<?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-5339056955938818990</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:28:31.532-02:00</updated><category term='Marcelo Camelo'/><category term='02 Neurônio'/><category term='Just Off Turner'/><category term='William Shakespeare'/><category term='Paramore'/><category term='Gravity'/><category term='Gênesis'/><category term='Crepúsculo'/><category term='Gravidade'/><category term='Coldplay'/><category term='Jabor'/><category term='Álvaro de Campos'/><category term='Los Hermanos'/><category term='William P. Young'/><category term='War of My Life'/><category term='Lua Nova'/><category term='Bíblia'/><category term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><category term='John Mayer'/><category term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category term='Battle Studies'/><category term='Romeu e Julieta'/><category term='Stephnie Meyer'/><category term='A Cabana'/><category term='internet'/><category term='Fernando Pessoa'/><category term='Mute Math'/><category term='Eunice Ferrari'/><category term='Everwood'/><title type='text'>Vidas em Palavras</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-1242441637395486124</id><published>2011-01-06T09:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:09:04.057-02:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy howd u survive the holidays. you have a new years resolution?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No, I don't have one. I avoid this kind of thing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1242441637395486124?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1242441637395486124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1242441637395486124' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1242441637395486124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1242441637395486124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2011/01/heyy-howd-u-survive-holidays-you-have.html' title='heyy howd u survive the holidays. you have a new years resolution?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-3711517383484534988</id><published>2010-12-22T23:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:57:39.281-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>notes delete edit Monday, Dec. 22, 2010 at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Espero acontecer&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;O que não vai acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Espero o anoitecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Para adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E paro de adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ante do amanhecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não encontro o acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Vem o adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E agora vem o amanhecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não há mais adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E mais uma vez não há o acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Espero o acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que não vai acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Espero o anoitecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Esperando o acontecer não acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Adormecer não adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Amanhecer sem acontecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ciclos e ciclos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Inseridos em um único ciclo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;22 de dezembro de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3711517383484534988?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3711517383484534988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3711517383484534988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3711517383484534988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3711517383484534988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/12/notes-delete-edit-monday-dec-22-2010-at.html' title='notes delete edit Monday, Dec. 22, 2010 at night'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-4174541787621017424</id><published>2010-11-07T23:11:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:11:23.215-02:00</updated><title type='text'>consegue viver normalmente com seu DAT e seu autismo?  Beeijos'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Olha o primeiro eu devo ter, mas o segundo eu nao tenho, e consigo viver normalmente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-4174541787621017424?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4174541787621017424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=4174541787621017424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4174541787621017424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4174541787621017424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/consegue-viver-normalmente-com-seu-dat.html' title='consegue viver normalmente com seu DAT e seu autismo?  Beeijos&amp;#39;'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6548433766452234759</id><published>2010-11-05T22:55:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:55:53.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'>posso tentar te fazer feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Acho que jah respondi essa pergunta e comecou a achar que o meu formspring tah louco... duas ou tres perguntas abaixo tem a reposta para essa pergunta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6548433766452234759?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6548433766452234759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6548433766452234759' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6548433766452234759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6548433766452234759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/posso-tentar-te-fazer-feliz_05.html' title='posso tentar te fazer feliz?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8191406245985892606</id><published>2010-11-05T22:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:55:09.013-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Nops&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8191406245985892606?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8191406245985892606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8191406245985892606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8191406245985892606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8191406245985892606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/feliz_05.html' title='Feliz?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7825504130798870688</id><published>2010-11-04T22:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:20:54.020-02:00</updated><title type='text'>posso tentar te fazer feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Nao jah respondi essa pergunta? rs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7825504130798870688?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7825504130798870688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7825504130798870688' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7825504130798870688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7825504130798870688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/posso-tentar-te-fazer-feliz_04.html' title='posso tentar te fazer feliz?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-1063072888788959587</id><published>2010-11-03T21:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:58:07.494-02:00</updated><title type='text'>posso tentar te fazer feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Se vc for a Patricia pode a qualquer momento&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1063072888788959587?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1063072888788959587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1063072888788959587' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1063072888788959587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1063072888788959587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/posso-tentar-te-fazer-feliz.html' title='posso tentar te fazer feliz?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8925927907453556439</id><published>2010-11-03T18:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:39:37.520-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Nao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8925927907453556439?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8925927907453556439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8925927907453556439' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8925927907453556439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8925927907453556439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/11/feliz.html' title='Feliz?'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6722410357355929382</id><published>2010-11-03T18:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:07:35.975-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Texto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Primeiro, faltaram centos e coisas do tipo, estou escrevendo direto no blog e nao tenho acentos e afins no teclado do meu laptop...&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perdido... saudade pura...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;De companhia, voz e conversa, de um olhar que nao ha como explicar...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saudade pura...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do que eh e do que o futuro eh...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O interiorzao espera por nos e o violao, o coracao? Esse nem sabe onde tah... por que o lugar dele se foi, whyyyyyyyyyyyy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um mar de erros deixei desagua quando o que eu mais quero se escorreu por entre meus dedos e agora, aqui estou eu... em uma sala, na frente de um computador, pensando em quanto sou tolo e lah se vai ela e eu? Eu toh puto, desculpem o palavrao, comigo por nao ser o que se eh preciso...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Agora me passam dois alunos cantando I'm yours... our time is short...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu toh eh decepcionado comigo e eu nao preciso de map, eu preciso de... voce sabe o que...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O que faco? Como faco? Diga e eu faco e do jeito que quiser...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Citando John Mayer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Is there a God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why is He waiting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't you think of it odd&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When he knows my address"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Existe um Deus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Por que ele esta esperando?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Voce nao acha estranho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quando ela sabe o meu endereco"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So sorry people&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PORRAAAA!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.............&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span 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title='Texto'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7967726457634824657</id><published>2010-11-01T18:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:20:49.071-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>Empty as I've never felt before&lt;br /&gt;Empty like an oster with no pearls inside&lt;br /&gt;Empty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7967726457634824657?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-5339056955938818990.post-947513744545255126</id><published>2010-10-27T17:07:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T17:09:46.595-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Tempo e Espaço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8sGuUFeRsY/TMh4nnz97bI/AAAAAAAAAFA/da5DlQywYiU/s1600/19+de+Setembro+(Casa+da+Pah)+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532804764321836466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8sGuUFeRsY/TMh4nnz97bI/AAAAAAAAAFA/da5DlQywYiU/s320/19+de+Setembro+(Casa+da+Pah)+6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Um sorriso&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Um abraço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Um simples prazer de estar no seu espaço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Contemplando o teu olhar no meu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Olhando os lábios teus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sorriso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Abraço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Prazer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Todos em um mesmo espaço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Teu &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Meu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nosso &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Abraço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sorriso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Contemplados &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nada perdido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Esse tempo se foi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Agora somos eu e você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Você e eu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Teu sorriso e meu abraço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Meu sorriso e teu abraço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Meu olhar e teu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Teu olhar e meu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No nosso tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No nosso espaço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nosso amor através do tempo e espaço &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;27 de outubro de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-947513744545255126?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/947513744545255126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=947513744545255126' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-1867220515877205186</id><published>2010-09-27T10:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T10:20:29.991-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8sGuUFeRsY/TKCZ_QJDu3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/wXgpn92LKnY/s1600/26+de+Setembro+(Casa+da+Pah)+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521582455099997042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8sGuUFeRsY/TKCZ_QJDu3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/wXgpn92LKnY/s320/26+de+Setembro+(Casa+da+Pah)+5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nesse dia e nos outros&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que hão de surgir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quero ser sua companhia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nos dias de Inverno e Verão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Outono e Primavera&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ser sua companhia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nos dias que temos tudo em um só &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;não vou te deixar só&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Vou orar por ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Estar ai&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Olhar pra ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Estar ai&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Seguir seus passos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E tornar meus abraços o seu lar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nesse dia e nos outros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que hão de surgir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Na sua companhia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;10hr13&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;27 de setembro de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1867220515877205186?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1867220515877205186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1867220515877205186' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1867220515877205186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1867220515877205186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/09/nesse-dia-e-nos-outros-que-hao-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e8sGuUFeRsY/TKCZ_QJDu3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/wXgpn92LKnY/s72-c/26+de+Setembro+(Casa+da+Pah)+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-6274543506696381682</id><published>2010-09-03T15:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T15:26:05.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apaixonado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Ahhh pergunta anonima... estou bem feliz, entao acho que estou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6274543506696381682?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-5339056955938818990.post-7919480538242060943</id><published>2010-08-23T22:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:30:36.447-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcelo Camelo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Hermanos'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Canta que é no canto que eu vou chegar&lt;br /&gt;Canta o teu encanto que é pra me encantar&lt;br /&gt;Canta para mim, qualquer coisa assim sobre você&lt;br /&gt;Que explique a minha paz&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza nunca mais"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casa Pré-fabricada&lt;/strong&gt; - Marcelo Camelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7919480538242060943?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7919480538242060943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7919480538242060943' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7919480538242060943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7919480538242060943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/08/casa-pre-fabricada.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-3492297394992555367</id><published>2010-07-23T17:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:09:41.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alêee  *--*
You think it's a good teacher?
By: Dai :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hum... I don't know it, you have to say if I am or not a good teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/AleSP?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3492297394992555367?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3492297394992555367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3492297394992555367' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3492297394992555367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3492297394992555367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/07/aleee-you-think-it-good-teacher-by-dai.html' title='Alêee  *--*&#xA;You think it&amp;#39;s a good teacher?&#xA;By: Dai :D'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5309217328046517138</id><published>2010-07-17T01:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:02:18.627-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sinto sua falta&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E queimo os dias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Os dias vão sendo queimados&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E eu vou sendo preenchido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De saudade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Saudade que sinto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Por sua ausência&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sinto falta do seu abraço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sinto falta de&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;preenche minutos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que ninguém mais pode preencher&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em milésimos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De segundos dos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Minutos que agora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;São horas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sem você &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;17 de Julho de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5309217328046517138?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5309217328046517138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5309217328046517138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5309217328046517138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5309217328046517138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/07/ii.html' title='II'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-2995148734332137943</id><published>2010-07-15T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:44:57.554-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Volta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sua ausência&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Se tornou presença&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Solidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não cabe em uma canção&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Um coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Meu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sem canção&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não sinto seu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Dist&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;â&lt;/span&gt;ncia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ausência&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Solidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Traz de volta seu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Canta sua canção&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Volta e me tira a solidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Traz de volta seu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Canta sua canção&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Volta e me tira essa ausência&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;essa dist&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;â&lt;/span&gt;ncia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Volta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;14 e 15 de Julho de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" 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0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Se&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt; te encontrasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Seguraria sua bela face com minhas mãos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;com todo meu carinho e cuidado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Te beijaria na face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tocaria seus lábios com meus lábios&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;e me encontraria nos seus olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;para falar algumas palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;que fazem&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;seu rosto se perder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;em algum ponto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Te abraçaria para não se perder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;se&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt; aconchegando &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em meus braços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No abraço que depois se tornaria&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Um laço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quando nossas mãos se encontrassem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;eu te encontraria &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;como desejo te encontrar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;08 e 09 de Julho de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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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-5339056955938818990.post-6352485868424916059</id><published>2010-07-08T00:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:40:29.063-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>08 de Julho de 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não sei se você me recebeu em seus braços, &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;mas eu te acolhi em meus &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;e sou mais feliz por isso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Somos por do sol, nascer do sol…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt; &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Cada conversa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt; &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;construído muito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com calma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com zelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como se deve ser &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt; &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Abraço (sem jeito)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;de Beijo e&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Bracos 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lang="PT-BR"&gt;calmas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De abraços com jeito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com você em meus braços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Eu nos seus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt; &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;braços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times 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'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Singelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Simplesmente seu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3277328891983839167?