title><content type='html'>Se quiserem ,me &lt;u&gt;sigam&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;No &lt;i&gt;Twitter&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;@CottaJuuh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4046165964069179655?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4046165964069179655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=4046165964069179655' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4046165964069179655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4046165964069179655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/twitter_08.html' title='TWITTER'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-7813441521003712145</id><published>2011-12-08T05:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T05:00:02.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAS AS POSTAGENS, &lt;u&gt;MINHAS&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;Irei assinar: &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Julie V. Cotta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitem o blog. e i&lt;i&gt;ndiquem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixe seus comentários também.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-7813441521003712145?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/7813441521003712145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=7813441521003712145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/7813441521003712145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/7813441521003712145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/todas-as-postagens-minhas-assinar-julie.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-4964186368813056189</id><published>2011-12-08T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:20:55.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser o que sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ser.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navegar pelas veredas da justiça .&lt;br /&gt;Nadar para o fim do túnel&lt;br /&gt;Me encaixar no lugar da peça.&lt;br /&gt;Ser, a peça !&lt;br /&gt;Voar para o infinito ,ou talvez ser ele.&lt;br /&gt;Navegar pela sombra e pela morte.&lt;br /&gt;Em um pântano escuro e sujo ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas, em compensação, no final, achar a luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber guiar os rumos da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez seguí-los .&lt;br /&gt;Fazer escolhas livremente.&lt;br /&gt;Ser ou não ser&lt;br /&gt;Ou apenas, ser o que sou !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida complicada a nossa,&lt;br /&gt;Que tem virtudes e pecados,&lt;br /&gt;E pecadores , somos nós.&lt;br /&gt;Saber lidar com o complicado .&lt;br /&gt;Pular as barreiras, Ou enfrentá-las.&lt;br /&gt;Saber que está com Deus e Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Seguir por onde seu coração manda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser o sol , ou talvez apenas iluminar o dia.&lt;br /&gt;Ser a lua ,ou talvez fazer anoitecer,&lt;br /&gt;Ser o dia, ou talvez levá-lo embora.&lt;br /&gt;Ser o intocável. Fazer o impossível !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser ou não ser .Ou apenas Ser o que &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;SOU &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass: Julie V. Cotta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4964186368813056189?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4964186368813056189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=4964186368813056189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4964186368813056189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4964186368813056189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/ser-o-que-sou.html' title='Ser o que sou'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-7101159353853983766</id><published>2011-12-08T04:53:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:53:58.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Os maiores gênios da humanidade estão morrendo. Ayesten faleceu, Da Vince também. E eu, nao estou passando muito bem hoje ' &amp;nbsp;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-7101159353853983766?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/7101159353853983766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=7101159353853983766' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/7101159353853983766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/7101159353853983766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/os-maiores-genios-da-humanidade-estao.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-5957362846494112252</id><published>2011-12-08T04:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:53:08.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor.</title><content type='html'>Quem ama , &lt;i&gt;não&lt;/i&gt; sabe o que ama , E nem o que amar, apenas sabe oferecer o amor.Porque o amor é&lt;b&gt; cego !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Ass&lt;/span&gt;:Julie V. Cotta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-5957362846494112252?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/5957362846494112252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=5957362846494112252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/5957362846494112252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/5957362846494112252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-amor.html' title='O amor.'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-2934221211878260848</id><published>2011-12-08T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:52:00.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;Com o passar do tempo, os meus amigos se tornaram outros ! Talvez conheçeram outros amigos melhores do que eu , Talvez se enjoaram de mim, do meu jeito , do meu papo... Talvez estejam sofrendo por alguma coisa e preferem ficar na deles, Começaram a andar com outras pessoas, pensar novas idéias, diferentes das minhas, e antes nao eram... E foi aí, que eu percebi que deveria rever a minha''&lt;b&gt;árvore da amizade''&lt;/b&gt;.Afinal de contas, de vez em quando é preciso balançar uma árvore, pra deixar cair as frutas podres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Ass:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; Julie V. Cotta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-2934221211878260848?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/2934221211878260848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=2934221211878260848' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/2934221211878260848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/2934221211878260848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2011/12/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-4847861364127134429</id><published>2011-01-11T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:41:15.