<?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-7386433365496297993</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:59:18.768-08:00</updated><category term='Acontece'/><category term='mensagens  de natal e ano novo'/><category term='Dia dos Pais'/><category term='Poesias'/><category term='Reflexões'/><category term='Mãe'/><title type='text'>Poesias e Reflexões</title><subtitle type='html'>Por There Are Hope</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1662223091119821932</id><published>2011-11-19T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:00:37.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chorando na Chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s1600/w00003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s320/w00003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu jamais te deixarei perceber&lt;br /&gt;Como meu coração partido está me machucando&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu tenho meu orgulho e sei como esconder&lt;br /&gt;Toda a minha tristeza e sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Eu farei meu pranto na chuva&lt;br /&gt;Se eu esperar por céus tempestuosos&lt;br /&gt;Você não distinguirá a chuva das lágrimas em meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Você jamais saberá que ainda te amo tanto&lt;br /&gt;Embora os desgostos permaneçam no coração&lt;br /&gt;Eu farei meu pranto na chuva&lt;br /&gt;Gotas de chuvas caindo do céu&lt;br /&gt;Jamais poderiam lavar meu sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas, uma vez que não estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Eu esperarei por um tempo chuvoso&lt;br /&gt;Pra esconder as lágrimas que eu espero que você jamais perceba&lt;br /&gt;Algum dia, quando meu pranto estiver acabado&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou exibir um sorriso e caminharei sob o sol&lt;br /&gt;Posso parecer um tolo&lt;br /&gt;Mas até lá, meu bem, você nunca me verá reclamar&lt;br /&gt;Eu farei o meu pranto na chuva&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez que não estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Eu esperarei por um tempo chuvoso&lt;br /&gt;Pra esconder as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Que eu espero que você jamais perceba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1662223091119821932?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1662223091119821932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1662223091119821932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/11/chorando-na-chuva.html' title='Chorando na Chuva'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s72-c/w00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1649696924491111736</id><published>2011-09-25T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:15:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto durar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkH9W9MKqCM/StkwLQqZpEI/AAAAAAAABlw/wqi8X7Vgglg/s1600/464301r6ge58qc5x.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkH9W9MKqCM/StkwLQqZpEI/AAAAAAAABlw/wqi8X7Vgglg/s1600/464301r6ge58qc5x.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei se a vida é curta ou longa demais para nós.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que nada do que vivemos tem sentido, &lt;br /&gt;se não tocarmos o coração das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes basta ser:&lt;br /&gt;Colo que acolhe,&lt;br /&gt;Braço que envolve, &lt;br /&gt;Palavra que conforta, &lt;br /&gt;Silêncio que respeita,&lt;br /&gt;Alegria que contagia, &lt;br /&gt;Lágrima que corre, &lt;br /&gt;Olhar que acaricia, &lt;br /&gt;Desejo que sacia, &lt;br /&gt;Amor que promove.&lt;br /&gt;E isso não é coisa de outro mundo. &lt;br /&gt;É o que dá sentido à vida.&lt;br /&gt;É o que faz com que ela não seja nem curta, nem longa demais.&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja intensa, verdadeira e pura&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto durar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Feliz aquele que transfere o que sabe ...&lt;br /&gt;... e aprende o que ensina.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1649696924491111736?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1649696924491111736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1649696924491111736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/enquanto-durar.html' title='Enquanto durar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HkH9W9MKqCM/StkwLQqZpEI/AAAAAAAABlw/wqi8X7Vgglg/s72-c/464301r6ge58qc5x.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4902718781477268415</id><published>2011-09-25T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:08:09.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Das almas mais belas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrWAjkU-SIE/Tio0i4YX1RI/AAAAAAAAD3s/N4seGbdW5sY/s1600/w14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrWAjkU-SIE/Tio0i4YX1RI/AAAAAAAAD3s/N4seGbdW5sY/s320/w14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Das almas mais belas&lt;br /&gt;Que encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Busquei apenas dois&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;Para as horas de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Para as horas de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Acabei recebendo&lt;br /&gt;Abraços&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;Gestos&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Companheirismo&lt;br /&gt;Sinceridade&lt;br /&gt;Cumplicidade&lt;br /&gt;Amizade&lt;br /&gt;Carinho&lt;br /&gt;E mais de dois sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;Recebi mais do que busquei&lt;br /&gt;Recebi mais do que merecia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4902718781477268415?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4902718781477268415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4902718781477268415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-almas-mais-belas.html' title='Das almas mais belas'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QrWAjkU-SIE/Tio0i4YX1RI/AAAAAAAAD3s/N4seGbdW5sY/s72-c/w14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4968253890563328359</id><published>2011-09-24T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T15:53:41.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho um sonho impossivel talvez de sonhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kdKSaJdTzg/SjBFoLF7NOI/AAAAAAAAAy0/DpWDiUjypsA/s1600/pensamento.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kdKSaJdTzg/SjBFoLF7NOI/AAAAAAAAAy0/DpWDiUjypsA/s320/pensamento.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trazer de volta alguém do céu...&lt;br /&gt;E passar um dia com essa pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;só mais uma vez, uma última vez dar-lhe um último abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Um último beijo e dizer adeus .&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a sua voz novamente me chamando.&lt;br /&gt;Ter outra chance de dizer "eu te amo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Pai querido seria muito bom poder dizer&lt;br /&gt;O quanto você&amp;nbsp; foi importante e que tenho saudades&lt;br /&gt;Ah !que saudades de você pai, o tempo só sufocou a&amp;nbsp; dor , a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Elas continuam aqui latentes feito ferida que não quer cicatrizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! como queria&amp;nbsp; poder dividir com você&amp;nbsp; pai&lt;br /&gt;As minhas alegrias, os meus filhos,&amp;nbsp; a convivência com eles.&lt;br /&gt;Você os adoraria Pai , e eles também a você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o Tempo é o Senhor de todos os destinos &lt;br /&gt;E como foi do seu meu pai querido&lt;br /&gt;Assim também&amp;nbsp; é do meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me conforta acreditar que de alguma forma você&lt;br /&gt;continua presente e que há&amp;nbsp; neles um pouco de você&lt;br /&gt;assim&amp;nbsp; como há em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu pai querido que dentro de suas possibilidades&lt;br /&gt;deu o seu tudo, o seu tempo, o seu trabalho, o seu amor,&lt;br /&gt;a sua compreensão, se anulou e sacrificou muitas vezes por nos amar.&lt;br /&gt;E olha pai deu certo viu, aprendemos a lição e estamos todos bem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentil Clementino&lt;br /&gt;Te amarei pra sempre e eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Ilza &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/7386433365496297993-4968253890563328359?