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3277328891983839167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3277328891983839167' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nos dias que se passam lentos e velozes&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A ausência da sua voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;É um silêncio mesmo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que eu esteja na multidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De sons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De vozes e carros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que passam lentos e velozes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Como os dias sem sua voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Eu sou silencio na multidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De sons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De vozes e carros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Lentos e velozes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que tentam ocupar o vazio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O vazio de um som que ressoa &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;em minha alma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;em meu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Lento e veloz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ansioso por sua voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No meio da multidão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De sons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De vozes e carros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Que passam lentos e velozes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Como os dias sem sua voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span 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title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/431529666195614787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/431529666195614787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/07/silencio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8913928395508968314</id><published>2010-06-17T23:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:27:18.842-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Errado Cuidadosamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Nossos olhares pintados da mesma cor&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;desconhecida cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; sabor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;contido nos lábios intocáveis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; observados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt; com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;Seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;Meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Pulsão sem jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;e no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; mesmo ritmo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Eu mostro meu desejo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Você perde seu jeito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-weight: boldfont-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; estamos perdidos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt; inicio &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;com palavras que escolhi errado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;que você entendeu errado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Do agora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;com palavras que escolho cuidadosamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;você entende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt; cuidadosamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', 'serif';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;16 de Junho de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-517515494284291065</id><published>2010-06-11T21:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:05:02.804-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Going Waking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;She is going to bed&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;thinking about us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Here in my bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;I’m thinking about us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;‘Cause maybe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;a pair of thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;can bring up with the words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;we are waiting for&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;But maybe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;there’s nothing to figure out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;between you and me together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;‘Cause our feelings are &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;right here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;right now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;We just have to let them in&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;let them out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;She is waking up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Here in my bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;I’m writing her some words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;some words to touch her heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;to open her heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;without hurting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;with love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Here I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;There She is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;We are more than one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;We are what we are&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;and nobody else can understand us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;11 de Junho de&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" 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mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Nosso momento resumido&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em um abraço tímido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;sem jeito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Resumo momento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em seu perfume&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que busco antes de adormecer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;desde então&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Nosso momento resumido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em gestos tímidos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;(guardados)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;que de tão lidos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;por nossos olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;se transformaram &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;em um abraço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;dois braços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;quatro braços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;dois abraços&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;entre intervalos no&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Momento resumo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;seu perfume&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;nosso abraço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;nossos gestos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;em nosso momento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;04 de Junho de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" 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mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sua presença me transformou e me transforma a cada olhar,&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;cada &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;abraco,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;cada encontro…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Na verdade &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sua presença me levou e me leva para o meu eu perdido,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;eu guardado,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;eu encontro…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;em você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Paz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tranquilidade mesmo no&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Caos da vida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;encontro você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;encontro carinho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;e até desafino &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;quando&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Te encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;encontro &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Eu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Encontra...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;03 de Junho de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-226762112854198765?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/226762112854198765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=226762112854198765' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/226762112854198765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/226762112854198765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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brilho intenso dos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;(Eu) renasço&lt;br /&gt;(Pois) da maciez da sua pele&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me em casa&lt;br /&gt;(Pois) do calor aconchegante da sua alma&lt;br /&gt;(Eu) sinto segurança&lt;br /&gt;Da sua face bela&lt;br /&gt;beleza de seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Segurança&lt;br /&gt;Da sua alma bela&lt;br /&gt;que tranpassa sua bela pele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;01 de Junho de 2010&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/5339056955938818990-7576224092646957038?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7576224092646957038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7576224092646957038' title='0 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Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Fim de Domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ela chegou inesperadamente&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Agradeço por isso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Enquanto eu entrei sem pedir licença&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tal ato deve ser seguido de&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Desculpas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ela chegou inesperadamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Meu Deus!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ela trouxe tal paz para o meu coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;tão cicatrizado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;para minha alma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;tão cicatrizada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que eu ainda não sei quais palavras dizer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;pois&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ela ainda me traz essa paz &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;em cada olhar tímido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;sorriso tímido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;e abraço que tentamos dar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Enquanto eu busco palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;atos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;para recompensá-la por todo bem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;que me traz, que me faz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ela chegou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E eu?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Eu estou aqui com ela&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;no corpo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;na alma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;no coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;30 de Maio de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5213032127570621350?l=vidaspalavras.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-5339056955938818990.post-225369472212578750</id><published>2010-05-28T18:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:51:43.832-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Quote 1 (Or Short Poem)</title><content type='html'>You make my heart feel good&lt;br /&gt;Have you already realized it?&lt;br /&gt;Every shy embrace we have&lt;br /&gt;You break the chains of my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Setting them free&lt;br /&gt;Setting me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;27 de Maio de 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E meu outro blog &lt;a href="http://www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-2869995992928092866</id><published>2010-05-27T22:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:44:56.557-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Eu ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Você sabe&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sabe que&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt; eu sou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Cuidadoso com você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E me diz mais uma vez&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Eu sei”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E eu como sou &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Encantado por seu ser &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;e &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Digo palavras para brilharem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;nos seu olhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;e encantarem &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;sua alma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Você as utiliza e diz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Eu sou”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Confirmo mais uma vez&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As mesmas palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Palavras tentando descrever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tudo que acontece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tudo que você &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E sem jeito elas vão saindo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Você&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Eu gosto”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E eu digo que gosto de ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Eu sei”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;25 e 27 de Maio de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No outro blog &lt;a href="http://www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.vidaspalavras.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2869995992928092866?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2869995992928092866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2869995992928092866' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2869995992928092866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Inclassificável é a palavra que se encaixa perfeitamente para esses meses que se passaram até agora, esses últimos meses são inclassificáveis, assim como Machado, pois Machado é Machado e não Romantismo ou Realismo.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Assim como os Beatles são musica e não uma banda de rock, pop, pop rock… como as pessoas dizem que eles são e mesmo ficando atrás do U2 na lista das melhores bandas de algum amigo, os Beatles são os Beatles ontem hoje e amanha, pois Eleonor Rigby é clássico e Blackbird é folk…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Blackbird, pássaros cantando e uma imagem estática de uma &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;árvore&lt;/span&gt;, duas pessoas, nada de violão, apenas palavras, sons, jeitos sem jeitos, momento inclassificável… e a conversa inclassificável, ate podemos chamar essa conversa e tantas outras que temos de rodízio de pizza, mas no fundo sabemos que elas são inclassificáveis como você é inclassificável para mim e nossa relação, por mais inversa que ela seja, também é inclassificável como a cor dos nossos olhos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Inclassificável é a palavra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ponto… pontos… como se precisasse…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1409862930134303430?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1409862930134303430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1409862930134303430' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1409862930134303430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1409862930134303430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/05/inclassificavel.html' title='Inclassificável'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-403187541153168415</id><published>2010-05-03T00:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:10:37.863-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>When All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Show me how I can show you&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the words you need to listen to feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the feelings you need to face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;All the moments we have passed through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Say to me what I can say to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When you see my face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When I look at you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;When you are hugging yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Show &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Say&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Say to me how I can show you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the words you need to listen to face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the feelings you need when I look at you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;All the moments you are hugging yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Show me what I can say to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When you need to listen to feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When I look at you to face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When you have passed through&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Show me how&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Say me when&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I show what&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I say to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Through&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Feelings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are walking through&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;01 e 02 de Maio de 2010&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-403187541153168415?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/403187541153168415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=403187541153168415' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/403187541153168415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/403187541153168415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-all.html' title='When All'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-3282313144340467874</id><published>2010-05-02T02:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T02:22:00.233-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Você tem palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Descobri hoje com o passar dos segundos do dia que você é quem esta em mim.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Descobri hoje em meio à multidão que é você quem &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;está&lt;/span&gt; aqui.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Descobri observando os casais da multidão, os casais que bebem daquela felicidade jovial ou aqueles que discutem, que é você aqui em mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se hoje, durante a noite, me perguntaram se meu coração tinha dono e falei que não, menti, menti para quem perguntou e para mim mesmo que disse não. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tolo, tolo eu de não reconhecer tudo que falamos, passamos, tolo eu de não assumir todo sentimento que temos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tolo eu de não admitir que você me envolveu de uma forma… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Envolveu meu tolo ser…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Envolveu meu tolo coração…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não, não, não são tolos…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Envolveu meu ser, o melhor de mim… Envolve cada dia um pouco mais...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Envolveu meu coração, o melhor de mim… Envolve cada dia um pouco mais...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Envolveu minha alma, o melhor de mim… Envolve cada dia um pouco mais...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Você me venceu com sua espada, isso eu digo, escrevo… só é difícil aceitar, pois batalhas devem ser um pouco mais longas, mas você e sua Excalibur me venceram, venceram meu Aegis, me venceu, então tome meu escudo para ti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tome sua espada, tome meu escudo, nos tornemos um só cavalheiro e vamos seguir batalha, não serão fáceis, mas dedicação, compreensão, amor, companheirismo… quebram barreiras, vencem batalhas… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não sou o melhor, talvez nunca seja o melhor para seu universo, mas estou aqui… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou de braços abertos, coração aberto…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou aqui aceitando que ninguém vai te superar…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aceitando nossas diferenças e que teremos muitas batalhas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assumindo que eu tenho que te esperar…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aguardar por seu sim ou não…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E espero sem medo por sua resposta, pois seja qual for sei que ela será a melhor para nos e não para mim ou você.