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Go - This Too Shall Pass - Rube Goldberg Machine version - Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qybUFnY7Y8w?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4847861364127134429?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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da adversidade;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é abominar a violência&lt;br /&gt;Desterrar da alma o ódio e a vingança&lt;br /&gt;É desfrutar da plena paz interior&lt;br /&gt;Não deixar morrer jamais a esperança;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é amar sem restrição&lt;br /&gt;É doar-se sem esperar recompensa&lt;br /&gt;Saber a hora exata de se calar&lt;br /&gt;Para ouvir aquilo que o outro pensa;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é nunca desejar o mal&lt;br /&gt;É sorrir, é ter resignação&lt;br /&gt;Não querer sentir-se o dono da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Não insistir em estar sempre com a razão;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é aprender com os próprios erros&lt;br /&gt;E os obstáculos da vida superar&lt;br /&gt;Aceitar críticas, ainda que injustas&lt;br /&gt;Ser atingido e não querer revidar;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é da vida não ter medo&lt;br /&gt;É cultivar dentro de si a harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Estar disposto a enfrentar vicissitudes&lt;br /&gt;Agradecer a Deus por mais um novo dia;&lt;br /&gt;Saber viver é saber preparar a terra&lt;br /&gt;Lançar ao solo apenas as boas sementes&lt;br /&gt;Dedicar-se a cultivá-las dia a dia&lt;br /&gt; E colher bons frutos posteriormente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISSO É :&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SABER VIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4301906057733504502?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4301906057733504502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=4301906057733504502' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4301906057733504502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Mas os meus gritos são mudos.&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me a ti&lt;br /&gt;Mas sofro um abandono imcompreensível&lt;br /&gt;Sonho com um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Que outrora me fez feliz&lt;br /&gt;Anseio por um olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que no passado me dizia "Amo-te" em cada pestanejar&lt;br /&gt;Desejo o teu toque&lt;br /&gt;Que me elevava ao limite da vida e da morte&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu não vens...&lt;br /&gt;Olho o horizonte em busca de um sinal&lt;br /&gt;De uma sombra&lt;br /&gt;Uma rasto&lt;br /&gt;Algo que te pertença&lt;br /&gt;Mas depressa entendo&lt;br /&gt;Que não virás&lt;br /&gt;Pois o coração que antes me pertencia&lt;br /&gt;PartiuE já não volta atrás...&lt;br /&gt;E no mais pesado desespero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-5106088907945944746?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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que subir na montanha se ele está a sua frente,&lt;br /&gt;Viva o Hoje o ontem e o amanhã&lt;br /&gt;COMIGO ETERNAMENTE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-3980636339713468618?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/3980636339713468618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=3980636339713468618' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/3980636339713468618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/3980636339713468618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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continue.&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir saudades, mate-a.&lt;br /&gt;Se perder um amor, não se perca!&lt;br /&gt;Se o achar, segure-o!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-2650737232668404670?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/2650737232668404670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=2650737232668404670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/2650737232668404670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/2650737232668404670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2010/03/nao-se-acostume-com-o-que-nao-o-faz.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-6238979809624858372</id><published>2010-03-15T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:23:29.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E os que lêem o que escreve,&lt;br /&gt;Na dor lida sentem bem,&lt;br /&gt;Não as duas que ele teve,&lt;br /&gt;Mas só a que eles não têm.&lt;br /&gt;E assim nas calhas da roda&lt;br /&gt;Gira, a entreter a razão,&lt;br /&gt;Esse comboio de corda&lt;br /&gt;Que se chama o coração&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-1333896997817939296</id><published>2010-03-15T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:22:36.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O poeta é um fingidor.&lt;br /&gt;Finge tão completamente&lt;br /&gt;Que chega a fingir que é dor&lt;br /&gt;A dor que deveras sente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-1333896997817939296?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-5853795375632028548</id><published>2010-03-15T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:19:09.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é solidão acompanhada,&lt;br /&gt; é quando o amor ainda não foi embora,&lt;br /&gt; mas o amado já...&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é amar um passado que ainda não passou,&lt;br /&gt;é recusar um presente que nos machuca,&lt;br /&gt;é não ver o futuro que nos convida...&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é sentir que existe o que não existe mais...&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é o inferno dos que perderam,&lt;br /&gt;é a dor dos que ficaram para trás,&lt;br /&gt; é o gosto de morte na boca dos que continuam...&lt;br /&gt;Só uma pessoa no mundo deseja sentir saudade:&lt;br /&gt;aquela que nunca amou.&lt;br /&gt;E esse é o maior dos sofrimentos:&lt;br /&gt;não ter por quem sentir saudades,&lt;br /&gt;passar pela vida e não viver.&lt;br /&gt;O maior dos sofrimentos é nunca ter sofrido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-5853795375632028548?