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4968253890563328359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4968253890563328359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/sonho-um-sonho-impossivel.html' title='Sonho um sonho impossivel talvez de sonhar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kdKSaJdTzg/SjBFoLF7NOI/AAAAAAAAAy0/DpWDiUjypsA/s72-c/pensamento.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-9216800561190287194</id><published>2011-09-08T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:20:32.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>A amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gr3H0ThcaZc/Tio6GhGpK-I/AAAAAAAAD58/qDzvbyPngiY/s1600/w60.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gr3H0ThcaZc/Tio6GhGpK-I/AAAAAAAAD58/qDzvbyPngiY/s320/w60.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;O mais nobre dos sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Cresce à sombra do Desinteresse,&lt;br /&gt;Nutre-se brindando-se e floresce&lt;br /&gt;a cada dia com a Compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu lugar está junto ao amor&lt;br /&gt;Porque ela é&amp;nbsp; amor.&lt;br /&gt;Somente os honestos podem&lt;br /&gt;ter amigos, porque à amizade,&lt;br /&gt;o mais leve dos cálculos a fere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é um bem reservado aos eleitos,&lt;br /&gt;é o sentimento mais incompreendido&lt;br /&gt;e o pior interpretado.&lt;br /&gt;Não admite sombras nem fingimentos,&lt;br /&gt;rusticidades nem renúncias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exige no entanto&lt;br /&gt;sacrifício e coragem,&lt;br /&gt;compreensão e verdade,&lt;br /&gt;VERDADE! acima de todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com as pequenas coisas do dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;cresce nossa amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre seja assim.&lt;br /&gt;De Verdade!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-9216800561190287194?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/9216800561190287194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/9216800561190287194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/amizade.html' title='A amizade'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gr3H0ThcaZc/Tio6GhGpK-I/AAAAAAAAD58/qDzvbyPngiY/s72-c/w60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5706211541126281554</id><published>2011-09-08T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:58:06.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Ouvir você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsefKK7nknY/TiGvekB_CzI/AAAAAAAADws/dImov89CwcY/s1600/w049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsefKK7nknY/TiGvekB_CzI/AAAAAAAADws/dImov89CwcY/s400/w049.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Quanto tempo irá levar &lt;br /&gt;Para todos esses sentimentos irem embora &lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo tenho que esperar &lt;br /&gt;E existe alguma resposta verdadeira&lt;br /&gt;De alguma forma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu silêncio na sala lotada &lt;br /&gt;Mais alto do que o mais alto dos tons &lt;br /&gt;Eu me atenho a cada palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #eeeeee; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu sinto falta de você e de tudo &lt;br /&gt;Eu estava correndo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Indo rápido demais, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o silêncio não é crime &lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria poder ouvir&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;você preenche-lo mais uma vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5706211541126281554?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5706211541126281554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5706211541126281554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/ouvir-voce.html' title='Ouvir você'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsefKK7nknY/TiGvekB_CzI/AAAAAAAADws/dImov89CwcY/s72-c/w049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-168817304389726571</id><published>2011-09-08T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:49:32.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Continuo procurando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIakfuvEAyY/TiGjq6TlOHI/AAAAAAAADtc/3c13zZK75lU/s1600/w00047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIakfuvEAyY/TiGjq6TlOHI/AAAAAAAADtc/3c13zZK75lU/s400/w00047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu escalei as mais altas montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Eu corri através dos campos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para estar com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu corri, eu alçei voo&lt;br /&gt;Eu escalei os&amp;nbsp; muros da cidade&lt;br /&gt;Estes muros&amp;nbsp; altos &lt;br /&gt;Escalei por você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu ainda não encontrei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;O que estou procurando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu beijei lábios doces&lt;br /&gt;Senti os dedos que curam&lt;br /&gt;Queimava como fogo&lt;br /&gt;Este desejo ardente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu falei na língua dos anjos&lt;br /&gt;Eu segurei na mão deles&lt;br /&gt;Era quente durante a noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava frio como uma pedra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito na vinda do reino&lt;br /&gt;E então todas as cores sangrarão em uma só&lt;br /&gt;Sangrarão em uma só&lt;br /&gt;Mas, sim, eu continuo correndo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você quebrou as algemas&lt;br /&gt;Livrou-se das correntes&lt;br /&gt;Carregou a cruz e&lt;br /&gt;Toda a minha vergonha&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que eu acredito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/i-still-havent-found-what-im-looking-for-traducao.html#ixzz1XOZt0ELr" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-168817304389726571?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/168817304389726571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/168817304389726571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/09/continuo-procurando.html' title='Continuo procurando'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIakfuvEAyY/TiGjq6TlOHI/AAAAAAAADtc/3c13zZK75lU/s72-c/w00047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6917695705486693377</id><published>2011-08-31T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:12:36.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>A vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmWvF-8hfRA/TipC-GzacDI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ioE4MPjbv0k/s640/w092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmWvF-8hfRA/TipC-GzacDI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ioE4MPjbv0k/s400/w092.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;A vida&amp;nbsp; em sua essência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;È divindade em permanência&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Não se afronta a existência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;E nem a sua descendência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;A vida uma dádiva de Deus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;A graça a nos revelada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Pela bondade e amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Por entrega encerrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;A vida sempre velada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre externada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Sentida e respirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! a vida realmente é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Uma dádiva a nós revelada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;A vida muda a cada segundo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas é a soma de todos&amp;nbsp; eles&lt;br /&gt;Que faz com que seja tão Diferente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E tenha uma história imponente&lt;br /&gt;Que só você pode contar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso porque a vida não é feita&lt;br /&gt;De traços retos, perfeitos e comuns.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é feita de talentos de transformar&lt;br /&gt;até os mais simples acontecimentos &lt;br /&gt;em lembranças inesquecíveis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6917695705486693377?