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;Você venceu, venceu quem te escreve e venceu a todos que estavam ao redor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: PT-BR;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" lang="PT-BR"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;01 e 02 de Maio de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3282313144340467874?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3282313144340467874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3282313144340467874' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3282313144340467874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3282313144340467874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/05/voce.html' title='Você tem palavras'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2172101785352695962</id><published>2010-04-29T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:48:11.383-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Indecisa Crise do Caos</title><content type='html'>Caos&lt;br /&gt;Razão&lt;br /&gt;Indecisão (crise)&lt;br /&gt;Solução&lt;br /&gt;Encontrada no&lt;br /&gt;Coração&lt;br /&gt;Aberto&lt;br /&gt;Onde&lt;br /&gt;Suspiro é sinal de vida&lt;br /&gt;Indispensável e&lt;br /&gt;Nunca depois do&lt;br /&gt;Depois é&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente&lt;br /&gt;Como antes a&lt;br /&gt;Indecisão&lt;br /&gt;Sempre, somente&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;26 e 27 de Abril de 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De palavras em crise&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;Indecisas&lt;br /&gt;Decididas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, indecisão&lt;br /&gt;O coração se abriu&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando caos e beleza&lt;br /&gt;Assim como sua pureza se revelou&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras que se lançaram&lt;br /&gt;do seu coração que pulsa&lt;br /&gt;Em sintonia com o&lt;br /&gt;caos que habita seu ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu ser&lt;br /&gt;Ser de palavras&lt;br /&gt;Conceitos&lt;br /&gt;Ser como se deve ser&lt;br /&gt;Com pensamentos em crise&lt;br /&gt;Se revela&lt;br /&gt;Quando as palavras se lançam do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crise&lt;br /&gt;Indecisa&lt;br /&gt;Caos&lt;br /&gt;Se há beleza?&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que não&lt;br /&gt;Mas e o caos do coração&lt;br /&gt;a crise do ser&lt;br /&gt;a indecisa alma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;26, 27 e 28 de Abril de 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5339056955938818990-2172101785352695962?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2172101785352695962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2172101785352695962' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2172101785352695962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2172101785352695962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/04/indecisa-crise-do-caos.html' title='Indecisa Crise do Caos'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-2854686264515956356</id><published>2010-04-27T21:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:23:48.832-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>How to</title><content type='html'>You said You'd try harder next time&lt;br /&gt;But you don't need to try harder next time darling&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm learning how to follow you&lt;br /&gt;Not how to follow your thoughts... I know it's tough&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning how to follow your signs&lt;br /&gt;As your beautiful hands in a shy embrace to become&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts in beautiful words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts in words&lt;br /&gt;Words that I love listening to&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts in words&lt;br /&gt;Words I venture to say&lt;br /&gt;When they should be kept in my memories and heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As your beautiful eyes search on your soul and body&lt;br /&gt;the right words to show your point of view&lt;br /&gt;your valeus&lt;br /&gt;Values that conquer me, my soul, my heart as Alexander conquered many territories&lt;br /&gt;So darling&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to try harder next time&lt;br /&gt;You just need to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;As you have been since I met you&lt;br /&gt;and I'll learn how to follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;25 e 26 de Abril de 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2854686264515956356?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2854686264515956356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2854686264515956356' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2854686264515956356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2854686264515956356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to.html' title='How to'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2244737057405600366</id><published>2010-04-21T23:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T00:04:09.709-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gravidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gravity'/><title type='text'>Gravidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Gravidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A idéia do texto saiu de uma música do John Mayer chamada Gravity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Antes de tudo alguns trechos de parágrafos são uma cópia exata de outros sobre gravidade, pois às vezes me complico em minhas explicações e se eu não copiar certos trechos vou acabar complicado toda a idéia que será baseada em gravidade e sua ação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Como todos sabem o planeta Terra gira em torno do Sol, mas ele só se mantém em órbita pela ação de uma força chamada gravidade. Caso ela não existisse, nenhum planeta poderia orbitar em torno do Sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A gravidade é uma força que age entre quaisquer corpos: assim, todos os objetos possuem gravidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A intensidade da força de atração, no entanto, depende da massa do objeto. É por essa razão que corpos grandes, como planetas, têm gravidade elevada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Todos sabemos que a gravidade age sobre nós, mantendo-nos presos à Terra não importando o local onde estamos. Isso acontece porque a atração da gravidade se dá em direção ao centro da Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Confesso agora que minha idéia seria toda baseada nessas teorias que acabei de citar, mas depois que li um pouco sobre gravidade descobri algo que pode dar um algo mais, mas nesse primeiro momento vou ficar apenas com essas teorias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amor, paixão e mais outros sentimentos podem ser chamar de gravidade também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;É bem provável que você esteja me achando louco, então para mostrar que não sou tão louco, eu vou fazer algumas modificações no parágrafo explicativo sobre gravidade e colocar abaixo desse parágrafo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O amor é uma força que age entre quaisquer corpos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A intensidade da força de atração, no entanto, depende do desejo do ser. É por essa razão que desejos grandes têm amor elevado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vou tentar modificar a outra parte explicativa para minha loucura ficar menor ou maior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Todos sabemos que o amor age sobre nós, mantendo-nos presos à algo não importando o local onde estamos. Isso acontece porque a atração do amor se dá em direção ao centro de desejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pode até ser absurdo o que estou dizendo, mas não tanto, pois o amor que sentimos por algo ou alguém nos mantém “preso” da mesma forma que a gravidade nos mantém “presos” na Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eu não modifiquei a primeira parte da explicação, mas leia mais uma vez e depois leia o próximo parágrafo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vivemos em torno de nossos desejos, vontades... mas isso só acontece porque amamos esses desejos, vontades... caso não tivéssemos esse amor por eles não viveríamos em torno deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Poderia continuar aqui falando da gravidade nesse ponto de vista, mas ao ler poucas coisas sobre gravidade eu descobri ou redescobri algo sobre a Lua e a Terra, um fato que acho que vai deixar um pouco mais interessante esse texto meu chato, mais uma parte teórica então!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A gravidade mantém a Lua em órbita em torno da Terra, pois os corpos se atraem simultaneamente. Notam-se os efeitos da gravidade lunar pelo comportamento das marés: a atração da Lua faz o nível da água subir e descer, conforme a Lua gira em torno da Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Quando li isso logo pensei na relação homem e mulher, quando um se apaixona pelo o outro e como eles se afetam por isso mesmo não tendo contato um com o outro, pois é tudo muito similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Quando pessoas se apaixonam elas se atraem simultaneamente, o amor as mantém em torno uma da outra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ainda temos o fato que podemos notar os efeitos da “gravidade lunar” em relacionamentos pelo comportamento das ações, sentimentos... a atração pelo o outro ser faz o nível dos sentimentos subirem ou descerem no outro ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Agora que tentei mostrar a igualdade entre amor e gravidade, eu queria te fazer uma pergunta, já que o amor é como a gravidade você prefere viver como um planeta ou um corpo em queda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pensou? Qual sua resposta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Espero que não tenha respondido que quer ser um planeta, pois se você quer ser um planeta fique sabendo nunca vai tocar, ter... seu desejo e porque? Pense sobre a Lua e a Terra, por exemplo, eles se atraem, a Lua mexe com as marés, mas eles nunca vão se aproximar ao contrário de um corpo em queda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Talvez você esteja com aquele pensamento ou até mesmo falou “e aí?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;E aí que se você for um corpo em queda e não um planeta você vai ao encontro do que você deseja, você vai se chocar com ele e não apenas girar em torno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;E caso ache isso não tenha relação nenhuma com gravidade é se lembrar que Isaac Newton percebeu que a força que faz uma fruta cair no chão é a mesma que mantém a Lua em sua órbita e os planetas girando em torno do Sol. A partir disso, ele formulou a lei da gravitação universal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2244737057405600366?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2244737057405600366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2244737057405600366' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2244737057405600366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2244737057405600366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/04/gravidade.html' title='Gravidade'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-4877234386649738902</id><published>2010-04-13T21:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:10:38.840-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Traços leves&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que jorram palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Brancas como neve&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sua pele que&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Exala felicidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Atrai beijo leve&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Na pele branca&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como a neve&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que se derrete&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com o fim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Do Inverno&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que não aquece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como seus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Pensamentos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como suas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tão pensadas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Do inicio de Outono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De inicio de encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Inesperado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com flores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De Outono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que não conto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como flores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De Outono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Esperando&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Suas palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que não encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em qualquer canto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como belas flores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De Outono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que se lançam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ao chão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E aguardam a beleza&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Branca&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Da neve&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que o vento leve&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Trouxe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sem perguntar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Ao coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;O quanto ele&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;É receio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que vejo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;No brilho verde&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De olhares&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que nascem na&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Primavera&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que guarda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Todos corações&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E ações&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com zelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E precaução&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De coração&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Belo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como flores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De Primavera&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que caem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;No Outono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;E aguardam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;A neve branca&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Do Inverno&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Que encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Aquecido &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Em suas palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR"&gt; &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;De encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;09 de Abril de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;10 de Abril de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;11 de Abril de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;12 de Abril de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;13 de Abril de 2010&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-4877234386649738902?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4877234386649738902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=4877234386649738902' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4877234386649738902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4877234386649738902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/04/neve.html' title='Neve'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7265637764565523337</id><published>2010-03-02T21:49:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:47:36.502-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>A New Song from....</title><content type='html'>John Mayer, ele tocou uma nova musica ontem e aqui temos a letra dela:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, I watch you try&lt;br /&gt;To see yoursef through other's eyes&lt;br /&gt;The mirrors are a losing game&lt;br /&gt;They only show you backwards anymay&lt;br /&gt;The magic and the misery&lt;br /&gt;Come and go so easily&lt;br /&gt;But everything you'll never be&lt;br /&gt;You already are to me&lt;br /&gt;You were only five years old&lt;br /&gt;Playing princess in your mother's clothes&lt;br /&gt;Could you feel me standing next to you&lt;br /&gt;With my plastic sword and playground shoes&lt;br /&gt;Saying "If my dear I'm Lancelot,&lt;br /&gt;Dragons couldn't fell me now."&lt;br /&gt;Because everything you'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;You already are to me&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why why you think you need to do it&lt;br /&gt;How&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I just sit back in my seat and wait right through it (???)&lt;br /&gt;When the memories are ten feet tall&lt;br /&gt;Throwing shadows on your bedroom wall&lt;br /&gt;When you pull the shades and kill the lights&lt;br /&gt;Will you hear me singing out tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Will you hear me singing out tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Days are long and words are cruel&lt;br /&gt;They won't get the best of you&lt;br /&gt;Because everything you'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;You have always been to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKGXpVDzJ58"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKGXpVDzJ58&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7265637764565523337?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7265637764565523337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7265637764565523337' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7265637764565523337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7265637764565523337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-song-from.html' title='A New Song from....'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-5791663444746765038</id><published>2010-02-26T11:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:49:41.551-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dream &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me a dream&lt;br /&gt;Bring me you in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Bring me all that feelings that I've not been feeling theses last days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me your smile&lt;br /&gt;again and again&lt;br /&gt;Bring me what you want to&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you act as my soul&lt;br /&gt;is hunger for&lt;br /&gt;is waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Bring me you as you want to&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know in your soul what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me a dream&lt;br /&gt;Bring me you&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget that you&lt;br /&gt;made me smile&lt;br /&gt;make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You made and you make&lt;br /&gt;a light deep inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Bring me you&lt;br /&gt;Bring me a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 e 26 de Fevereiro de 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5791663444746765038?l=vidaspalavras.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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-3878082869608678857</id><published>2010-02-06T10:33:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:53:55.459-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>As Aparências Enganam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As Aparências Enganam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos brilham como rio cristalino em dia de sol&lt;br /&gt;Suas mãos se atrapalham&lt;br /&gt;Seu cabelo&lt;br /&gt;um escudo para os raios de sol&lt;br /&gt;Mas faichos de luz transpassam por entre as mechas do seu cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Por voz insegura&lt;br /&gt;Por pensamentos também (se atrapalham)&lt;br /&gt;Raios de luar em rio cristalino&lt;br /&gt;Também transpassam suas mechas&lt;br /&gt;suas voz&lt;br /&gt;seus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 de Fevereiro de 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3878082869608678857?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3878082869608678857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3878082869608678857' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3878082869608678857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3878082869608678857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-aparencias-enganam.html' title='As Aparências Enganam'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-8400005562539703968</id><published>2010-02-05T01:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:29:50.134-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>Mais um poema, mas o nome dele... sem nome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04 de Fevereiro de 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something in you&lt;br /&gt;that makes me keep my eyes&lt;br /&gt;onto you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I see&lt;br /&gt;But it's like that in you&lt;br /&gt;There's a piece&lt;br /&gt;A piece of me&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I keep my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Onto you&lt;br /&gt;But if I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;I saw you keeping your eyes&lt;br /&gt;onto me&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking the same?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a piece of you in me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8400005562539703968?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8400005562539703968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8400005562539703968' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8400005562539703968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8400005562539703968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2010/02/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-2042310837989471834</id><published>2010-02-01T01:27:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T01:33:32.334-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Dois Poemas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=""&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;30 de Janeiro de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Onde fui parar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Onde vou parar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;O que faço e deixo de fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Um caminho em vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Luz se perdeu e agora só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu e escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Minha mão amarrada ao meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Meus pensamentos guardados no meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E tudo que sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se perdendo na escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Como eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me matando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Como um assassino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;que aguarda o momento de fraqueza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que parece durar eternamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;01 de Fevereiro de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma conversa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Um papo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Segundos trocados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Minutos passados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mais de uma hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;As palavras escorrem de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Igual águas a desaguar de uma cachoeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talvez seja eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talvez seja o efeito da Kriptonita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talvez seja apenas o jeito de agir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E ai só Deus sabe que não tem resistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não tem como não desaguar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Palavras e mais palavras nessa fonte de conversa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2042310837989471834?