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/5853795375632028548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=5853795375632028548' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/5853795375632028548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/5853795375632028548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2010/03/saudade-saudade-e-solidao-acompanhada-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-1527209584603037446</id><published>2010-03-15T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:17:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NÃO DEIXE O AMOR PASSAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando encontrar alguém&lt;br /&gt;e esse alguém fizer seu coração parar de funcionar&lt;br /&gt; por alguns segundos,&lt;br /&gt;preste atenção:&lt;br /&gt; pode ser a pessoa mais importante da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Se os olhares se cruzarem e, neste momento,&lt;br /&gt;houver o mesmo brilho intenso entre eles,&lt;br /&gt;fique alerta:&lt;br /&gt;pode ser a pessoa que você está esperando&lt;br /&gt;desde o dia em que nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;Se o toque dos lábios for intenso,&lt;br /&gt;se o beijo for apaixonante,&lt;br /&gt;e os olhos se encherem d’água neste momento,&lt;br /&gt; perceba: existe algo mágico entre vocês.&lt;br /&gt;Se o primeiro e o último pensamento do seu dia&lt;br /&gt; for essa pessoa, se a vontade de ficar juntos chegar a apertar o coração,&lt;br /&gt;agradeça: Deus te mandou um presente:&lt;br /&gt; O Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, preste atenção nos sinais -&lt;br /&gt;não deixe que as loucuras do dia-a-dia&lt;br /&gt; o deixem cego para a melhor coisa da vida: O AMOR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-1527209584603037446?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-8805046320896993185</id><published>2010-03-15T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:14:23.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BONS AMIGOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abençoados os que possuem amigos,&lt;br /&gt; os que os têm sem pedir.&lt;br /&gt;Porque amigo não se pede, não se compra, nem se vende.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo a gente sente!&lt;br /&gt;Benditos os que sofrem por amigos,&lt;br /&gt;os que falam com o olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque amigo não se cala, não questiona,&lt;br /&gt;nem se rende.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo a gente entende!&lt;br /&gt;Benditos os que guardam amigos,&lt;br /&gt;os que entregam o ombro pra chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque amigo sofre e chora.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo não tem hora pra consolar!&lt;br /&gt;Benditos sejam os amigos que acreditam na tua verdade&lt;br /&gt; ou te apontam a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Porque amigo é a direção.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é a base quando falta o chão!&lt;br /&gt;Benditos sejam todos os amigos de raízes, verdadeiros.&lt;br /&gt;Porque amigos são herdeiros da real sagacidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ter amigos é a melhor cumplicidade!&lt;br /&gt;Há pessoas que choram por saber que as rosas têm espinho,&lt;br /&gt;Há outras que sorriem por saber que os espinhos têm rosas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-8805046320896993185?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/8805046320896993185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=8805046320896993185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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houver amizade, Faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se a amizade permanecer,&lt;br /&gt;Um de outro se há-de lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se formos amigos de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;A amizade nos reaproximará.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia não mais existamos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;br /&gt; Nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, com a amizade construiremos tudo novamente,&lt;br /&gt; Cada vez de forma diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo único e inesquecível cada momento&lt;br /&gt;Que juntos viveremos e nos lembraremos para sempre.&lt;br /&gt; Há duas formas para viver a sua vida:&lt;br /&gt;Uma é acreditar que não existe milagre.&lt;br /&gt; A outra é acreditar que todas as coisas são um milagre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-4610048901288075174</id><published>2010-03-15T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:11:08.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UM DIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntei a um sábio,&lt;br /&gt;a diferença que havia entre amor e amizade,&lt;br /&gt;ele me disse essa verdade...&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é mais sensível,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade mais segura.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor nos dá asas,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade o chão.&lt;br /&gt;No Amor há mais carinho,&lt;br /&gt;na Amizade compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é plantado e com carinho cultivado,&lt;br /&gt;a Amizade vem faceira,&lt;br /&gt;e com troca de alegria e tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;torna-se uma grande e querida companheira.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando o Amor é sincero&lt;br /&gt;ele vem com um grande amigo,&lt;br /&gt;e quando a Amizade é concreta,&lt;br /&gt;ela é cheia de amor e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se tem um amigoou uma grande paixão,&lt;br /&gt;ambos sentimentos coexistem dentro do seu coração.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-4610048901288075174?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4610048901288075174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=4610048901288075174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4610048901288075174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/4610048901288075174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-6593462184806606603</id><published>2009-08-09T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:53:30.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mensagem para alguém especial...você!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou sendo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sincera&lt;/span&gt; viu:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nunca mais quero te&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nunca vou dizer que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te adoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realmente eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gosto&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nunca pense que eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serei &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;legal&lt;/span&gt; com você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obs&lt;/strong&gt;:.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Houve um erro grave por isso leia de baixo para cima.Te adoro!