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6917695705486693377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6917695705486693377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/vida.html' title='A vida'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmWvF-8hfRA/TipC-GzacDI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ioE4MPjbv0k/s72-c/w092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8752295457591418122</id><published>2011-08-31T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:49:33.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Faça como as águias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uri4BLZtyf4/Tl66JTjt2RI/AAAAAAAAELM/wTaSUg43rlI/s288/aguia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uri4BLZtyf4/Tl66JTjt2RI/AAAAAAAAELM/wTaSUg43rlI/s288/aguia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando as tempestades da vida&lt;br /&gt;Surgirem escuras à&amp;nbsp; sua&amp;nbsp; frente, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lembre se de uma palavras &lt;br /&gt;Que uma vez eu li.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;E aqui quero eternizar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando pairarem nuvens ameaçadoras, &lt;br /&gt;Não dobre suas asas , não tema&lt;br /&gt;E não fuja para o abrigo. &lt;br /&gt;Abra largamente as suas asas &lt;br /&gt;E decole para bem alto,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Acima das nuvens&lt;br /&gt;Acima dos problemas que a vida traz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Acima de seus medos e ansiedades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;E voe tranquilo...Plane soberano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois a águia sabe &lt;br /&gt;Que quanto mais alto voar, &lt;br /&gt;Mais tranqüilos e mais brilhantes &lt;br /&gt;Tornam-se os céus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há nada na vida &lt;br /&gt;Que Deus nos peça para carregar &lt;br /&gt;Que nós não possamos levar planando &lt;br /&gt;Com as asas da oração. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao olhar para trás &lt;br /&gt;Verá que a tempestade passou, &lt;br /&gt;Você encontrará novas forças &lt;br /&gt;E ganhará coragem também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Para continuar em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8752295457591418122?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8752295457591418122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8752295457591418122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/faca-como-as-aguias.html' title='Faça como as águias'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uri4BLZtyf4/Tl66JTjt2RI/AAAAAAAAELM/wTaSUg43rlI/s72-c/aguia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4348108760217164729</id><published>2011-08-25T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:23:18.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Em meu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_h_a9PnrwE/StYxiVvD50I/AAAAAAAABfw/yoSewzJ2TiE/s1600/love-me.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_h_a9PnrwE/StYxiVvD50I/AAAAAAAABfw/yoSewzJ2TiE/s400/love-me.gif" width="389" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Todas as noites, nos meus sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo você, eu o&amp;nbsp;sinto ...&lt;br /&gt;É assim que eu sei &lt;br /&gt;Que você continua&amp;nbsp;aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe, atravessando distâncias&lt;br /&gt;E espaços entre nós&lt;br /&gt;Você veio para mostrar &lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp; pode ser&amp;nbsp; verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que você esteja&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito que o amar é...&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez você abre a porta&lt;br /&gt;E você está aqui no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração vai continuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor pode nos tocar uma vez&lt;br /&gt;E durar por toda a vida&lt;br /&gt;E nunca ir embora até nós partirmos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor foi quando eu te amei&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez de verdade, eu segurei você&lt;br /&gt;Nessa vida nós sempre continuaremos&lt;br /&gt;E em meu coração você vai continuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está aqui, e não há nada que eu tema&lt;br /&gt;Nós ficaremos para sempre desse jeito&lt;br /&gt;Você está salvo&amp;nbsp; aqui em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração&amp;nbsp; te guardará pra sempre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4348108760217164729?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4348108760217164729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4348108760217164729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-meu-coracao.html' title='Em meu coração'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_h_a9PnrwE/StYxiVvD50I/AAAAAAAABfw/yoSewzJ2TiE/s72-c/love-me.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3368455749222686569</id><published>2011-08-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T12:54:53.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5uu4Fj70qw/TiGicaysJmI/AAAAAAAADtA/wjIoYl5v_Tk/s1600/w00036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5uu4Fj70qw/TiGicaysJmI/AAAAAAAADtA/wjIoYl5v_Tk/s400/w00036.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Será que eu deveria lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que estremeço&amp;nbsp;quando falam de você.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu aprendi a disfarçar,&lt;br /&gt;Pra ter certeza que ninguem vai reparar,&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta cada vez pior&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;a saudade em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Esta cada vez maior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia escrever,&lt;br /&gt;mil canções só pra você,&lt;br /&gt;Poderia te falar, meus motivos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;pra&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;gostar, tanto de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Por&amp;nbsp;pensar tanto em você&lt;br /&gt;e tentar&amp;nbsp; entender&lt;br /&gt;a falta que você me faz,&lt;br /&gt;eu não aguento mais,&lt;br /&gt;Ficar tão longe, de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não sei se algum dia,&lt;br /&gt;Esse sentimento vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem me lembro de querer alguém,&lt;br /&gt;tanto assim,como quero você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas quero viver esse sentimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Agora e&amp;nbsp; que dure eternamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Tão longe de você,&amp;nbsp; e tão perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;È dificil não querer viver esse momento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3368455749222686569?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3368455749222686569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3368455749222686569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/voce.html' title='Você'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5uu4Fj70qw/TiGicaysJmI/AAAAAAAADtA/wjIoYl5v_Tk/s72-c/w00036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2199640290221395935</id><published>2011-08-18T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:21:23.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Ofereça esperança</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hKTYGZqPks/Tio0wJdN70I/AAAAAAAAD38/cxx0_mNxYXc/s1600/w18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hKTYGZqPks/Tio0wJdN70I/AAAAAAAAD38/cxx0_mNxYXc/s400/w18.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chega um tempo quando nós ouvimos uma chamada certa&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mundo precisa ser um só&lt;br /&gt;Há pessoas morrendo&lt;br /&gt;È&amp;nbsp;hora de dar uma mão para a vida&lt;br /&gt;O maior presente de todos&lt;br /&gt;Nós não podemos continuar fingindo dia após dia&lt;br /&gt;De que alguém, em algum lugar&amp;nbsp; fará a mudança&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos parte&amp;nbsp; disso também&lt;br /&gt;Fazemos parte da &amp;nbsp;imensa família de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos o mundo, nós somos as crianças&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos aqueles que fazem um dia mais iluminado&lt;br /&gt;Existe a escolha que estamos fazendo&lt;br /&gt;Estamos salvando nossas próprias vidas&lt;br /&gt;Então vamos fazer alguém feliz hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos semear sorrisos , gentilezas,&lt;br /&gt;Esperanças em um novo amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2199640290221395935?