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2042310837989471834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5339056955938818990.post-7958866908956010926</id><published>2010-01-28T15:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:21:36.059-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Cura: Renúncia</title><content type='html'>Depois de um logo tempo sem postar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi revirar umas coisas de 10 anos atrás ou mais para postar, resumindo são poemas, mas como eles estão escritos de uma forma tosca, sendo realista, vou escrevê-los novamente, mas mantendo a ideia central e quem sabe até alguns versos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou começar com uma poema que se chamava Solução: Cura, e agora se chama Cura: Renúncia, alem de receber um novo nome o poema foi dividido em dois momentos e um comentário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cura: Renúncia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momento 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a lua brilha no escuro do céu&lt;br /&gt;Todos deixam suas casas&lt;br /&gt;Em uma nova busca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para todos aqueles que estão&lt;br /&gt;Caídos no chão&lt;br /&gt;para todos aqueles que estão&lt;br /&gt;Sem direção&lt;br /&gt;Um novo conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Pode se tornar uma nova cura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cura paixão&lt;br /&gt;Sem solução&lt;br /&gt;Que cura vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Em erupção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momento 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora cura que cure&lt;br /&gt;Paixão sem solução&lt;br /&gt;Vulcão em erupção&lt;br /&gt;Seja um negocio bom&lt;br /&gt;Isso é renunciar&lt;br /&gt;O coração e alma&lt;br /&gt;Isso é viver&lt;br /&gt;Sem coração e alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comentário&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pecado é viver&lt;br /&gt;Sem&lt;br /&gt;Alma a bailar&lt;br /&gt;Sem&lt;br /&gt;Coração a batucar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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sendo assim... não preciso comentar mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é um CD longo, mas as letras, arranjos... são de uma beleza extrema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de alguns dias eu acho que faço um post com mais calma falando do album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolhi uma das novas músicas para postar aqui que se chama War of My Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está faltando uma parte da letra que os vocais de fundo cantam, mas não encontrei a letra e no momento não estou no "mood" de ficar ouvindo o pedaço zilhares de vezes para saber o que é cantado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;War of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out Angels&lt;br /&gt;Come out Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Come out Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Bring everyone you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting and well prepared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;At the door of my life&lt;br /&gt;Out of Time and there's no where to run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a hammer&lt;br /&gt;And a heart of glass&lt;br /&gt;I got to know right now&lt;br /&gt;Which walls to smash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pocket&lt;br /&gt;Got no pill&lt;br /&gt;If fear hasn't killed me yet&lt;br /&gt;Than nothing will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain&lt;br /&gt;Never liked to label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;At the door of my life&lt;br /&gt;Out of time and there's nowhere to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;At the core of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've got no choice but to fight 'til it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more suffering&lt;br /&gt;No more pain&lt;br /&gt;Never again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;At the door of my life&lt;br /&gt;Out of time and there's no where to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the core of my life&lt;br /&gt;Got no choice but to fight 'til it's done&lt;br /&gt;So Fight on, fight on everyone, so fight on&lt;br /&gt;Got no choice but to fight 'til it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the war of my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the core of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've got no choice but to fight 'til it's done&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/5339056955938818990-5494866233409563621?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5494866233409563621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5494866233409563621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5494866233409563621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5494866233409563621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/11/war-of-my-life.html' title='War of My Life'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-8900977320501859204</id><published>2009-09-04T11:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:16:45.404-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Palavras para quem se Ama</title><content type='html'>Os dias tem passado mais rápidos e mais lentos, sim, confuso, mas a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dias ao seu lado são cada vez mais rápidos e lentos, sim, confuso, mas a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a verdade é que eu sinto sua falta até mesmo quando você está por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ainda falta muito para eu encher sua vida de luz e felicidade, mas tenho me esforçado desde aquele primeiro dia que fomos no parque e nos beijamos em uma das trilhas, onde apenas as árvores foram os espectadores desse momento único, especial, maravilhoso, eterno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questão é que cada vez que toco seus lábios, mais eu quero eles...&lt;br /&gt;A questão é que cada vez que toco sua pele, mas eu quero ela...&lt;br /&gt;A questão é que cada vez que eu vejo o seu sorriso, mais eu quero ele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que estou muito longe de ser aquilo que você precisa, mas conte comigo para tudo e quando digo tudo realmente é tudo, pois você é tudo aquilo que me faltava como diria o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nando&lt;/span&gt; Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você saiba que não precisa de muito para estar do meu lado por toda idade do Universo, sua companhia me vale ouro e é isso que eu quero sua companhia, amizade e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zilhares&lt;/span&gt; de outras coisas que você já está cansada de saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te peço nada e nunca vou pedir, pois além de ter prometido isso a ti eu também não quero que o nosso Amor (sim Amor com A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maiúsculo&lt;/span&gt;, pois nosso Amor é forte) seja como os outros, um Amor baseado em elos fracos e de meias verdades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se algum dia te magoei de verdade saiba que de nenhuma forma minha intenção foi essa, pois toda vez que você derrama uma lágrima eu me sinto perdido, fraco, inútil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu Te Amo e poderia apenas ter falado isso, mas hoje quis que você dizer algumas palavras de coisas que você está mais do que cansada de ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por tudo, por cada beijo, sorriso, riso, toque, carinho... Obrigado por cada momento e palavra que me ofereceu, estão guardados dentro de mim e marcados no meu coração, corpo e alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdão!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TE AMO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8900977320501859204?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8900977320501859204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8900977320501859204' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8900977320501859204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8900977320501859204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/09/palavras-para-quem-se-ama.html' title='Palavras para quem se Ama'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7325895713275076413</id><published>2009-08-31T21:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:35:46.308-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Doces Lábios Beijo</title><content type='html'>O beijo mais doce&lt;br /&gt;Dos lábios mais doces&lt;br /&gt;Da garota mais doce&lt;br /&gt;Se ando debaixo de sol ou chuva&lt;br /&gt;Se é frio ou calor&lt;br /&gt;Não me importo&lt;br /&gt;Assim como não me importo&lt;br /&gt;Com esse poema de uma criança de 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;Pois hoje essa criança resolveu aparecer&lt;br /&gt;Depois do beijo doce vindo dos lábios doces da garota mais doce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;25 de Agosto de 2009&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/5339056955938818990-7325895713275076413?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7325895713275076413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7325895713275076413' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7325895713275076413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7325895713275076413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/08/doces-labios-beijo.html' title='Doces Lábios Beijo'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8435148040118128038</id><published>2009-08-09T22:09:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:08:09.139-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Cabana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William P. Young'/><title type='text'>A Cabana</title><content type='html'>Bom tempo sem postar, mas aqui estamos fazendo um post baseado nas aberturas de capítulos do livro A Cabana de William P. Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classificar este livro pode ser meio complicado, pois certas pessoas vão falar que é um livro religioso, outras que é apenas uma ficção, outras ainda podem falar que é um livro de auto-ajuda, sendo assim, leia o livro e classifique-o você mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na abertura de cada capítulo temos trechos de textos de outros escritores, eles acabaram roubando muito da minha atenção, então vamos a esses trechos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Duas estradas se birfucaram no meio da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi um sábio dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Peguei a estrada menos usada.&lt;br /&gt;E isso fez toda a diferença cada noite e cada dia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Larry Norman (pedindo desculpas a Robert Frost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nada nos deixa tão solitários quanto nossos segredos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Paul Tournier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A alma é curada ao estar com crianças."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fedor Dostoievski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A tristeza é um muro entre dois jardins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Khalil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Rotineiramente desqualificamos testemunhos e exigimos&lt;br /&gt;comprovação. Isto é, estamos tão convencidos da justeza de nosso&lt;br /&gt;julgamento que invalidamos provas que não se ajustem a ele.&lt;br /&gt;Nada que mereça ser chamado de verdade pode ser&lt;br /&gt;alcançado por esses meios."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Marylynne Robinson, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Death of Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"... não importa qual seja o poder de Deus, o primeiro aspecto de&lt;br /&gt;Deus jamais é o do Senhos absoluto, do Todo-Poderoso. É o do&lt;br /&gt;Deus que se coloca no nosso nível humano e se limita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jacques Ellul, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anarchy and Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Rezemos para que a raça humana jamais escape da Terra para&lt;br /&gt;espalhar sua iniquidade em outros lugares."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Crescer significa mudar e mudar envolve riscos,&lt;br /&gt;uma passagem do conhecido para&lt;br /&gt;o desconhecido."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mesmo que encontrássemos outro Éden,&lt;br /&gt;não teríamos condição de desfrutá-lo perfeitamente&lt;br /&gt;nem de fica lá para sempre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Henry Van Dyke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Novo mundo - grande horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Abra os olhos e veja que é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Novo mundo - do outro lado das assustadoras&lt;br /&gt;ondas azuis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;David Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Quem decidir se colocar como juiz da Verdade e do&lt;br /&gt;Conhecimento é naufragado pela gargalhada dos deuses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ah, minha alma, prepare-se para encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que sabe fazer perguntas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;T.S. Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Os homens jamais fazem o mal tão completamente e com tanta&lt;br /&gt;alegria como quando o fazem a partir de uma convicção religiosa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Blaise Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Assim que abolimos Deus, o governo se torna Deus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;G.K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A falsidade tem uma infinidade de combinações,&lt;br /&gt;mas a verdade só tem um modo de ser."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jean-Jacques Rousseau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Deus é um verbo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Buckminster Fuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Você pode dizer adeus a sua família e a seus amigos e afastar-se&lt;br /&gt;milhas e milhas e, ao mesmo tempo, carregá-los em seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Em sua mente, em seu estômago, pois você não apenas vive&lt;br /&gt;no mundo, mas o mundo vive em você."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Frederick Buechner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Telling The Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Um Deus infinito pode se dar inteiro a cada um de seus filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ele não se distribui de modo que cada um tenha uma parte,&lt;br /&gt;mas a cada um ele se dá inteiro, tão integralmente&lt;br /&gt;como se não houvesse outros."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A.W. Tozer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Não há sofrimento na Terra que o Céu não possa curar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Auto desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A fé nunca sabe aonde está sendo levada,&lt;br /&gt;Mas conhece e ama Aquele que a está levando."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que o post não é nada romântico, mas mesmo assim eu o dedico para a mocinha que me emprestou o livro que por sinal é a mocinha que me acompanha na minha jornada de vida, Thaís Baroni da Costa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8435148040118128038?l=vidaspalavras.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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2700089740287097078</id><published>2009-06-17T20:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:59:37.125-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>Friends, Lovers or Nothing</title><content type='html'>Um bom tempo que não apareço aqui e hoje apareço para postar a letra de uma nova música do John Mayer que ele tocou há 3 dias atrás, 14 de Junho de 2009, no Hotel Cafe da California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friends, Lovers or Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are over&lt;br /&gt;As the loving kind&lt;br /&gt;We'll be dreaming ways&lt;br /&gt;To keep the good alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when we want is not&lt;br /&gt;A compromise&lt;br /&gt;Ill be pouring tear&lt;br /&gt;Into drying eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;There can only be one&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;We'll never be the in between&lt;br /&gt;So give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You whisper "Come over"&lt;br /&gt;Cause your two drinks in&lt;br /&gt;But in the morning I will say&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think we'll never fall into&lt;br /&gt;The jealous game&lt;br /&gt;The streets will flood the streets&lt;br /&gt;With blood of those who felt the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;There can only be one&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;We'll never an the in between&lt;br /&gt;So give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(something exciting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;We can only really ever be one&lt;br /&gt;Friends, lovers, or nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;br /&gt;We'll never an the in between&lt;br /&gt;So give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No we'll never an the in between&lt;br /&gt;So give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link para baixar a música:&lt;br /&gt;http://rs768.rapidshare.com/files/245035227/06142009_FriendsLoversorNothing.MP3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2700089740287097078?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2700089740287097078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2700089740287097078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2700089740287097078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2700089740287097078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends-lovers-or-nothing.html' title='Friends, Lovers or Nothing'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7120588568389103272</id><published>2009-05-05T23:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:21:49.666-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>Esperei dias e dias&lt;br /&gt;Esperei anos e anos&lt;br /&gt;Esperei décadas e décadas&lt;br /&gt;Esperei séculos e séculos&lt;br /&gt;Esperei milênios e milênios&lt;br /&gt;Por você&lt;br /&gt;Luas e sois nasceram&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto te esperava&lt;br /&gt;Orei e pedi&lt;br /&gt;Por sua chegada&lt;br /&gt;E não me arrependo de nenhuma das lágrimas que derramei&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto orava&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me faltava&lt;br /&gt;e eu te esperava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não é meu sonho&lt;br /&gt;Você é a alma que tanto esperei e desejei&lt;br /&gt;Se dias e dias passaram&lt;br /&gt;Se anos e anos passaram&lt;br /&gt;Se décadas e décadas passaram&lt;br /&gt;Se séculos e séculos passaram&lt;br /&gt;Se milênios e milênios passaram&lt;br /&gt;Se luas e sois nasceram&lt;br /&gt;Se lágrimas derramei...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não me importo&lt;br /&gt;Pois é um preço barato&lt;br /&gt;Para ter meu desejo realizado&lt;br /&gt;E se agora&lt;br /&gt;Derramo lágrimas é porque você me completa&lt;br /&gt;Se agora&lt;br /&gt;Luas e sois nascem é porque você existe&lt;br /&gt;E se dias, anos, décadas, séculos, milênios... passam&lt;br /&gt;É porque o mundo gira por minha alma estar na sua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 de Março de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7120588568389103272?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7120588568389103272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7120588568389103272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7120588568389103272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7120588568389103272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/05/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8620546213523970157</id><published>2009-04-18T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:15:08.196-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Queen with My Heart and Soul</title><content type='html'>You can be my queen&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be&lt;br /&gt;I know I’m not a king&lt;br /&gt;but with you I can be one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alone anymore with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;They’ve been yours since I was born&lt;br /&gt;and if I had another heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I would give them to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8620546213523970157?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8620546213523970157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8620546213523970157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8620546213523970157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8620546213523970157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/04/queen-with-my-heart-and-soul.html' title='Queen with My Heart and Soul'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-2816020545150617900</id><published>2009-03-28T00:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:27:53.695-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>Half of My Heart</title><content type='html'>Música do proximo album do John Mayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in the arms of imaginary friends&lt;br /&gt;Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been&lt;br /&gt;Then you come crashing in&lt;br /&gt;Like the realest thing&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart's got a grip on the situation&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart takes time&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got the right mind to tell you that I cant keep loving you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else&lt;br /&gt;I made a plan, stayed the man who can only love himself&lt;br /&gt;Lonely was the song I sang&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day you came&lt;br /&gt;Showing me a better way and all that my love can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart's got a grip on the situation&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart takes time&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got the right mind to tell you that I cant keep loving you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;with half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith is strong&lt;br /&gt;But I can only fall so far so long&lt;br /&gt;Time to hold, later on&lt;br /&gt;You will hate that I never gave more to you&lt;br /&gt;than half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With half of my, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a real good imagination&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got you&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That half of my heart won't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart is the part of a man who's never really loved anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Half of my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2816020545150617900?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-5339056955938818990.post-6939419875061849748</id><published>2009-03-15T13:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:28:59.778-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Falta</title><content type='html'>Se as palavras me faltam&lt;br /&gt;é porque você me falta&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que meu coração choraria de tanta saudade&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo quando você não vem&lt;br /&gt;fico  procurando por sua voz&lt;br /&gt;por seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;E ao não encontrar meu coração pulsa&lt;br /&gt;De uma forma estranha&lt;br /&gt;Ele se sente apertado e perdido&lt;br /&gt;Se sente sozinho no mundo&lt;br /&gt;como eu me sinto sozinho no mundo nesse exato momento&lt;br /&gt;escutando &lt;br /&gt;uma música&lt;br /&gt;as gotas da chuva&lt;br /&gt;não escutando sua voz&lt;br /&gt;e não tendo você ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Você me arrasou e conquistou tudo que já era seu por direito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 de Março de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6939419875061849748?