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-6593462184806606603?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/6593462184806606603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=6593462184806606603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/6593462184806606603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/6593462184806606603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/2009/08/mensagem-para-alguem-especial.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12245997410336921604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;A ALEGRIA NO PROLONGAR DO HORIZONTE.&lt;br /&gt;AS CRINÇAS TAMBÉM SENTEM E AMAM,PAI HOJE TE AMO,TODOS MEUS AMIGOS HOJE TE AMO E SEMPRE,PORQUE MEU AMOR POR TODOS VOCES É INCONDICIONAL,NÃO PODE SER TOCÁVEL,MAS PODE SER VISTO,PORQUE SIGNIFICA MUITO PR ALGUÉM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-842315851207646963?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/842315851207646963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=842315851207646963' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/842315851207646963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O segredo da felicidade é saber encontrar a nossa alegria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;na alegria dos outros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;          aut&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Felicidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a suprema felicidade da vida é ter a certeza de que somos amados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;         aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;felicidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não existe um caminho para a felicidade,a felicidade é o caminho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;       aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A alegria de saber que você existe,me faz forte para suportar a tristeza da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sua ausencia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;      aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verdades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Verdades destoem os sentmentos ,mas o silêncio destói o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Amigos verdadeiros são difíceis de encontrar,difíceis de abandonar e impossíveis de esquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.julie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Viver sem você é viver sem amar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ulie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ESTRELAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Estrelas são como amigas,sempre existem algumas ao redor basta você escolher  :você!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   aut.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;CONSCIENCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A consciência é o maior dos livros de moral,mas o menos consultado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; obs:.use com sabedoria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   aut.&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; DIFERENÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Para ser insubstituível,você tem que ser diferente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Não faça de sua vida um rascunho,pois você pode não ter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;passado a limpo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  O amor não é eterno,eterna é a capacidade de amar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PESSOAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; As pessoas com   quai   convivemos parecem todas iguais,porem só se diferenciam quando encontramos nelas determinadas qualidades especiais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; DESTINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nunca desperdice o tempo de hoje relembrando o que aconteceu ontem ou o que acontecerá amanhã.Cada minuto de sua vida é único,seja bom ou seja ruim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamais haverá outro igual.Por isso,nunca pense naquilo que acabou,mas sim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;naquilo que valeu a pena enquanto durou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AMIGOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qualquer um pode ficar do seu lado quando você está certo...mas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;um amigo verdadeiro permanece ao seu lado memso quando você está&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;errado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AMIGAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A vida sem emlhores amigas,são como o céu sem estrelas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;AMIGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Você me entende quando digo pra esquecer, espera sempre quando digo 1 minuto,fica do meu lado quando digo pra me deixar sozinha,por isso vc é minha melhor amiga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ulie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AMIGOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Se em cada estrada do mundo existir pessoas como você,o sol encontrará um motivo a mais para brilhar e a amizade um motivo justo e certo para existir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A arte de viver começa a ser percebida quando aprendemos a desembrulhar os presentes que a vida nos oferece e quando conseguimos presentear com sentimentos perceptíveis os seres que amamos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;      aut.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; LEMBRE SEMPRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Lembre-se e faça...do dia de ontem um simples sonho,do dia de hoje uma vaga visão,mas cada dia de hoje...viva intensamente,para fazer de cada dia de ontem um sonho de felicidade e de cada dia de amanhã uma visão de esperança ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEU NOME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     aut.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DEFEITOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muitas vezes desprezamos as pessoas com as quais convivemos diariamente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;por causa dos seus defeitos,quando na verdade, somos tão iguais ou piores que elas.Sabemos que essas pessoas precisam apenas de alguém que as compreendam e as amem não pelo o que elas podem fazer,mas pelo o que elas realmente são.