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2199640290221395935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2199640290221395935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/ofereca-esperanca.html' title='Ofereça esperança'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hKTYGZqPks/Tio0wJdN70I/AAAAAAAAD38/cxx0_mNxYXc/s72-c/w18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8777790755931602874</id><published>2011-08-05T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T19:26:22.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Nos meus sonhos ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUe1ytDlYkI/TiGuTOSV2OI/AAAAAAAADvw/hrdLzEFZH6M/s1600/w034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUe1ytDlYkI/TiGuTOSV2OI/AAAAAAAADvw/hrdLzEFZH6M/s400/w034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Sempre que eu acordo&lt;br /&gt;Estou perdido e sempre com medo &lt;br /&gt;Nunca é o mesmo lugar &lt;br /&gt;Eu fecho meus olhos para escapar &lt;br /&gt;As paredes&amp;nbsp; se fecham em volta de mim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu&amp;nbsp; me afastando&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do silêncio &lt;br /&gt;Ultrapasso a Dor e o medo&lt;br /&gt;Em meus sonhos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me sinto imortal &lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho medo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Quando eu estou lá&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Mas sempre que acordo&lt;br /&gt;Os fragmentos de nós corte adentro &lt;br /&gt;Sempre no mesmo dia &lt;br /&gt;Congelados todos no mesmo lugar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me rendo aos sonhos &lt;br /&gt;E deixo a dor atrás de mim &lt;br /&gt;Não há mais o que&amp;nbsp; temer&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Nos meus sonhos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/tarja-turunen/i-feel-immortal.html#ixzz1UD9I65OQ" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8777790755931602874?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8777790755931602874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8777790755931602874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/nos-meus-sonhos.html' title='Nos meus sonhos ...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mUe1ytDlYkI/TiGuTOSV2OI/AAAAAAAADvw/hrdLzEFZH6M/s72-c/w034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4455355187885585105</id><published>2011-08-05T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T19:06:51.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Ainda estou por  aqui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aEKff01H-U/TiGufxwMJKI/AAAAAAAADwA/jx5FlfQ13vw/s1600/w036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aEKff01H-U/TiGufxwMJKI/AAAAAAAADwA/jx5FlfQ13vw/s400/w036.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Deixe seus anjos no limite&lt;br /&gt;Guarde todas as rosas, eu não estou morta&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixei um espinho debaixo da sua cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá dizer ao mundo que eu ainda estou por aqui&lt;br /&gt;Eu não voei, eu estou descendo&lt;br /&gt;Você é o vento, o único som&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sussurre para meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Quando a esperança estiver acabada&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém puder te salvar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha tempestade de inverno&lt;br /&gt;Mantendo-me acordada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca acaba ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volte a dormir para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Bem longe dos tolos e tranque a porta&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão por aí e eles terão certeza de que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem que ver&lt;br /&gt;O que eu acabei me tornando&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém pode te ajudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu caminho sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Em Cada passo que dou&lt;br /&gt;Esperando do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca estive longe de você&lt;br /&gt;Girando em direção ao chão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;eu sentia cada movimento seu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4455355187885585105?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4455355187885585105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4455355187885585105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/ainda-estou-por-aqui.html' title='Ainda estou por  aqui'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aEKff01H-U/TiGufxwMJKI/AAAAAAAADwA/jx5FlfQ13vw/s72-c/w036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4874918947273904075</id><published>2011-08-05T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:47:37.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Até meu último suspiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Au2_mKFjFE0/TiGutGN01gI/AAAAAAAADwI/Grky4XKJGFg/s1600/w039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Au2_mKFjFE0/TiGutGN01gI/AAAAAAAADwI/Grky4XKJGFg/s400/w039.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Não posso chorar tanto assim&lt;br /&gt;Estou deixando esse fantasma&lt;br /&gt;Como eu poderia justificar&lt;br /&gt;Quando você nega minha voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste vazio, eu não estou em alta&lt;br /&gt;Estou completamente sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Palavras são como armas e nós somos um som&lt;br /&gt;Ecoa na maré da guerra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até meu último suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca saberá&lt;br /&gt;Até que você sinta o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu me for&lt;br /&gt;Agora está desaparecendo, tudo&lt;br /&gt;Uma lembrança se foi&lt;br /&gt;Todos conhecemos sua graça, chame meu nome&lt;br /&gt;Até alguém enxergar novamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode mudar essa memória&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro ela precisa queimar&lt;br /&gt;Dedicada, ela vigia o inimigo&lt;br /&gt;O culpado assumiria suas transformações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observando como isto desaparece&lt;br /&gt;Sombras de tudo que restou&lt;br /&gt;Deseja que a cruz solitária desaparecesse&lt;br /&gt;Neste desfile da dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/tarja-turunen/until-my-last-breath-traducao.html#ixzz1UD1eH6Xb" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4874918947273904075?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4874918947273904075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4874918947273904075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/08/ate-meu-ultimo-suspiro.html' title='Até meu último suspiro'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Au2_mKFjFE0/TiGutGN01gI/AAAAAAAADwI/Grky4XKJGFg/s72-c/w039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4948069560092057080</id><published>2011-07-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:21:59.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Cada Minuto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0B4ddsKcC6o/TiGvMjXkHjI/AAAAAAAADwg/ZmfOaYMj8_U/s1600/w045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0B4ddsKcC6o/TiGvMjXkHjI/AAAAAAAADwg/ZmfOaYMj8_U/s320/w045.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Cada minuto é uma decisão.&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto é uma oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto é um momento único.&lt;br /&gt;A escolha é sua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de luxo.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de triunfo.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de determinação.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de juventude.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de férias.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de luta.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de glória.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto de lembranças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vai fazer com o seu próximo minuto?