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6939419875061849748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6939419875061849748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6939419875061849748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6939419875061849748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/03/falta.html' title='Falta'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-3464975105720625777</id><published>2009-03-10T23:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:26:49.544-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Vitral</title><content type='html'>Minha alma em cacos&lt;br /&gt;Se tornou um belo vitral&lt;br /&gt;quando você trouxe os cacos que faltavam&lt;br /&gt;e sussurrou no meu ouvido palavras repletas de timidez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3464975105720625777?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3464975105720625777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3464975105720625777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3464975105720625777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3464975105720625777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/03/vitral.html' title='Vitral'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6507376488183662751</id><published>2009-03-04T23:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:40:26.885-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Fotografias em Memórias</title><content type='html'>Vejo você sorrindo timidamente&lt;br /&gt;e cobrindo seu belo rosto&lt;br /&gt;Vejo você apreciando um quadro&lt;br /&gt;e eu apreciando seu belo corpo&lt;br /&gt;Vejo você invadindo meu ser&lt;br /&gt;e minha alma se completando em você&lt;br /&gt;... as sombras das árvores omitindo o sol&lt;br /&gt;e nossas mãos se entrelaçando como nossas almas&lt;br /&gt;Eu também vejo&lt;br /&gt;e me encho&lt;br /&gt;de sentimentos que são tão meus quanto seus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 de março de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6507376488183662751?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6507376488183662751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6507376488183662751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6507376488183662751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6507376488183662751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/03/fotografias-em-memorias.html' title='Fotografias em Memórias'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6235213433237492413</id><published>2009-02-28T20:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:44:42.978-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Regresso à Solidão</title><content type='html'>Minha alma se deita&lt;br /&gt;procurando sua alma&lt;br /&gt;em vão&lt;br /&gt;Ela sente mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;o gosto da solidão que sentiu por anos &lt;br /&gt;até dias atrás&lt;br /&gt;(Que foi) quando você chegou com minha metade perdida&lt;br /&gt;E encheu minha vida&lt;br /&gt;como só você poderia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 de fevereiro de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6235213433237492413?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6235213433237492413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6235213433237492413' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6235213433237492413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6235213433237492413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/02/regresso-solidao.html' title='Regresso à Solidão'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8604384986033604376</id><published>2009-02-22T20:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:20:55.047-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é simples&lt;br /&gt;Drops e água&lt;br /&gt;Nosso parque&lt;br /&gt;Nossas almas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é ver você feliz&lt;br /&gt;Você feliz me faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;Causar sua felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Me traz felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é simples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Se te encontrasse no meio da rua&lt;br /&gt;Chamaria por seu nome e&lt;br /&gt;Gritaria que te amo&lt;br /&gt;Correria em sua direção&lt;br /&gt;Abraçaria você como se fosse a última vez&lt;br /&gt;Tocaria sua face com todo cuidado e carinho&lt;br /&gt;Beijaria seus belos lábios com todo amor&lt;br /&gt;Sentiria sua alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade é simples&lt;br /&gt;Faça chuva ou sol&lt;br /&gt;Nosso parque&lt;br /&gt;Nossas almas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Abraça-me&lt;br /&gt;Beija-me&lt;br /&gt;Sou teu&lt;br /&gt;Tu és minha&lt;br /&gt;Séculos vazios passaram-se como milênios&lt;br /&gt;Mas enfim nossas almas se encontraram&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 de Fevereiro de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8604384986033604376?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8604384986033604376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8604384986033604376' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8604384986033604376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8604384986033604376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/02/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-580585704191844724</id><published>2009-02-18T21:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:38:07.430-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Lar</title><content type='html'>Não estou mais só na tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade a tempestade se encerrou&lt;br /&gt;Pois dois braços me acolheram em um abraço infinito&lt;br /&gt;Reconheci-os ao primeiro contato&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que são meu lar, &lt;br /&gt;Meu abrigo que eu deveria estar habitando há séculos&lt;br /&gt;Acho que em algum momento anterior &lt;br /&gt;minha alma tola se perdeu do seu verdadeiro lar,&lt;br /&gt;esse lar que acabo de reencontrar&lt;br /&gt;e não consigo deixar de amar&lt;br /&gt;como já devo ter amado por milênios e milênios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 de fevereiro de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-580585704191844724?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/580585704191844724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=580585704191844724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/580585704191844724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/580585704191844724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/02/lar.html' title='Lar'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-406563933910934579</id><published>2009-02-12T00:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:29:51.562-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Raining</title><content type='html'>It’s raining&lt;br /&gt;It brings me back to you&lt;br /&gt;It brings me back to our recently new old moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s raining&lt;br /&gt;and I want you back&lt;br /&gt;I want our hands together&lt;br /&gt;and my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it’s raining outside&lt;br /&gt;I think about you&lt;br /&gt;and my heart beats like it never beats before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 e 10 de fevereiro de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-406563933910934579?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/406563933910934579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=406563933910934579' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/406563933910934579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/406563933910934579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/02/raining.html' title='Raining'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5850184200710956512</id><published>2009-02-10T22:35:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:37:35.121-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Seres Seculares</title><content type='html'>Somos seres seculares&lt;br /&gt;Nossas bocas juntas se transformam em beijos milenares&lt;br /&gt;Nossos braços juntos se transformam em abraços milenares&lt;br /&gt;e não há poeira do tempo que mostre isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua alma me conhecia antes de você nascer&lt;br /&gt;Sua alma me conhecia antes mesmo de eu nascer&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, nossas almas se conheceram antes de nascermos&lt;br /&gt;antes de nos encontrarmos&lt;br /&gt;antes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos seres seculares&lt;br /&gt;e nossas almas milenares enfim se encontraram&lt;br /&gt;Então repouse seu ser em meu ser&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Então repouse sua alma em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a te fazer feliz&lt;br /&gt;Pois você me trouxe o que estava perdido e eu não conhecia&lt;br /&gt;E continuo a não conhecer, pois séculos separados não são explicados em um dia com poucas horas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 de fevereiro de 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5850184200710956512?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5850184200710956512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5850184200710956512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5850184200710956512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5850184200710956512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/02/seres-seculares.html' title='Seres Seculares'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5762879636635380809</id><published>2009-01-20T23:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:57:25.842-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephnie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crepúsculo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore'/><title type='text'>Decifrando Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>O post de hoje é inspirado em umas coisas do Crepúsculo da Stephenie Meyer, sendo assim, se não leu o livro ou não viu o filme não é muito aconselhável ler esse post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou escrever sobre isso, pois a trilha sonora do filme está no meu MP3 e nela temos duas músicas do Paramore que é uma banda que adoro, uma das músicas se chama Decode e nela tem um verso que representa bem um fato do filme, o verso é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My thoughts you can't decode”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo como:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Meus pensamentos você não consegue decifrar”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos explicar, como todos, mesmo não lendo ou assistindo o filme, devem saber que na história há um vampiro, Edward, mas nessa história há alguns vampiros que além de suas habilidades clássicas eles também tem algumas especiais.&lt;br /&gt;Nesse caso o Edward consegue ler pensamentos, mas mesmo tendo essa habilidade ele não consegue ler os pensamentos da sua amada, Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entramos na idéia, eu sei, seres humanos não consegue ler pensamentos, mas alguns conseguem ler os trejeitos das pessoas e assim decifram o q elas estão pensando.&lt;br /&gt;Mas cedo ou tarde nos deparamos com uma Bella da vida e ai entre a confusão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que conseguem ler trejeitos acabam usando isso como um escudo, ou melhor, uma previsão de atos em uma conversa, ou até mesmo para saber como agir em um contexto todo, o problema é quando os tais leitores de mente encontram a sua Bella e tem que agir com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se deparar com ela vai ser maravilhoso, mas toda a “segurança” irá acabar e as quase respostas que se têm quando se consegue decifrar os pensamentos de alguém vão por água abaixo e ai entra o mix de sensações que Edward tem, a sensação de ter encontrado alguém diferente, a sensação de estar perdido e isso frustrar, mas é uma frustração que te fascina, encanta... mas que faz perde todo a força da gravidade quando você acha que mais precisa dela, esse é o momento que entram todas as perguntas e dúvidas que se resumem a uma simples questão que é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que faço agora?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5762879636635380809?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5762879636635380809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5762879636635380809' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5762879636635380809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5762879636635380809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/decifrando-pensamentos.html' title='Decifrando Pensamentos'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-7274483344107020151</id><published>2009-01-20T00:44:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:53:11.193-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lua Nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romeu e Julieta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crepúsculo'/><title type='text'>Romeu e Julieta (Lua Nova)</title><content type='html'>Hoje, vamos com um trecho de Romeu e Julieta de William Shakespeare que está na abertura do livro Lua Nova da Stephenie Meyer, a mesma autora do Crepúsculo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o Crepúsculo esse livro vai se tornar um filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Romeu e Julieta, Ato II, Cena VI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Estas alegrias violentas têm fins violentos&lt;br /&gt;Falecendo no triunfo, como fogo e pólvora&lt;br /&gt;Que num beijo se consomem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitem algo se encontrarem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7274483344107020151?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7274483344107020151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7274483344107020151' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7274483344107020151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7274483344107020151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/romeu-e-julieta-lua-nova.html' title='Romeu e Julieta (Lua Nova)'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2338428569747289705</id><published>2009-01-17T00:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:31:49.909-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Luz</title><content type='html'>Na verdade não sei se o texto acabou, até porque ele passa essa idéia de não se ter fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas vezes imagens, palavras ou até mesmo nome de pessoas saltam em você quando você menos espera, quando você está perdido em algum momento, ou até mesmo em outro mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes um nome vem até você quando menos se espera, quando se está mais perdido do que um navegador de séculos atrás sem bussola para guiar, sem estrelas no céu para guiar, sem luz nenhuma, sem a luz que aquela pessoa te trouxe dias atrás com um sorriso lindo, com um simples oi, com um abraço apertado e carinhoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse momento, tão inesperado, você acha que vai se encontrar, mas o que acontece é o contrário, pois o novo apareceu e como dizem por ai, o novo traz medo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então perguntas começam a nascer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer? O que dizer? Como agir? O que pensar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E faltam respostas, faltam palavras, ações, pensamentos... na verdade faltam os corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade falta aquela luz que chegou alguns dias atrás, brilhou como o amanhecer e depois partiu quando sua hora de brilhar se acabou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2338428569747289705?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2338428569747289705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2338428569747289705' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2338428569747289705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2338428569747289705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/luz.html' title='Luz'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2793148222183928262</id><published>2009-01-13T21:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:23:37.704-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>(Don't) Tell Me</title><content type='html'>Um poema em Inglês, na verdade uma primeira versão acredito que ele ainda vai sofrer algumas alterações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Don't) Tell Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me you don’t know&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it works&lt;br /&gt;You say a bunch o words&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody needs them&lt;br /&gt;And here it is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;Since you’ve gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ve already heard&lt;br /&gt;“You are everything in my life”&lt;br /&gt;let’s  be honest darling&lt;br /&gt;Love is all, but love is not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you feel&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love&lt;br /&gt;That’s not about you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2793148222183928262?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2793148222183928262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2793148222183928262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2793148222183928262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2793148222183928262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-tell-me.html' title='(Don&apos;t) Tell Me'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-1676118919342454162</id><published>2009-01-10T23:54:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:56:51.029-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eunice Ferrari'/><title type='text'>Aprenda a fortalecer sua vontade</title><content type='html'>O texto que vou postar eu li por acaso, gostei e acho que tenha uma certa relação com meu texto anterior, por isso ele vai ser postado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aprenda a fortalecer sua vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho percebido, por meio dos trabalhos que desenvolvo em consultório, que uma das maiores dificuldades das pessoas está no desenvolvimento da vontade. Já escrevi alguns textos sobre o assunto, mas mesmo assim, gostaria de dar mais dicas, aprendidas a partir das "Regras Herméticas sobre a Vontade".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre digo, a vontade difere totalmente do desejo. No desejo nos encontramos ainda imersos e dominados pelo nosso corpo emocional (kama) e na vontade, nosso corpo emocional já está dominado e submetido ao mental (manas). Lembrando que a vida só adquire o equilíbrio e paz necessários à felicidade quando manas toma o controle sobre kama. Se nos deixarmos dominar por kama, viveremos em guerra conosco e com os outros. Segue abaixo 18 dicas para o auxílio no desenvolvimento da vontade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Toda pessoa preocupada com o crescimento e construção de sua felicidade e sucesso, deve ter como meta o treinamento da vontade. Não querer e não agir é tão prejudicial quanto a prática do mal. O homem deve trabalhar o tempo todo.&lt;br /&gt;2- A inteligência se mostra com mais força por meio da vontade. A percepção aumenta e a vontade se torna sagrada.&lt;br /&gt;3- Afirmar o que é verdadeiro é criar, o contrário é destruir.&lt;br /&gt;4- Quando o homem descobre a justiça nada resiste à sua vontade.&lt;br /&gt;5- Para descobrir se um homem é feliz ou infeliz, perceba para onde ele direciona a sua vontade.&lt;br /&gt;6- Na vontade a firmeza toma o lugar da agressividade e nada pode destruir essa corrente.&lt;br /&gt;7- A vontade do homem justo se une naturalmente à Vontade Divina.&lt;br /&gt;8- Para que você adquira a capacidade de dominar a si mesmo, deve se dedicar a isso por muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;9- Se você se decidir enfrentar o leão, certamente ele terá medo de você.&lt;br /&gt;10- Não passe a vida se dedicando apenas a aquisição de bens perecíveis.&lt;br /&gt;11- Não alimente nenhum tipo de perversão ou vontade perversa. Isso é o começo de sua destruição.&lt;br /&gt;12- Nem queira o bem com violência. Isso de nada se difere do mal. A violência cria desordem e a desordem é o alicerce do mal.&lt;br /&gt;13- Procure compreender a importância do sofrimento e seu significado em sua vida, resignadamente.&lt;br /&gt;14- Quanto mais sua vontade supera obstáculos, mais poder ela ganha. Dessa maneira, a esperança se une à fé.&lt;br /&gt;15- O medo é a indolência da vontade. Ele deve ser enfrentado e superado. 16- A luz é um fogo que deve servir à vontade. Ela ilumina os que sabem usá-la e destrói os que abusam dela.&lt;br /&gt;17- Toda vontade deve ser indiscutivelmente unida à Vontade de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;18- Quando criamos fantasmas, produzimos vampiros. Quem se dedica à ação errada se torna sua vítima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procure refletir sobre essas 18 regras e saiba que quando começamos o trabalho de desenvolvimento da vontade, passamos a enxergar muito mais coisas. O Universo somente permitirá o saborear do fruto da árvore da felicidade quando tivermos completo domínio sobre nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice Ferrari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1676118919342454162?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1676118919342454162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1676118919342454162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1676118919342454162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1676118919342454162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/aprenda-fortalecer-sua-vontade.html' title='Aprenda a fortalecer sua vontade'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-356298332424962547</id><published>2009-01-05T21:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:07:00.998-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Álvaro de Campos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>Conquistar</title><content type='html'>“O mundo é para quem nasce para o conquistar&lt;br /&gt;E não para quem sonha que pode conquistá-lo, ainda que tenha razão”&lt;br /&gt;são dois versos de um poema chamado Tabacaria de Álvaro de Campos, heterônimo de Fernando Pessoa, se preferir uma outra personalidade de Pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questão é, será que quem sonha em ter algo, não me refiro a algo material, só vai conquistá-lo se estiver predestinado a tal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas nascem para ter um papel no mundo? Da Vinci nasceu para fazer projetos que só poderiam se concretizar décadas depois que ele os pensou e desenhou? Yoko Ono nasceu predestinada para acabar com os Beatles?  Romário estava predestinado a fazer dois gols contra o Uruguai e classificar o Brasil para a Copa do Mundo de 1994 e ainda ajudar na conquista do tetra campeonato mundial da seleção Brasileira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOM é a palavra mais comum que escutamos quando falamos desse tipo de coisa, mas algumas palavras perdem seu real sentido ou ganham um sentido místico em outro idioma e a palavra DOM recebe um sentido místico se passarmos ela para o Inglês.&lt;br /&gt;DOM em Inglês é a palavra GIFT, que estranhamente, ou maravilhosamente, é a mesma palavra que usamos para a palavra PRESENTE, então lanço mais uma pergunta, ter um DOM é ter recebido um PRESENTE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderia me prender ao contexto religioso aqui, mas esse texto é muito mais do que só religião, quero pensamentos, então...