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DÁDIVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus diz silenciosamente que somos grandes,maiores que os nossos problemas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e podemos vencê-los mesmo que estejamos fracos...E ele nos dá amigos...amigos especiais que lançam sobre nós a fé a esperança  de voltar á viver,sempre que os nossos sonhos adormecem,emorrem dentro de nós...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   aut,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IMPOSSÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impossível ...é apenas uma grande palavra usada por gente fraca que prefere viver no mundo que está em vez de usar o poder que tem para mudá-lo Impossível não é um fato.É uma opinião.Impossível não é uma declaração.É um desafio.Impossível é hipotético.Impossível é temporário.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SEM PENSAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nosso maior problema é sonhar com um roseiral florido que se encontra além do horizonte e não admirar as rosas que desabrocham abaixo da nossa janela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   aut.&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A felicidade não existe fora de nós,onde geralmente a procuramos,mas dentro de nós.onde raramente a encontramos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;   aut.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SENTIMENTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busque o sentimento da felicidade no interior de sua alma,pois a alegria de viver é o resultado da harmonia de seus pensamentos e sentimentos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MELHOR AMIGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; O melhor amigo é aquele que nos faz melhores doq ue somos.Que nos ajuda a enfrentar as situações difícieis e a não desperdiçar as oportunidades da vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;AMIGOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que tivesse nas mãos todo o perfume das rosas...nada teria sentido se não tivesse o presente mais valioso:sua amizade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    aut.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-1074073810594115935?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/1074073810594115935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=1074073810594115935' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/1074073810594115935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o amor não é cego,escuta e sente .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a vida é a coisa mais importante q deus me deu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;minha família é sagrada e  minha irmã levada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amar não é apenas amar ´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;é saber cuidar do seu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;frágil e infinito ,é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o meu amor por você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tua boca é o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;minha boca é a lua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no eclipse do amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;minha boca beija a sua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nesse natal ,o que não vai faltar é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;qual amor???? o meu amor por você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a família é  fiel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o amigo companheiro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e você especial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7ibdUZ81I/AAAAAAAAD2I/ELo-W83hcNg/s1600-h/bbbcfz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246379577287766866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7ibdUZ81I/AAAAAAAAD2I/ELo-W83hcNg/s400/bbbcfz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7ibdUZ81I/AAAAAAAAD2I/ELo-W83hcNg/s1600-h/bbbcfz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246379577287766866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7ibdUZ81I/AAAAAAAAD2I/ELo-W83hcNg/s400/bbbcfz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;foi fácil me encontrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mas é difícil me esquecer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7474494879482265095-7484575296246780242?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SbL9ph4WTRI/AAAAAAAAFf0/i8HjNrJ77_s/S220/logo+definitiva.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7ibdUZ81I/AAAAAAAAD2I/ELo-W83hcNg/s72-c/bbbcfz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-5530298293013493821</id><published>2008-09-15T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:29:37.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7htxnFw8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/sCIPMKQlelQ/s1600-h/bvbvbdfdgtdbgv.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246378792460862402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" height="52" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7htxnFw8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/sCIPMKQlelQ/s400/bvbvbdfdgtdbgv.gif" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;os amigos são a companhia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o amor é o guia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a paz é a sinceridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e deus a liberdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;os amigos são especiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;as famílias os ancestrais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o carinho é o cuidado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amar é ser amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;os amigos ficam ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e deus diz:está encerrado!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a amizade não tem fim ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;por fim é infinita!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ambos são especiais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mas apenas os amigos são legais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a paz é a rotina do refaz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o arrepio é a rotina do assobio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amizade é uma amiga sorrateira e que vem de mansinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;você tem amigo gordiho???