&lt;br /&gt;Outro minuto que não voltará...&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida é agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que farei com o meu próximo minuto?&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda não sei...&lt;br /&gt;Mas preciso fazer algo antes dele passar...&lt;br /&gt;O Futuro é daqui a um minuto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4948069560092057080?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4948069560092057080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4948069560092057080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/cada-minuto.html' title='Cada Minuto'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0B4ddsKcC6o/TiGvMjXkHjI/AAAAAAAADwg/ZmfOaYMj8_U/s72-c/w045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3883618948854083342</id><published>2011-07-28T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:09:07.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Tempo de Mudar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbn60qfBM0/TiGtXhTmZTI/AAAAAAAADvc/Fm6U1lUQz9E/s1600/w029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbn60qfBM0/TiGtXhTmZTI/AAAAAAAADvc/Fm6U1lUQz9E/s320/w029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser igual cansa. Ser diferente incomoda (os outros). Pois então: mude!  Tente fazer as coisas que você quer, mas não faz por puro medo de não  conseguir. Experimente. Um novo amor, uma nova comida, uma música nova.  Julgue menos as pessoas e suas atitudes. Antes de chamar de brega ou de  estranha, pense nas sensações que uma roupa diferente possa te  proporcionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandone do seu vocabulário a palavra rotina. Se permita ser feliz com  pequenas coisas. Dê gargalhada no trânsito, faça novos caminhos para  velhos destinos, mude a trilha sonora. Ande na pista do meio, dirija sem  óculos escuros, sorria cordialmente pro menino no carro da auto-escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá sozinho ao cinema. Tome um refrigerante diferente. Se gosta de gelo,  peça sem. Freqüente outros shoppings. Use um xampu pra cabelos loiros se  você for moreno. Escove os dentes com a mão esquerda se costuma usar a  direita. Olhe mais para o céu. Feche mais os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De opinião, de partido político, de emprego, de sapato, de penteado, de namorado, de bairro, de perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crie objetivos diários, como dar mais sorrisos verdadeiros hoje do que  ontem, ligar pra dois amigos sumidos amanhã, acordar quatro minutos mais  cedo na segunda feira. Tire fotos loucas de você, dê presentes que você  mesmo fez. Compre uma revista que você nunca pensou em ler. Ande  descalço na grama, assista um pôr do sol em sua própria companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use maquiagem se der vontade ou saia de cara lavada se assim preferir.  Aprenda a falar mais verdades. Diga não quando não quiser ir. Fique em  casa sexta feira à noite vendo filme antigo e comendo pipoca de panela.  Faça almoços pros amigos, teste suas invenções. Leia mais. Estude o que  você gosta. Mude de interesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebre suas próprias regras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite o que as pessoas têm para te oferecer. Faça amigos. Mantenha  vivas as amizades antigas. Abrace muito (apertado, de preferência).  Cumprimente todas as pessoas que você acha que já viu um dia na vida.  Seja educado, seja simpático. Nada se perde com isso. Respeite os  limites alheios. Converse com a faxineira do prédio, distribua bom dias  calorosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame. Ame muito, com todo seu coração. Aprenda a falar eu te amo. Pros  pais, pros amigos, namorado(a), pro cachorro, pra Deus. Deixe ser amado.  Deixe ser abraçado. Deixe ser beijado. Permita-se sentir feliz. Faça  corações de papel e dê pra quem você gosta. Dê seu coração. Se permita  gostar das coisas simples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durma do outro lado da cama, mude o corte de cabelo. Não comece frases  com “eu tenho o hábito de...”. Não tenha medo de ser quem você é. E seja  quem você gostaria de ser. Não se intimide com a reação do outro às  suas mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grave um cd com suas músicas preferidas e dê para seus amigos. Ou para  desconhecidos. Ouse ser feliz. Mude o corte de cabelo. Seja livre de  preconceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recicle: manias, desejos e conceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma só. E ela passa rápido, enquanto pensamos o que devemos  fazer e poderíamos fazer o que queremos. Quebre a cara, mas nunca  desista de tentar, porque a felicidade vale a pena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser igual cansa. Ser diferente incomoda (os outros). Pois então: mude!  Tente fazer as coisas que você quer, mas não faz por puro medo de não  conseguir. Experimente. Um novo amor, uma nova comida, uma música nova.  Julgue menos as pessoas e suas atitudes. Antes de chamar de brega ou de  estranha, pense nas sensações que uma roupa diferente possa te  proporcionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandone do seu vocabulário a palavra rotina. Se permita ser feliz com  pequenas coisas. Dê gargalhada no trânsito, faça novos caminhos para  velhos destinos, mude a trilha sonora. Ande na pista do meio, dirija sem  óculos escuros, sorria cordialmente pro menino no carro da auto-escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá sozinho ao cinema. Tome um refrigerante diferente. Se gosta de gelo,  peça sem. Freqüente outros shoppings. Use um xampu pra cabelos loiros se  você for moreno. Escove os dentes com a mão esquerda se costuma usar a  direita. Olhe mais para o céu. Feche mais os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De opinião, de partido político, de emprego, de sapato, de penteado, de namorado, de bairro, de perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crie objetivos diários, como dar mais sorrisos verdadeiros hoje do que  ontem, ligar pra dois amigos sumidos amanhã, acordar quatro minutos mais  cedo na segunda feira. Tire fotos loucas de você, dê presentes que você  mesmo fez. Compre uma revista que você nunca pensou em ler. Ande  descalço na grama, assista um pôr do sol em sua própria companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use maquiagem se der vontade ou saia de cara lavada se assim preferir.  Aprenda a falar mais verdades. Diga não quando não quiser ir. Fique em  casa sexta feira à noite vendo filme antigo e comendo pipoca de panela.  Faça almoços pros amigos, teste suas invenções. Leia mais. Estude o que  você gosta. Mude de interesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebre suas próprias regras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite o que as pessoas têm para te oferecer. Faça amigos. Mantenha  vivas as amizades antigas. Abrace muito (apertado, de preferência).  Cumprimente todas as pessoas que você acha que já viu um dia na vida.  Seja educado, seja simpático. Nada se perde com isso. Respeite os  limites alheios. Converse com a faxineira do prédio, distribua bom dias  calorosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame. Ame muito, com todo seu coração. Aprenda a falar eu te amo. Pros  pais, pros amigos, namorado(a), pro cachorro, pra Deus. Deixe ser amado.  Deixe ser abraçado. Deixe ser beijado. Permita-se sentir feliz. Faça  corações de papel e dê pra quem você gosta. Dê seu coração. Se permita  gostar das coisas simples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durma do outro lado da cama, mude o corte de cabelo. Não comece frases  com “eu tenho o hábito de...”. Não tenha medo de ser quem você é. E seja  quem você gostaria de ser. Não se intimide com a reação do outro às  suas mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grave um cd com suas músicas preferidas e dê para seus amigos. Ou para  desconhecidos. Ouse ser feliz. Mude o corte de cabelo. Seja livre de  preconceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recicle: manias, desejos e conceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma só. E ela passa rápido, enquanto pensamos o que devemos  fazer e poderíamos fazer o que queremos. Quebre a cara, mas nunca  desista de tentar, porque a felicidade vale a pena...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3883618948854083342?