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas pensam que ter um DOM é ter recebido um PRESENTE, mas para outras não é bem assim, então mais uma pergunta, ter um DOM seria ter um KARMA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que é KARMA? Qual a sua definição? No Wikipédia temos a seguinte explicação:&lt;br /&gt;“Este termo, na física, é equivalente a lei: "Para toda ação existe uma reação de força equivalente em sentido contrário". Neste caso, para toda ação tomada pelo Homem ele pode esperar uma reação. Se praticou o mal então receberá de volta um mal em intensidade equivalente ao mal causado. Se praticou o bem então receberá de volta um bem em intensidade equivalente ao bem causado. Dependendo da doutrina e dos dogmas da religião discutida, este termo pode parecer diferente, porém sua essência sempre foca as ações e suas consequências.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ai caímos em dois pontos, ter um DOM é algo simples ou não? &lt;br /&gt;No começo do texto tivemos 3 exemplos de pessoas que fizeram algo que marcou a história do mundo, mas uma das citações não é algo agradável, Yoko e os Beatles e todo aquele blá blá que conhecemos, mas mesmo assim, sendo algo bom, será que não há sacrifícios mesmo quando se tem um final feliz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus tinha o DOM de curar, salvar... pessoas, ou se você não acredita nele, pelo menos tem que concordar que ele tinha o DOM de ser uma pessoa completamente carismática e por causa disso poderia chegar onde quisesse, mas mesmo tendo esse imenso DOM o final dele foi feliz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conquistar o mundo tem um preço, e nada barato, mas além disso você sabe que mundo conquistar? Está disposto a pagar o preço?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-356298332424962547?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/356298332424962547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=356298332424962547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/356298332424962547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/356298332424962547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2009/01/conquistar.html' title='Conquistar'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-3305310422939630836</id><published>2009-01-01T01:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:37:48.174-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>Recebi o que postarei aqui um texto que uma pessoa que adoro, ela vai falar que eu não a adoro e sim amo, mas okay, me enviou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um Drummond, sendo assim, nada precisa ser dito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerris, pra ti esse post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem teve a ideia de cortar o tempo em fatias,&lt;br /&gt;a que se deu o nome de ano,&lt;br /&gt;foi um indivíduo genial.&lt;br /&gt;Industrializou a esperança&lt;br /&gt;fazendo-a funcionar no limite da exaustão.&lt;br /&gt;Doze meses dão para qualquer ser humano&lt;br /&gt;se cansar e entregar os pontos.&lt;br /&gt;Aí entra o milagre da renovação e tudo começa outra vez&lt;br /&gt;com outro número e outra vontade de acreditar&lt;br /&gt;que daqui para adiante vai ser diferente...&lt;br /&gt;...Para você,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo o sonho realizado.&lt;br /&gt;O amor esperado.&lt;br /&gt;A esperança renovada.&lt;br /&gt;Para você,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo todas as cores desta vida.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as alegrias que puder sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as músicas que puder emocionar.&lt;br /&gt;Para você neste novo ano,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que os amigos sejam mais cúmplices,&lt;br /&gt;Que sua família esteja mais unida,&lt;br /&gt;Que sua vida seja mais bem vivida.&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de lhe desejar tantas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada seria suficiente...&lt;br /&gt;Então, desejo apenas que você tenha muitos desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Desejos grandes e que eles possam te mover a cada minuto,&lt;br /&gt;ao rumo da sua FELICIDADE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3305310422939630836?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3305310422939630836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3305310422939630836' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3305310422939630836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3305310422939630836'/><link 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Texto Natalino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poucos dias antes do dia de Natal eu estava conversando com uma amiga e chegamos em um ponto que ela confessou não gostar do Natal, se alguém está lendo esse texto deve ter se assustado um pouco e vai se assustar ainda mais ao saber que essa minha amiga não é única que não gosta da época do gorro vermelho, pois eu também não gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela deu os motivos porque não gosta, disse que não tem como gostar do Natal sendo que enquanto alguns gastam o dinheiro que tem e não tem comprando roupa sendo que algumas pessoas não têm nem com o que se cobrir de noite natalina, gente gastando com presentes sendo que alguns não vão ganhar nem um Feliz Natal, gente preparando uma ceia sem fim sendo que alguns não vão ter nem um café pra tomar na manhã de Natal... por esses motivos e outras ela não gosta da tal época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu humilde ponto de vista o que ela disse é um bom motivo pra não gostar da época natalina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os que me conhecem agora devem estar pensando porque não gosto do Natal, até porque para os que não me conhecem o rapaz desse blog é um católico, mas não católico só de nome, pois toco na missa de domingo, mas agora digo porque não gosto do Natal, antes de tudo um detalhe, tanto eu como minha amiga já gostamos do Natal um dia, mas não gosto dessa época porque pra mim não tem mais tanto significado, pra mim a ceia nunca foi um importante ao contrário do almoço de Natal, mas hoje em dia pra mim não é mais tão excitante e porquê? Pelo simples fato da família da minha mãe não se reunir mais, minha tia não mora mais no Brasil e assim não tenho a presença dela nessa data, meu tio faleceu e o mais importante meu avô faleceu também, e pra mim o Natal era sensacional por isso, pela presença deles e em especial a do meu avô.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns amigos sabem que meu avô era cozinheiro, para os que não sabem agora sabem, sendo assim, ele nunca estava sempre em casa e com a família, mas no dia de Natal ele sempre estava e o mais sensacional de tudo, cozinhando para nós e não como uma obrigação e sim pelo prazer, e isso que me deixava maravilhado por essa época, ver meu avô cozinhando, adorava sentar na cozinha ou sala e vê-lo cozinhar e de vez em quando ele me chamava, pedia ajuda ou fazia alguma piadinha com minha cara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que me entenderam porque não gosto mais do Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não acho que eu e minha amiga somos os únicos que não gostamos do Natal, tenho certeza que há no mundo outras pessoas que também não gostam dessa época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns com motivos altruístas como o dela e outros com motivos egoístas como o meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que voltarei a gostar do Natal do jeito que gostava ou até mesmo mais depois que eu tiver minha família, assim como acho que minha amiga voltará a gostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pensando um pouco em tudo que disse aqui, chego a conclusão que o sentimento pelo Natal é um círculo vicioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em primeiro momento você sempre gosta, mas depois por algum fato da vida, seja criando consciência sobre a verdade sobre essa época ou por uma perda em sua vida, você perde o encanto, mas com o decorrer da vida você provavelmente voltará a gostar, como pode ser que por algum motivo você volte a não gostar, mas depois de algum tempo goste novamente, resumindo e literalmente falando um círculo vicioso em relação ao Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpe as pessoas que leram esse texto pensando que seria algo feliz, e também pelo texto ser longo e banal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto vai em especial para a amiga da conversa que me inspirou as palavras acima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 de dezembro de 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 de janeiro de 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6889426777006376998?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6889426777006376998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6889426777006376998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6889426777006376998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6889426777006376998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-texto-natalino.html' title='Um Texto Natalino'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-148056338253954184</id><published>2008-12-23T21:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:08:17.673-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Poema de Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>Quando penso em ti sinto-me em uma encruzilhada&lt;br /&gt;Partir ou seguir viagem&lt;br /&gt;Trilhar até o seu coração ou continuar sem ação&lt;br /&gt;Mais um punhado de suspiros ou correr inúmero riscos&lt;br /&gt;Riscos que rabiscos antes de Morfeu visitar-me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Castelos de areia&lt;br /&gt;Construo-os em meio as minhas divagações&lt;br /&gt;Castelos de cartas marcadas&lt;br /&gt;fora de cogitação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Não há direção&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em ti sinto-me em uma encruzilhada&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso no&lt;br /&gt;Seu coração &lt;br /&gt;Não o encontro no&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oração&lt;br /&gt;Faço para encontrar sua direção&lt;br /&gt;Canção&lt;br /&gt;Canto para acertar seu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 de dezembro de 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-148056338253954184?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2558942912745063027</id><published>2008-12-22T22:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:06:36.941-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gênesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crepúsculo'/><title type='text'>Gênesis (Crepúsculo)</title><content type='html'>O ano está acabando, sendo assim, vou tentar postar nesses últimos dias constantemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para começar um trecho do Gênesis que está na abertura do livro Crepúsculo da Stephenie Meyer e que agora também é filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gênesis, 3:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas dos fruto da árvore que está no meio do jardim, disse Deus: &lt;br /&gt;Não comereis dele,&lt;br /&gt;Nem nele tocareis&lt;br /&gt;Para que não morrais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense e reflita e pegue para si.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2558942912745063027?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2558942912745063027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2558942912745063027' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2558942912745063027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2558942912745063027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/12/gnesis-crepsculo.html' title='Gênesis (Crepúsculo)'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-3491149132650436968</id><published>2008-12-14T00:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:10:39.912-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Stay With Me</title><content type='html'>Poema composto ontem e hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stay With Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay where I can see you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t lose you&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay where I can watch you&lt;br /&gt;I won’t leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause wherever you go I’ll be following you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;And talk ‘bout you&lt;br /&gt;your dreams and feelings&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;but stay with me&lt;br /&gt;As long as you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stay so far from me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause the only thing I want&lt;br /&gt;is you next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay where I can see you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t lose you&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay where I can watch you&lt;br /&gt;I won’t leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;and wherever you go I’ll be following you&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I don’t wanna lose you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3491149132650436968?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3491149132650436968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3491149132650436968' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3491149132650436968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3491149132650436968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/12/stay-with-me.html' title='Stay With Me'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-5804833587608385588</id><published>2008-12-13T15:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:21:41.072-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Dorothy Part 1</title><content type='html'>Algum tempo atrás eu postei um poema chamado Dorothy, que estava incompleto, e que hoje será deletado, pois vou postar uma versão dele descente, sim, modificada em alguns aspectos, mas melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy wears her red shoes&lt;br /&gt;and walks on the old road of yellow bricks&lt;br /&gt;She’s going to somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;To find something&lt;br /&gt;Something that she doesn’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks on the road&lt;br /&gt;Following her own will&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the summer breeze touches her face&lt;br /&gt;and blows her hair&lt;br /&gt;Showing her pretty face and desires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5804833587608385588?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5804833587608385588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5804833587608385588' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5804833587608385588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5804833587608385588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/12/dorothy-part-1.html' title='Dorothy Part 1'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5425752699096634983</id><published>2008-12-01T11:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:12:31.196-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>Taking On Water</title><content type='html'>Sei que estou um bom tempo sem postar e vou postar uma música, mas essa semana provavelmente vou postar algo que já foi postado, mas incompleto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música nova do John Mayer, que ele tem tocado nos shows e que foi composta durante o tempo que ele passou no Japão esse ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que ela esteja inclusa no novo CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Taking On Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sailboat&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly&lt;br /&gt;Floating nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Lost the memories&lt;br /&gt;Of where I am and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black ocean churning&lt;br /&gt;A million stars&lt;br /&gt;Are burning&lt;br /&gt;Planetariums were right&lt;br /&gt;About the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a day&lt;br /&gt;I set off on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the wind&lt;br /&gt;To take me far from home&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on the waves&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking on water&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;I won't always be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time&lt;br /&gt;When August sun was high&lt;br /&gt;And centered on me&lt;br /&gt;But it dipped behind my back&lt;br /&gt;And settled down&lt;br /&gt;Used to scream&lt;br /&gt;Through the land&lt;br /&gt;Used to size it&lt;br /&gt;In my hand&lt;br /&gt;But it fell&lt;br /&gt;Behind the line&lt;br /&gt;That meets the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a day&lt;br /&gt;I set off on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the wind&lt;br /&gt;To take me far from home&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on the waves&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking on water&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;I won't always be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside this storm&lt;br /&gt;Whipping in the wind&lt;br /&gt;My sail is torn&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;The ends&lt;br /&gt;Are never not my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;I won't always be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sailboat&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly floating&lt;br /&gt;No where&lt;br /&gt;Hoping someday&lt;br /&gt;I will wash upon&lt;br /&gt;Someone elses shore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5425752699096634983?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5425752699096634983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5425752699096634983' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5425752699096634983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5425752699096634983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/12/taking-on-water.html' title='Taking On Water'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7942596694882323501</id><published>2008-10-17T17:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:30:06.459-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Dorothy (Incomplete)</title><content type='html'>Dorothy in her specified shoes&lt;br /&gt;Walking to somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something&lt;br /&gt;That I would like to know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows through her hair&lt;br /&gt;Showing her pretty face again&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching her and her moves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7942596694882323501?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7942596694882323501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7942596694882323501' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7942596694882323501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7942596694882323501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/10/dorothy-incomplete.html' title='Dorothy (Incomplete)'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-3005345608176449695</id><published>2008-10-03T00:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:33:08.894-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the keys?&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/5339056955938818990-3005345608176449695?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3005345608176449695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3005345608176449695' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3005345608176449695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3005345608176449695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-826986756205814555</id><published>2008-10-01T12:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:50:33.832-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Mistério 2</title><content type='html'>Mistérios encantam e isso é apenas o começo da jornada, então aproveite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descrever sensações é algo impossível, ou inútil, não me venha falar de grandes romances e poemas, c’mon they are bullshit para esse tópico, porque palavras, por mais precisas e fortes que elas sejam não vão te fazer sentir o que se diz e apenas passar um sensação de sentir, agora se você usar música está no caminho certo, pois música faz você sentir, quando quer e não quer, e para essa segunda parte de mistérios eu uso um trecho de Square One do Coldplay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Under the surface, trying to break through&lt;br /&gt;Deciphering the codes in you&lt;br /&gt;I need a compass, draw me a map”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse três versos são perfeitos para qual a sensação obtida quando você está no meio de um mistério e também acho que passam uma idéia de viver o mistério e não desvendá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistérios são para ser vividos e não desvendados, por isso que preciso de uma bússola e que um mapa seja desenhando, pois eu quero é navegar e aproveitar cada vez mais o mistério e não parar, não voltar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-826986756205814555?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-5339056955938818990.post-8798965604298214005</id><published>2008-09-26T18:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:27:08.521-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Puzzle</title><content type='html'>I’m getting the saws that I notice to figure out your image&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you are puzzling me in a an irresistible way&lt;br /&gt;and I can’t say no&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your puzzle gets me like a puzzle gets a little child&lt;br /&gt;Confusing and charming&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;On the way it must be&lt;br /&gt;On a way where I was not waiting&lt;br /&gt;but now I am waiting to know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8798965604298214005?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' 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faz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Explicar todo esse mistério criado em seu ser parece impossível no momento, e sendo sincero, não me importo, até porque ninguém sabe ao certo como o mundo foi criado, então porque me preocupar em como você me capturou e com todo mistério contido em seu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Mesmo sem saber por onde estou navegando e o que me espera no fim, ou melhor, no inicio, eu vou adiante, cantando e tocando as músicas que me aparecem e me perdendo cada vez mais nesse mistério que está me cercando e me envolvendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;19 de setembro de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2542793421624094401?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2542793421624094401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2542793421624094401' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2542793421624094401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2542793421624094401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/09/mistrio.html' title='Mistério'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-3140516774309821</id><published>2008-08-18T09:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:51:53.931-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><title type='text'>Shiver</title><content type='html'>Para postar essa música do Coldplay eu apenas preciso dizer que é a minha preferida dessa banda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música do primeiro CD deles, letra maravilhosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't listen to me&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you say you see straight through me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on and on&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side; just you try and stop me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in line, just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd change for good&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you'll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Shiver&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me, do you?&lt;br /&gt;And is this my final chance of getting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on and on&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side; just you try and stop me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in line, just to see if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to change?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd change for good&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know that you'll always get your way&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Don't you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll always be waiting for you, for you&lt;br /&gt;I will always be waiting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I see but you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;And it's you I hear so loud and so clear&lt;br /&gt;I sing it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I look in your direction&lt;br /&gt;But you pay me no attention&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;But you never even see me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-3140516774309821?