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o coração guia a emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a alma guia a calma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o espírito guia a alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a cabeça guia a beleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;um simples toque vira um coque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a sua mão guia o perdão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o perdão não guia a solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eu posso ser sua vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mas amigos para sempre não é ferida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;posso ser seu amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ele pode não gostar de você também,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mas a amizade é só para quem te ama de verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amizade é só para quem te quer bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amizade quer dizer eternidade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>Rede aan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14598879539243374708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SbL9ph4WTRI/AAAAAAAAFf0/i8HjNrJ77_s/S220/logo+definitiva.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7htxnFw8I/AAAAAAAAD2A/sCIPMKQlelQ/s72-c/bvbvbdfdgtdbgv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-3905737496662535442</id><published>2008-09-15T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:17:54.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o amor é infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7e7PSyx5I/AAAAAAAAD14/cw3JMh2j_7U/s1600-h/bbbb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246375725232211858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" height="117" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SM7e7PSyx5I/AAAAAAAAD14/cw3JMh2j_7U/s400/bbbb.bmp" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e é incondicional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cante o ino nacional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e verá que o amor está &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;em toda parte .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor engraçado ,amor louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor rejeitado,amor apaixonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor divertido,amor esquisito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;todo tipo de amor é incolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alguns acham que paixão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é amar ,mas paixão é gostar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é pensar que ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor é estar junto ,em todos os momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amar é saber compartilhar e curtir enquanto ainda tem tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amar é uma palavra forte ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;que a gente não pode dizer toda santa hora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você ama diferente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você ama a todos só que com sentimentos diferentes ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;por exemplo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você ama sua amiga,gosta muito dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você ama sua família,você quer estar junto e saber curtir enquanto pode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você ama seu namorado,você gosta dele e quer ser feliz ao lado dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amar é muito bom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas exige responsabilidade,cuidado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;carinho, porque amar é ter uma grande responsabilidade ao próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obs:curta seu amor ,louco,divertido ,amigo...para sempre pois não importa,como ,de que tipo,como ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não importa ,o que importa é que você ama ,amará,e amou todos,como cabe todos dentro do seu coração???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é só querer!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-3905737496662535442?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/3905737496662535442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=3905737496662535442' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Clique no poema para vê-lo ampliado&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/7474494879482265095-8389808459701278761?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/8389808459701278761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=8389808459701278761' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8389808459701278761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/8389808459701278761'/><link 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SEXpDrGB44I/AAAAAAAABVo/2ILTv7m_XYQ/s1600-h/poema+jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207824793440740226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SEXpDrGB44I/AAAAAAAABVo/2ILTv7m_XYQ/s400/poema+jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; clique no poema para vê-lo ampliado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/7474494879482265095-447182175081016578?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/447182175081016578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tasPJUkqr4Q/SEXpDrGB44I/AAAAAAAABVo/2ILTv7m_XYQ/s72-c/poema+jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7474494879482265095.post-1559281181343162513</id><published>2008-06-02T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:48:44.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apresentação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   Sou Julie Valadares Cotta estou fazendo este blog  porque gosto muito de literatura, de comunicação com outras pessoas, gosto muito, aliás sou louca por poesia, faço muitos textos interessantes e poemas lindos.&lt;br /&gt;    Sou muito extrovertida e quero que com este blog  vocês de todos os lugares aprendam mais sobre como fazer poesias e principalmente produções de texto.&lt;br /&gt;     Eu acho que saber poesia não é apenas rimar, é também amar a literatura e criar pelo coração frases interessantes e que despertem o interesse das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;     Gosto bastante de inventar textos , na escola por exemplo, crio textos que preenche na frente e atrás de uma folha .&lt;br /&gt;      Texto, poesia, é preciso querer, e batalhar pelo o que quer e no final sempre sucesso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7474494879482265095-1559281181343162513?l=flyingpoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingpoem.blogspot.com/feeds/1559281181343162513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7474494879482265095&amp;postID=1559281181343162513' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7474494879482265095/posts/default/1559281181343162513'/><link 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