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3883618948854083342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3883618948854083342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/tempo-de-mudar.html' title='Tempo de Mudar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mbn60qfBM0/TiGtXhTmZTI/AAAAAAAADvc/Fm6U1lUQz9E/s72-c/w029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6898534664713346115</id><published>2011-07-28T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:59:29.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsFqltgEUU/TiGiVi7Wx4I/AAAAAAAADs8/W5S4mK3AnAI/s1600/w00038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsFqltgEUU/TiGiVi7Wx4I/AAAAAAAADs8/W5S4mK3AnAI/s400/w00038.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estrelas cintilantes&lt;br /&gt;No céu a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitando o céu&lt;br /&gt;Levando luz&lt;br /&gt;Onde existe escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Orientando&lt;br /&gt;Os navegantes.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando que mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Que não as vejamos&lt;br /&gt;Por causa de alguma nuvem&lt;br /&gt;Elas sempre estão lá&lt;br /&gt;São um grande exemplo&lt;br /&gt;De perseverança e humildade&lt;br /&gt;Pois estão sempre no céu&lt;br /&gt;Sempre brilhando.&lt;br /&gt;São um presente divino&lt;br /&gt;que têm a missão de nos mostrar&lt;br /&gt;que por mais escura e&lt;br /&gt;fria seja à noite&lt;br /&gt;tem sempre estrelas&lt;br /&gt;no céu brilhando e&lt;br /&gt;Iluminando-nos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6898534664713346115?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6898534664713346115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6898534664713346115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/estrelas.html' title='Estrelas'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsFqltgEUU/TiGiVi7Wx4I/AAAAAAAADs8/W5S4mK3AnAI/s72-c/w00038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8368010482669261495</id><published>2011-07-22T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:58:26.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Simplesmente amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qO-JwqCNSc/TiGszHKdMjI/AAAAAAAADu0/YxpC_WYsiyQ/s1600/w018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qO-JwqCNSc/TiGszHKdMjI/AAAAAAAADu0/YxpC_WYsiyQ/s320/w018.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Amar você é sentir a cada instante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;a paz , alegria e serenidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;è perceber a grandeza que existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;neste sentimento que nos aproxima sempre mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sentir me &amp;nbsp;amada por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;è dispensável as palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois os gestos dizem mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Amar você é traduzido pelo olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois há um brilho intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que&amp;nbsp; ninguém jamais&amp;nbsp; entenderá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;è ter vontade de sorrir, brincar e correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sentir a chuva fina no rosto ,a carícia do vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;E o coração palpitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Amar você é simplesmente amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8368010482669261495?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8368010482669261495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8368010482669261495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/simplesmente-amar.html' title='Simplesmente amar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qO-JwqCNSc/TiGszHKdMjI/AAAAAAAADu0/YxpC_WYsiyQ/s72-c/w018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4459769300896717640</id><published>2011-07-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:55:24.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia dos Pais'/><title type='text'>Por quê  Pai ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6yCcJpHSZY/SnoqD4IRrnI/AAAAAAAABHU/O5Duj9hg07k/s1600/pai.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="375" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6yCcJpHSZY/SnoqD4IRrnI/AAAAAAAABHU/O5Duj9hg07k/s400/pai.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque você ajudou a gerar a minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque você sempre esteve presente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre que eu precisei.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque&amp;nbsp; você é o meu&amp;nbsp; espelho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp; meu super herói.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque você é a base de nossa familia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Apartir de ti é no que nos tornamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E sob a sua guarda é que prosseguimos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Bons cidadãos, bons Pais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque você merece esse dia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Porque você Pai é simplesmente demais! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Feliz dia dos Pais !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4459769300896717640?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4459769300896717640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4459769300896717640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/por-que-pai.html' title='Por quê  Pai ...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6yCcJpHSZY/SnoqD4IRrnI/AAAAAAAABHU/O5Duj9hg07k/s72-c/pai.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8441288440095333725</id><published>2011-07-22T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T13:44:16.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia dos Pais'/><title type='text'>Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-atneyAtMHYo/SnoqDgS0TlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/cDYefORwHWo/s1600/feliz_dia_dos_pais-8916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-atneyAtMHYo/SnoqDgS0TlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/cDYefORwHWo/s320/feliz_dia_dos_pais-8916.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pai é aquele que nos dá a mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nos mostra os caminhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;È o nosso espelho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nosso Herói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8mC9F3oyeA/Sonh4gY3p8I/AAAAAAAABH8/lRiq0jajoso/s1600/stars.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8mC9F3oyeA/Sonh4gY3p8I/AAAAAAAABH8/lRiq0jajoso/s1600/stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser pai é fazer de cada minuto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De convivência um ensinamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que será levado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por toda a vida !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8mC9F3oyeA/Sonh4gY3p8I/AAAAAAAABH8/lRiq0jajoso/s1600/stars.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8mC9F3oyeA/Sonh4gY3p8I/AAAAAAAABH8/lRiq0jajoso/s1600/stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parabéns pelo seu Dia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8441288440095333725?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8441288440095333725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8441288440095333725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/pai.html' title='Pai'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-atneyAtMHYo/SnoqDgS0TlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/cDYefORwHWo/s72-c/feliz_dia_dos_pais-8916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-576951249898079884</id><published>2011-07-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:28:44.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Quando Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s1600/w00003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s320/w00003.