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3140516774309821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=3140516774309821' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3140516774309821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/3140516774309821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/shiver.html' title='Shiver'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-1512429013312051002</id><published>2008-08-16T15:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:46:48.654-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Novo e sem nome</title><content type='html'>Me sinto perdido&lt;br /&gt;sem reação&lt;br /&gt;me perdi nas tantas palavras que tenho&lt;br /&gt;pois sua ausência é muito mais&lt;br /&gt;muito mais do que posso descrever&lt;br /&gt;Uma ausência que quero matar&lt;br /&gt;uma ausência de alguem que mal chegou&lt;br /&gt;mas quero que fique&lt;br /&gt;fique&lt;br /&gt;fique mais um pouco e ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o templo fluir&lt;br /&gt;e veja o que pode acontecer&lt;br /&gt;o que podemos ser&lt;br /&gt;e construir&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto assim&lt;br /&gt;um tanto perdido&lt;br /&gt;mas sabendo o que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;quem eu quero&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 de Agosto de 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1512429013312051002?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1512429013312051002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1512429013312051002' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1512429013312051002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1512429013312051002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/novo-e-sem-nome.html' title='Novo e sem nome'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-639365221807379695</id><published>2008-08-12T16:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:24:03.370-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mute Math'/><title type='text'>Noticed</title><content type='html'>O post de hoje é uma música de uma banda que quase ninguém conhece, o nome dela é Mute Math, talvez você já a tenha escutado, pois a banda tem uma música na trilha sonora do filme Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letra da música fala por si só, além dessa música ter uma pegada The Police no arranjo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful when you open&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to be broken&lt;br /&gt;In the strangest fashion&lt;br /&gt;You start a chain reaction&lt;br /&gt;When you look my way&lt;br /&gt;Something's pounding away&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever&lt;br /&gt;felt this before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this time, oblivious&lt;br /&gt;to what you make so obvious&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are reaching&lt;br /&gt;Something that is beating&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;Over and again&lt;br /&gt;Racing out of my skin&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;At least it was never until I noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and your ways&lt;br /&gt;Capture what I've misplaced&lt;br /&gt;In the perfect fashion&lt;br /&gt;Just watch my heart's reaction&lt;br /&gt;This point of view&lt;br /&gt;is nothing that I'm used to, but I&lt;br /&gt;won't close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they're on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this time,&lt;br /&gt;it was staring me blind&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are reaching&lt;br /&gt;Something that is beating&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;Over and again&lt;br /&gt;Racing out of my skin&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;At least it was never until I noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I ever noticed my heart&lt;br /&gt;Was when I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;The only time I ever noticed my heart&lt;br /&gt;Was when I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You, yeah, you, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are reaching&lt;br /&gt;Something that is beating&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;Over and again&lt;br /&gt;Racing out of my skin&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I never noticed my heart before&lt;br /&gt;'Till I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;When I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You, yeah&lt;br /&gt;When I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I noticed you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;That's the only time I ever noticed my heart before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-639365221807379695?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/639365221807379695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=639365221807379695' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/639365221807379695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/639365221807379695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/noticed.html' title='Noticed'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6580038058237840385</id><published>2008-08-11T23:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:25:34.770-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Perda de reação</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico completamente sem reação quando você chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando você chega perco completamente todo meu jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E quando seus braços se lançam ao redor do meu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me perco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E deixo escapar o abraço que tanto desejei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e ensaiei nos meus sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico completamente sem reação quando você chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando você chega perco completamente todo meu jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E quando seus olhos verdes se encontram com meus olhos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me perco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E deixo escapar a chance de te descobrir através dos seus olhos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e encantadores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico completamente sem reação quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;você chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quando sinto a sua pele e ouço a sua voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quando eu perdido em pensamento acabo encontrando você em um deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acabo encontrando seus olhos e sorrisos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico completamente sem reação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pois chegou e não chegou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pois me roubou e não levou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico completamente sem reação contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois você é o que é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e quem eu quero andar de mãos dadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11 de agosto de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6580038058237840385?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6580038058237840385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6580038058237840385' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6580038058237840385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6580038058237840385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/perda-de-reao.html' title='Perda de reação'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-8913492287086604789</id><published>2008-08-09T20:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:31:53.587-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Um mesmo post</title><content type='html'>Esse post de agora já esteve aqui aos pedaços, mas dessa vez vai inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza quem lê meu blog deve estar se perguntando porque, hum... então, o post vai ser o mesmo de alguns atrás, pois alguns momentos de hoje tem relação com ele e porque esses momentos valem um post que já esteve aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Your Atmosphere (LA Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it's like to land&lt;br /&gt;And not race to your door&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that I really ever could&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the hotel key&lt;br /&gt;in your bedroom neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;We sleep walk in Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you there&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go there anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'd get lost on the boulevard at nite&lt;br /&gt;Without your voice to tell me 'I love you', take a ride&lt;br /&gt;The ten and the two is a lonely sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;All the street lights say 'nevermind'&lt;br /&gt;All the canyon lines say 'nevermind'&lt;br /&gt;Sunset says 'we see this all the time, nevermind'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where I am in my relationship to you&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I watch your life play out in pictures from afar&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where I am in my relationship to you&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I watch that pretty life play out in pictures from afar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitando, coloco o poema que nao inspirado na música, mas que roubou algumas idéias dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;So, could you just stay a little more?&lt;br /&gt;In fact, could you just stay by my side and forget what it's unessential?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna burn up&lt;br /&gt;Watching your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;and your smiles&lt;br /&gt;Listening to you&lt;br /&gt;Feelling your soul&lt;br /&gt;Could you just stay?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna burn up in your atmosphere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-8913492287086604789?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8913492287086604789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=8913492287086604789' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8913492287086604789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/8913492287086604789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/um-mesmo-post.html' title='Um mesmo post'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-9183744002328138602</id><published>2008-08-07T22:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:27:28.959-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Pés no chão</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A pior sensação que se pode ter é a de sentir os pés no chão, estou falando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;metaforicamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sentir a força da gravidade não é algo bom, sentir ela te jogando contra o chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;de nada te faz feliz ou necessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Momentos “Made in Hollywood”, não, nada disso, pois eles são puras ilusões de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ótica, momentos verdade, isso sim é alimento para o ser, não estou dizendo para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;as flores não serem entregues com a caixa de bombom, mas que as palavras e as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ações pequenas sejam ditas ou executadas, pois são elas que tiram seus pés do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;chão e disso todos nós precisamos, sei que isso inclui a sensação de medo antes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;durante e depois, mas para sanar essa parte é só pensar em um verso de uma banda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que adoro, Coldplay, “If you never try, you’ll never know”, fazendo uma tradução&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bruta, “Se você nunca tentar, você nunca saberá”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-9183744002328138602?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/9183744002328138602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=9183744002328138602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/9183744002328138602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/9183744002328138602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/08/ps-no-cho.html' title='Pés no chão'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7476781315415106485</id><published>2008-07-21T22:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:48:58.620-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Desculpas por palavras em palavras</title><content type='html'>Ei você! Sim você! VOCÊ mesmo!!! Esse post é para VOCÊ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou escrevendo direto no blog, pois já pensei em zilhares de forma para esse texto e achei algumas exageradas e outras simples demais, então para não ter controle, vou apenas escrever aqui e depois apertar "publicar postagem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria pedir desculpas pelo meu excesso de palavra, por saber demais o que quero, o que devo fazer... isso pode parecer sarcasmo, mas não é... quero pedir desculpas por ter conhecer de uma forma que em pouco tempo não deveria conhecer e acabar sabendo como se sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpas por ter aparecido do nada e causado caos, essa não era a intenção, mas agora já fiz isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como digo palavras são apenas palavras, mas você sabe que isso é sincero e o que quer dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7476781315415106485?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7476781315415106485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7476781315415106485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7476781315415106485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7476781315415106485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/desculpas-por-palavras-em-palavras.html' title='Desculpas por palavras em palavras'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6891233547795055005</id><published>2008-07-19T23:14:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:20:22.060-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>I Want Magenta</title><content type='html'>Sábado está acabando, mas talvez ele tenha direito a um post mesmo nos seus últimos minutos, eu acho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou postar um pequeno texto do John Mayer que está no meu antigo blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want Magenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6891233547795055005?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6891233547795055005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6891233547795055005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6891233547795055005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6891233547795055005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-magenta.html' title='I Want Magenta'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5571682929238108201</id><published>2008-07-18T15:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:19:34.698-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Off Turner'/><title type='text'>Already Miss You</title><content type='html'>Primeiro de tudo, depois que escutei essa música cheguei a conclusão que preciso dar um jeito e comprar o CD dessa banda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou postar hoje a letra de uma música chama Already Miss You de uma banda chamada Just Off Turner, acho que no meu mundo eu sou o único que realmente conhece essa banda, se você nunca a escutou, escute, a voz do vocalista é maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postando essa música, pois... você sabe porquê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Already Miss You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days have passed&lt;br /&gt;Since I saw you last&lt;br /&gt;I've gone off to fight the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can write me letters if you want&lt;br /&gt;Just don't ever send them to the front line&lt;br /&gt;Cause you won't find me there anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand why I can't work it out&lt;br /&gt;Or wait for something new&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if you can say the same&lt;br /&gt;OoOoOoOoooo&lt;br /&gt;And if you're thinking about moving on&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you do it while I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't wanna play that game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand Why I can't work it out&lt;br /&gt;Or wait for something new&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if you're listening&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm missing you so&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you turn around&lt;br /&gt;And come back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;br /&gt;I guess I already miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5571682929238108201?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5571682929238108201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5571682929238108201' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5571682929238108201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5571682929238108201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/already-miss-you.html' title='Already Miss You'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6451634266372512159</id><published>2008-07-17T13:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:30:10.762-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Burning up</title><content type='html'>Voltando hoje do meu primeiro tempo de trabalho me veio um poema enquanto ouvia In Your Atmosphere do John Mayer, acho que a ouvi umas 5 vezes nesse caminho para casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem tem lido meu blog sabe qua estou apaixonado por essa música do John Mayer e quem estã lendo pela primeira vez agora sabe disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns versos, idéias desse meu poema estão muito parecidas com a da música, pois fui completamente influenciado por ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que agora a melhor coisa é postar o poema, because I'm gonna steer clear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;So, could you just stay a little more?&lt;br /&gt;In fact, could you just stay by my side and forget what it's unessential?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna burn up&lt;br /&gt;Watching your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;and your smiles&lt;br /&gt;Listening to you&lt;br /&gt;Feelling your soul&lt;br /&gt;Could you just stay?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna burn up in your atmosphere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6451634266372512159?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6451634266372512159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6451634266372512159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6451634266372512159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6451634266372512159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/burning-up.html' title='Burning up'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-4299727090106876559</id><published>2008-07-16T23:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:09:07.216-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Uma poema</title><content type='html'>Essa poema acaba de nascer, talvez ele acabe sendo modificado no futuro, mas não vou esperar que algo se modifique para ele ser postado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you know what I mean when I say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poema:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz conforta meu caos&lt;br /&gt;nem que seja por poucos minutos&lt;br /&gt;nem que seja para eu esquecer por poucos segundos&lt;br /&gt;os minutos sem você&lt;br /&gt;as horas sem você&lt;br /&gt;as horas que se transformam em dias&lt;br /&gt;em dias sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz conforta meu caos&lt;br /&gt;porque me traz você&lt;br /&gt;e você me tira do chão&lt;br /&gt;me deixa sem ação&lt;br /&gt;rouba meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Solidão&lt;br /&gt;Solidão é caos&lt;br /&gt;e caos sou eu sem sua voz&lt;br /&gt;que conforta meu caos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-4299727090106876559?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4299727090106876559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=4299727090106876559' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4299727090106876559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4299727090106876559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/uma-poema.html' title='Uma poema'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6678005260328296317</id><published>2008-07-14T23:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:31:45.860-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>In Your Atmosphere (LA Song) Parte 2</title><content type='html'>Da primeira vez que postei a música falei que faltava um pedaço, enfim encontrei o pedaço que eu não entendi quando o John canta.&lt;br /&gt;Encontei esse pedaço em um blog, depois digo o endereço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que o John Mayer é um dos caras, compositores que fazem a trilha sonora da minha vida, espero eu um dia fazer o mesmo na vida de alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pedaço que estava faltando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wherever I go, whatever I do…I wonder where I am in my relationship to you. Wherever you go, wherever you are I watch your life play out in pictures from afar. Wherever I go, whatever I do I wonder where I am in my relationship to you. Wherever you go, wherever you are I watch that pretty life play out in pictures from afar.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6678005260328296317?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6678005260328296317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6678005260328296317' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6678005260328296317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6678005260328296317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-your-atmosphere-la-song-parte-2.html' title='In Your Atmosphere (LA Song) Parte 2'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-9184384367386769241</id><published>2008-07-09T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:48:08.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Acho que tenho falado muito aqui em momentos curtos, mas prolongados dentro de ti e esse pensamento de hoje é mais um defendendo essa idéia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Você não precisa passar tanto tempo fazendo algo ou com alguém para saber que o que está acontecendo é ótimo e quer mais, é preciso apenas notar os detalhes e as sensações que ocorrem contigo.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Sinceramente, as pessoas se preocupam muito com o certo e deixam de viver, e sejamos verdadeiros agora, quando deixamo-nos viver as coisas são diferentes, elas ocorrem de uma forma que não notamos, não esperamos e acabamos assustados com os fatos, sensações e tudo mais que topamos no caminho.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Uma das frases clássicas do mundo é “O novo traz medo” e isso é a pura verdade, pois por mais que esperamos em ter tal sensação sem descrição fazendo tal coisa ou estando com aquela pessoa inesperada e desejada quando sentimos o que esperávamos o medo nos vem, não um medo que encontramos em filme de terror, mas um medo que nos traz algo como “nossa! É isso que eu buscava, Será que dou conta” é realmente um sensação “no words to explain”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Você deve estar se perguntando o porquê do titulo do texto, então, descobri que esse é um tempo necessário para saber se quer mais e sentir muito, sentir, como diria uma amiga, borboletas e felicidades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-9184384367386769241?