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você faz o seu melhor, &lt;br /&gt;mas não tem sucesso&lt;br /&gt;Quando você recebe o que quer, &lt;br /&gt;mas não o que precisa&lt;br /&gt;Quando você se sente tão cansado, &lt;br /&gt;mas não consegue dormir&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo em marcha -ré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as lágrimas escorrem pelo seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Quando você perde algo &lt;br /&gt;que não pode substituir&lt;br /&gt;Quando você ama alguém, &lt;br /&gt;mas&amp;nbsp; vive apenas a se iludir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você está apaixonado &lt;br /&gt;demais para desistir&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se você nunca tentar, nunca saberá&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente qual é o seu valor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então seguira para casa&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp; me sentirá junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Renovando tuas forças&lt;br /&gt;Restaurando a tua fé em mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-576951249898079884?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/576951249898079884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/576951249898079884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/quando-voce.html' title='Quando Você'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NtrxeqlwMbY/TiGeKVVlciI/AAAAAAAADrI/9OicJinkzTc/s72-c/w00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8636897780378657524</id><published>2011-07-21T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:43:02.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Meninos e Meninas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi7C3lHnS1M/TiGxbp9zZyI/AAAAAAAADxo/bc8-6AJAkC0/s1600/w063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi7C3lHnS1M/TiGxbp9zZyI/AAAAAAAADxo/bc8-6AJAkC0/s320/w063.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amizade vem fácil&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria muito mais&lt;br /&gt;Te tocar, sentir seu cheiro, ser o único&lt;br /&gt;E de repente aconteceu, aconteceu como nos filmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menino conhece menina,&amp;nbsp;se encanta com ela&lt;br /&gt;E parece até um filme de premiere&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te ver, mas você não quer&lt;br /&gt;Menino&amp;nbsp;se apaixona pela menina, &lt;br /&gt;E a menina destrói&amp;nbsp; o menino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a amizade, é fácil de falar e difícil de fazer&lt;br /&gt;Se ao menos eu pudesse rir com você&lt;br /&gt;Se ao menos eu pudesse sorrir &lt;br /&gt;Mas o seu encanto me seduz&lt;br /&gt;È dificil até mesmo respirar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! menina se tu sobesses quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Se me permitisse aproximar&lt;br /&gt;Então sorrindo contente&lt;br /&gt;certamente iria me amar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8636897780378657524?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8636897780378657524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8636897780378657524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/meninos-e-meninas.html' title='Meninos e Meninas'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi7C3lHnS1M/TiGxbp9zZyI/AAAAAAAADxo/bc8-6AJAkC0/s72-c/w063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4184660049535232857</id><published>2011-07-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:36:24.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Dia cinzento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGkH3qXeqdQ/TiGtHaLDjaI/AAAAAAAADvM/PW-2GFPwTlE/s1600/w025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGkH3qXeqdQ/TiGtHaLDjaI/AAAAAAAADvM/PW-2GFPwTlE/s400/w025.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nenhum alívio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A partir desta&amp;nbsp;imensidão&amp;nbsp; azul&lt;br /&gt;As palavras certas&lt;br /&gt;Me escapam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é uma corrida agora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer o seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;A partir desta memória azul&lt;br /&gt;Portas abertas&lt;br /&gt;Perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Colocar o seu &amp;nbsp;sorriso no meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Pare &amp;nbsp;não me ver &amp;nbsp;definhando&lt;br /&gt;Fazer &amp;nbsp;uma promessa quer você &amp;nbsp;quebra&lt;br /&gt;Imensidão azul &amp;nbsp;por todo o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Para um dia cinzento&lt;br /&gt;Cada nova voz&lt;br /&gt;E bons momentos&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me ser&lt;br /&gt;Tocar o imenso&lt;br /&gt;Soa a mesma coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;mais um dia cinzento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4184660049535232857?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4184660049535232857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4184660049535232857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/dia-cinzento.html' title='Dia cinzento'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGkH3qXeqdQ/TiGtHaLDjaI/AAAAAAAADvM/PW-2GFPwTlE/s72-c/w025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7172119582340188153</id><published>2011-07-17T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:18:18.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Estou pronto para acreditar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s1600/w00008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s400/w00008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Atravessar a estrada para me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que você nunca viria&lt;br /&gt;Você abriu minha mente para&amp;nbsp;algo maior&lt;br /&gt;Estou esperando você &amp;nbsp;acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revivo toda a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Nunca siga a dúvida&lt;br /&gt;Mostre-me uma direção&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso ficar aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi o suficiente para raciocinar&lt;br /&gt;Cada sentido silenciado&lt;br /&gt;Através da interferência&lt;br /&gt;Estou pronto para receber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um vislumbre da promessa &lt;br /&gt;Encontrei em você uma jóia&lt;br /&gt;Chamar minha intuição&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou pronto para acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7172119582340188153?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7172119582340188153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7172119582340188153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/estou-pronto-para-acreditar.html' title='Estou pronto para acreditar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s72-c/w00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5828331865496643274</id><published>2011-07-15T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T15:32:33.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Lugares de que me lembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s1600/w00008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s320/w00008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Há lugares de que me lembro&lt;br /&gt;Toda minha vida,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Apesar de algumas coisas terem mudado&lt;br /&gt;Algumas para sempre...Algumas se foram e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Algumas permanecem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos esses lugares tiveram seus momentos&lt;br /&gt;Com amores e amigos que eu ainda me lembro&lt;br /&gt;Alguns estão mortos e alguns ainda vivem&lt;br /&gt;Em minha vida, eu amei todos eles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas de todos esses amigos e amores&lt;br /&gt;Não tem nenhum que se compare a você&lt;br /&gt;E essas memórias perdem o sentido&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu penso no amor como algo novo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de saber que nunca vou perder o afeto&lt;br /&gt;Pelas pessoas e coisas que vieram antes&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que sempre vou parar e pensar neles&lt;br /&gt;Em minha vida, te amarei pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5828331865496643274?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5828331865496643274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5828331865496643274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/lugares-de-que-me-lembro.html' title='Lugares de que me lembro'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqsNj5Smxc/TiGe2Yub_dI/AAAAAAAADrs/dkJpNKLe51k/s72-c/w00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8441904568671124826</id><published>2011-07-15T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:33:00.