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/9184384367386769241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=9184384367386769241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/9184384367386769241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/9184384367386769241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-week.html' title='One Week'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5352912937259877542</id><published>2008-07-07T23:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:09:34.534-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>2 versos em Espanho,  4 versos em Inglês e 1 nome em Português</title><content type='html'>No hablo Espanhol&lt;br /&gt;But I am trying discover you&lt;br /&gt;Pero no mucho&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the same since you arrived&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do, what to say to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5352912937259877542?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5352912937259877542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5352912937259877542' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5352912937259877542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5352912937259877542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-versos-em-espanho-4-versos-em-ingls-e.html' title='2 versos em Espanho,  4 versos em Inglês e 1 nome em Português'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-7133101557566702430</id><published>2008-07-06T21:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:14:14.060-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandre Gomes Fernandes'/><title type='text'>Momentos (s)em Gravidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Você precisa de pouco nessa vida para ter momentos que depois não conseguirá descrevê-los com palavras.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Esse momento pode ser você escutando Gravity do John Mayer no meio da noite com uma praia deserta de céu completamente estampado de estrelas e o barulho do mar invisível ao fundo acompanhado das vozes de alguns poucos amigos e um ou dois desconhecidos enquanto você viaja nas palavras cantadas, no céu sem palavras e no pensamento de como seria tal momento com um especifico sorriso do seu lado que uma vez ou outra, ou até mesmo na grande maioria das vezes, estaria olhando para o nada, para o chão de areia, mas que na verdade, mesmo com esses atos, esse sorriso cheio de vida e de um lindo tímido estaria te olhando o mais fundo possível em sua alma.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ou esse momento sem descrição pode ser um momento completamente normal, rotineiro na sua vida, como esperar o ônibus de sempre, mas acompanhado do especifico sorriso cheio de vida e de um lindo tímido e com ações contrárias aos que dos espectadores pensam saber o que elas realmente significam, mas que na verdade são atos que só ambos entendem e que faz você pensar:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;“I really do feel good by her side!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;“Man! Is she pretty!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;“God! Am I Crazy?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“Where am I?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Realmente, você precisa de pouco para não ter palavras.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-7133101557566702430?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7133101557566702430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=7133101557566702430' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7133101557566702430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/7133101557566702430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/momentos-sem-gravidade.html' title='Momentos (s)em Gravidade'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-1474106223340467068</id><published>2008-07-04T23:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:49:20.664-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>In Your Atmosphere (LA Song)</title><content type='html'>Música do John Mayer que está no novo CD, que foi lançado na terça-feira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse post é para ti mesmo faltando um trecho da letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="nme"&gt;In Your Atmosphere (LA Song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it's like to land&lt;br /&gt;And not race to your door&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that I really ever could&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the hotel key&lt;br /&gt;in your bedroom neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;We sleep walk in Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you there&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna go there anymore&lt;br /&gt;I'd get lost on the boulevard at nite&lt;br /&gt;Without your voice to tell me 'I love you', take a ride&lt;br /&gt;The ten and the two is a lonely sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Burn up in your atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna steer clear&lt;br /&gt;Cus I'd die if I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I'd die if I didn't see you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;All the street lights say 'nevermind'&lt;br /&gt;All the canyon lines say 'nevermind'&lt;br /&gt;Sunset says 'we see this all the time, nevermind' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-1474106223340467068?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1474106223340467068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=1474106223340467068' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1474106223340467068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/1474106223340467068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-your-atmosphere-la-song.html' title='In Your Atmosphere (LA Song)'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339056955938818990.post-2962201105475857708</id><published>2008-06-12T00:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:14:23.585-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jabor'/><title type='text'>Crônica de Amor</title><content type='html'>Para comemorar o dia dos namorados vamos com uma crônica do Arnaldo Jabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crônica do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa pelas qualidades que ela tem caso contrário os honestos, simpáticos e não fumantes teriam uma fila de pretendentes  batendo a porta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é chegado a fazer contas, não obedece à razão. O verdadeiro amor acontece por empatia, por magnetismo, por conjunção estelar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa porque ela é educada, veste-se bem e é fã do Caetano. Isso são só referenciais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ama-se pelo cheiro, pelo mistério, pela paz que o outro lhe dá, ou pelo tormento que provoca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ama-se pelo tom de voz, pela maneira que os olhos piscam, pela fragilidade que se revela quando menos se espera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você ama aquela petulante. Você escreveu dúzias de cartas que ela não respondeu você deu flores que ela deixou a seco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você gosta de rock e ela de chorinho, você gosta de praia e ela tem  alergia a sol, você abomina Natal e ela detesta o Ano Novo, nem no ódio vocês combinam. Então? Então, que ela tem um jeito de sorrir que o deixa imobilizado, o beijo dela é mais viciante do que LSD, você adora brigar com ela e ela adora implicar com você. Isso tem nome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você ama aquele cafajeste. Ele diz que vai e não liga, ele veste o  primeiro trapo que encontra no armário. Ele não emplaca uma semana nos empregos, está sempre duro, e é meio galinha. Ele não tem a menor vocação para príncipe encantado e ainda assim você não consegue despachá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a mão dele toca na sua nuca, você derrete feito manteiga. Ele toca gaita na boca, adora animais e escreve poemas. Por que você ama este cara? Não pergunte pra mim; você é inteligente. Lê livros, revistas, jornais. Gosta dos filmes dos irmãos Coen e do Robert Altman, mas sabe que uma boa comédia romântica também tem seu valor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bonita. Seu cabelo nasceu para ser sacudido num comercial de xampu e seu corpo tem todas as curvas no lugar. Independente, emprego fixo, bom saldo no banco. Gosta de viajar, de música, tem loucura por computador e seu fettucine ao pesto é imbatível.&lt;br /&gt;Você tem bom humor, não pega no pé de ninguém e adora sexo. Com um currículo desse, criatura, por que está sem um amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o amor, essa raposa. Quem dera o amor não fosse um sentimento, mas uma equação matemática: eu linda + você inteligente dois apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não funciona assim.&lt;br /&gt;Amar não requer conhecimento prévio nem consulta ao SPC (rs). Ama-se justamente pelo que o Amor tem de indefinível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestos existem aos milhares, generosos têm às pencas, bons motoristas e bons pais de família, tá assim, ó!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ninguém consegue ser do jeito que o amor da sua vida é! Pense nisso. Pedir é a maneira mais eficaz de merecer. É a contingência maior de quem precisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnaldo Jabor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-2962201105475857708?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2962201105475857708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=2962201105475857708' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2962201105475857708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/2962201105475857708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/06/crnica-de-amor.html' title='Crônica de Amor'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-6174341429080257394</id><published>2008-06-10T22:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:03:15.250-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>O post de hoje é a letra de uma das novas músicas do Coldplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mil desculpas, mas essa semana provavelmente não terá coisas minhas ou "novas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viva La Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People could not believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-6174341429080257394?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6174341429080257394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=6174341429080257394' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6174341429080257394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/6174341429080257394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/06/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-4140481864676397925</id><published>2008-06-09T16:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:15:35.226-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jabor'/><title type='text'>MSN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Black,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Postando mais um texto que foi enviado via e-mail pra mim, o texto foi escrito pelo Arnaldo Jabor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sempre            odiei o que a maioria das pessoas fazem com os seus            MSN's.&lt;br /&gt;   Não estou falando desta vez dos emoticons            insuportáveis que transformaram a leitura em um jogo de            decodificação,  mas as declarações de amor, saudades, empolgação            traduzidas através do nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   O espaço 'nome'            foi criado pela Microsoft para que você digite O NOME que lhe foi dado            no batismo. Assim seus amigos aparecem de forma ordenada e você não            tem que ficar clicando em cima dos mesmos pra descobrir que 'Vendo            Abadá do Chiclete e Ivete' é na verdade Tiago Carvalho, ou 'Ainda te            amo Pedro Henrique' é o MSN de Marcela Cordeiro. Mas a melhor parte da            brincadeira é que normalmente o nick diz muito sobre o estado de            espírito e perfil da pessoa. Portanto, toda vez que você encontrar um            nick desses por aí, pare para analisar que você já saberá tudo sobre a            pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;'A-M-I-G-A-S o fim de semana foi            perfeito!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa com certeza, assim            como as amigas piriguetes (perigosas), terminou o namoro e está            encalhadona. Uma semana antes estava com o nick 'O fim de semana            promete'. Quer mostrar pro ex e pros peguetes (perigosos) que tem vida            própria, mas a única coisa que fez no fim de semana foi encher o rabo            de Balalaika, Baikal e Velho Barreiro e beijar umas bocas            repetidas.&lt;br /&gt;   O pior é que você conhece o casal e            está no meio desse 'tiroteio', já que o ex dela é também conhecido            seu, entra com o nick 'Hoje tem mais balada!', tentando impressionar            seus amigos e amigas e as novas presas de sua mira, de que sua vida            está mais do que movimentada, além de tentar fazer raiva na ex.          &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Polly em            NY'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa com certeza quer que todos            saibam que ela está em uma viagem bacana. Tanto que em breve colocará            uma foto da 5ª Avenida no Orkut com a legenda 'Eu em Nova York'. Por            que ninguém bota no Orkut foto de uma viagem feita a Praia-Grande - SP            ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;div  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;           &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;               &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Quando Deus te desenhou ele tava            namorando'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa pessoa provavelmente            não tem nenhuma criatividade, gosto musical e interesse por cultura.            Só ouve o que está na moda e mais tocada nas paradas de sucesso.            Normalmente coloca trechos como 'Diga que valeuuu' ou 'O Asa Arreia'            na época do carnaval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Por que a vida faz isso comigo?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            acabou de entrar. Quando essa pessoa entrar bloqueie imediatamente.            Está depressiva porque tomou um pé na bunda e irá te chamar pra ficar            falando sobre o ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;' Maria Paula ocupada prá c** '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            acabou de entrar. Se está ocupada prá c**, por que entrou cara-pálida?            Sempre que vir uma pessoa dessas entrar, puxe papo só pra resenhar;            ela não vai resistir à janelinha azul piscando na telinha e vai mandar            o trabalho pro espaço. Com certeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Paulão, quero você acima de            tudo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de entrar. Se ama compre um apartamento e            vá morar com ele. Uma dica: Mulher adora disputar com as amigas.            Quanto mais você mostrar que o tal do Paulão é tudo de bom, maiores            são as chances de você ter o olho furado pelas sua amigas piriguetes            (perigosas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Marizinha no banho'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de            entrar. Essa não consegue mais desgrudar do MSN. Até quando vai beber            água troca seu nick para 'Marizinha bebendo água'. Ganhou do pai um            laptop pra usar enquanto estiver no banheiro, mas nunca tem coragem de            colocar o nick 'Marizinha matriculando o moleque na            natação'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'            &lt; . ººº&lt; . ººº&lt; / @ || e $ $ ! || |-| @ &gt;ªªª . &gt;ªªª            &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa aí acha que seu nome é o            Código da Vinci pronto a ser decodificado. Cuidado ao conversar: ela            pode dizer 'q vc eh mtu déixxx, q gosta di vc mtuXXX, ti mandá um            bjuXX'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Galinha que persegue pato morre            afogada'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa ai tomou um zig e está            doida pra dar uma coça na piriguete que tá dando em cima do seu ex.            Quando está de bem com a vida, costuma usar outros nicks-provérbios de            Dalai Lama, Lair de Souza e cia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'VENDO ingressos para a Chopada, Camarote Vivo            Festival de Verão, ABADÁ DO EVA, Bonfim Light, bate-volta da vaquejada            de Serrinha e LP'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de entrar. Essa pessoa está            desesperada pra ganhar um dinheiro extra e acha que a janelinha de 200            x 115 pixels que sobe no meu computador é espaço            publicitário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Me pegue pelos cabelos, sinta meu cheiro, me            jogue pelo ar, me leve pro seu banheiro...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de            entrar. Sempre usa um provérbio, trecho de música ou nick sedutores.            Adora usar trechos de funk ou pagode com duplo sentido. Está há 6            meses sem dar um tapa na macaca e está doida prá arrumar alguém pra            fazer o servicinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Danny Bananinha'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; acabou de            entrar. Quer de qualquer jeito emplacar um apelido para si própria,            mas todos insistem em lhe chamar de Melecão, sua alcunha de escola.            Adora se comparar a celebridades gostosas, botar fotos tiradas por si            mesma no espelho com os peitos saindo da blusa rosa. Quer ser famosa.            Mas não chegará nem a figurante do Linha Direta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;               Bom é isso, se quiserem escrever alguma mensagem, declaração ou            qualquer coisa do tipo, tem o campo certo em opções 'digitem uma            mensagem pessoal para que seus contatos a vejam' ou melhor, fica bem            embaixo do campo do nome!! Vamos facilitar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Arnaldo Jabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-4140481864676397925?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4140481864676397925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=4140481864676397925' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4140481864676397925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/4140481864676397925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/06/msn.html' title='MSN'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-5505297903855531448</id><published>2008-06-08T21:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:20:26.927-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='02 Neurônio'/><title type='text'>Eu te amo</title><content type='html'>Uma grande amiga minha mandou um e-mail para alguns amigos com o texto que ela viu no blog 02 Neurônio e eu resolvi postar o texto aqui para dividir com vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu Te Amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;No começo você fala no máximo: você é demais. Você é incrível. Você é um fofo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;Daí as coisas evoluem. Você pensa: Já é hora de liberar o 'eu te amo'? Não! Ainda não. Afinal, ele não falou nada. E a pior coisa que pode acontecer numa pretendência é você falar o 'eu te amo' no momento errado. Porque simplesmente a pessoa pode falar: que bom! Ou rir amarelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;Então você começa a falar um 'eu te adoro'. No fundo, eu te amo e eu te adoro são quase a mesma coisa. Mas o eu te adoro é menos impactante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;Até que um dia, depois de várias champanhes, ele fala: eu te amo. E daí você libera. Sem nenhum risco de ouvir da pessoa: ah ta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;Só que mesmo no começo, o 'eu te amo' não é liberado totalmente. Você não acorda e sai gritando eu te amo aos sete ventos. 'Você é muito contida', diz o pretê. 'Tombos amorosos', você pensa... Muitos eu te amos que se foram em vão. Agora o momento é de cuidado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;Mas aí um dia um telefonema descontrolado é dado no meio da madrugada apenas para dizer um 'eu te amo'. Daí liberou. Geral! Inclusive, se eu quiser, posso mandar fazer um faixa daquelas escrita EU TE AMO e mandar botar no meio da rua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;color:#800080;"   &gt;E viva os 'eu te amos'! descontrolados ou cuidadosos. noturnos, diurnos ou no meio das madrugadas. menos os bregas das faixas. Se bem que todos eu te amos são meios bregas. E quem liga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-5505297903855531448?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5505297903855531448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=5505297903855531448' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5505297903855531448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/5505297903855531448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-te-amo.html' title='Eu te amo'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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-5339056955938818990.post-952222099651285578</id><published>2008-06-07T23:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:51:53.409-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everwood'/><title type='text'>Primeiro Post</title><content type='html'>Não vou fazer promessas de postar sempre nesse blog, mas cheguei a conclusão que para postar todos os dias não posso ter como meta postar idéias, poemas, textos completos... sendo assim, muita coisa postada aqui poderia a vir ser imcompletas e mais tarde postadas em sua versão "final".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para abrir esse blog, postarei o texto do meu profile do Orkut, que é retirado de uma série que adoro chamada Everwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não dá para saber quando o certo se torna duvidoso independente do quanto é sólida a rocha.&lt;br /&gt;As rochas se rompem.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas mudam principalmente quando você tem certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Para ser justo, se fosse um deus do destino olhando os planos para essa gentinha, eu ia olhar para os meus e ia querer bagunçar os dos outros também.&lt;br /&gt;Quer me conhecer em 500 palavras?&lt;br /&gt;Fico com medo às vezes e me decepciono também. Tenho dúvidas e gosto de achar meu caminho, não gosto de mudanças, mas sei que são boas e inevitáveis, portanto, eu as acolho da melhor forma possível.&lt;br /&gt;Há um poema de Johann Franck que diz isso melhor que eu:&lt;br /&gt;"Desafie o velho dragão. Desafie o medo. O mundo pode desabar, mas continuarei cantando em paz."&lt;br /&gt;Coisas acontecem, você não espera ou quer que aconteçam.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo desaba e você se torna a pessoa que jamais pensou ser. E lá está você em sua roupa, em sua vida. Este é o meu futuro. Eu sou assim. Sou assim e quero coisas que jamais pensei em querer. Quero opções. Um lugar para crescer, conhecer pessoas novas. Um lugar que supreenda, quando a vida tomar um rumo que não imaginei...&lt;br /&gt;E agradecer por isso, em plena paz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"É preciso ter coragem para desempenhar o papel que irá representar. Para uns é um momento muito longo, para outros muito breve."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339056955938818990-952222099651285578?l=vidaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/952222099651285578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339056955938818990&amp;postID=952222099651285578' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/952222099651285578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339056955938818990/posts/default/952222099651285578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vidaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-vou-fazer-promessas-de-postar-sempre.html' title='Primeiro Post'/><author><name>Alexandre Gomes Fernades</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421819012930835268</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></feed>