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7R_49wAs34/Sp21dGv_TLI/AAAAAAAABJk/D0mKdNp9msU/s1600/escada.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7R_49wAs34/Sp21dGv_TLI/AAAAAAAABJk/D0mKdNp9msU/s320/escada.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu acredito que sou&amp;nbsp; parte do que ele é&lt;br /&gt;Alguns dizem que nós nascemos&amp;nbsp; do acaso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me sinto tão só, acabarei&amp;nbsp; por encontrá-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;E um dia ...quem sabe descobrir o acaso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pó se levanta no meu tempo&lt;br /&gt;Fóssil vázio da nova cena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenas que vão acabar&amp;nbsp; por&amp;nbsp; almejá-lo&lt;br /&gt;Enfim Grande pilha de&amp;nbsp; Sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesadelo se torna realidade&lt;br /&gt;Eu me deito, inerte, debaixo do céu vermelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me sinto vazio, quero encontrá-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Se estas no acaso&amp;nbsp; meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Então eio&amp;nbsp; quero encontrá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande pilha de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Eu me deito vazio,&amp;nbsp; inerte no tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;vou acabar num voo razante&lt;br /&gt;Dentro da mente mergulho&lt;br /&gt;Não me sinto só...&lt;br /&gt;Eio Aqui estás enfim! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/alice-in-chains/them-bones-traducao.html#ixzz1SCbt5iV7" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8441904568671124826?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8441904568671124826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8441904568671124826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7R_49wAs34/Sp21dGv_TLI/AAAAAAAABJk/D0mKdNp9msU/s72-c/escada.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4431935999705027258</id><published>2011-07-15T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:09:46.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Sua presença</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn5k107G5oM/Sp2usvFZ89I/AAAAAAAABI4/MR7qZSGFsZQ/s1600/373_L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn5k107G5oM/Sp2usvFZ89I/AAAAAAAABI4/MR7qZSGFsZQ/s400/373_L.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Nós perseguimos mentiras mal contadas&lt;br /&gt;Nós encaramos o caminho do tempo&lt;br /&gt;E ainda lutamos&lt;br /&gt;E Eu ainda luto&lt;br /&gt;Esta batalha ...mas não totalmente sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém para&amp;nbsp; me ouvir chorar&lt;br /&gt;E nenhum lugar para chamar de lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Será ..que você realmente pode me ouvir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor próprio foi violado&lt;br /&gt;Minha privacidade foi invadida&lt;br /&gt;E ainda achamos...&lt;br /&gt;E Eu ainda acho&lt;br /&gt;Repetindo na minha cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Será que realmente você pode me ouvir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não posso ser eu mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Eu me sinto melhor&amp;nbsp; em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Se eu não consigo ser eu mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Que o meu melhor esteja em você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Porque eu sei que podes me ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu sinto bem aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/alice-in-chains/nutshell-traducao.html#ixzz1SCX0MeG6" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4431935999705027258?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4431935999705027258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4431935999705027258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/sua-presenca.html' title='Sua presença'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn5k107G5oM/Sp2usvFZ89I/AAAAAAAABI4/MR7qZSGFsZQ/s72-c/373_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6158348413725854330</id><published>2011-07-11T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:10:20.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Medo de amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2h8Dq6xbTIA/ThusuiSd3_I/AAAAAAAADnY/42s9gXumPM4/s1600/Por+que+algumas+pessoas+t%25C3%25AAm+medo+de+amar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2h8Dq6xbTIA/ThusuiSd3_I/AAAAAAAADnY/42s9gXumPM4/s1600/Por+que+algumas+pessoas+t%25C3%25AAm+medo+de+amar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt;Ser o juiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; O coração quisera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Só pra punir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Deveras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; O medo de se amar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Ser bem tirano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; E açoitar com gosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Á quem tiver disposto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Só de desgosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; O coração matar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; O lacre não é pro amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Frágil de quem colar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; No coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Na boca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Fala-se pelo olhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Nesga de luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Pra ser clarão se esmera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; Toda a vontade gera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; No ventre do querer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6158348413725854330?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6158348413725854330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6158348413725854330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/07/medo-de-amar.html' title='Medo de amar'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2h8Dq6xbTIA/ThusuiSd3_I/AAAAAAAADnY/42s9gXumPM4/s72-c/Por+que+algumas+pessoas+t%25C3%25AAm+medo+de+amar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-903896125010534908</id><published>2011-06-26T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:53:17.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Um pouco de realismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wSZGOgpZqj0/Tge2K5CTJlI/AAAAAAAADmk/_yi94P0KnFA/s1600/w00021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wSZGOgpZqj0/Tge2K5CTJlI/AAAAAAAADmk/_yi94P0KnFA/s400/w00021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Pra quem não se acostumou com a dor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não aprendeu à se levantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;As derrotas não são um acaso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Isso é um fato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Fragilidade diante da incerteza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;nos fazem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Um longo caminho à prosseguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sem atalhos e sem desvios, provações e &amp;nbsp;martírios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Porque será que nossas conquistas são esquecidas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;E nunca tiramos proveito delas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Porque insistimos em lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;daqueles dias em que nada fazia sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Nossas &amp;nbsp;vidas vão continuar apesar dê...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mas ainda temos que justificar nossas feridas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não me importa, &amp;nbsp;a indiferença&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ela nos deixa mais perto do chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-903896125010534908?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/903896125010534908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/903896125010534908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/06/um-pouco-de-realismo.html' title='Um pouco de realismo'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wSZGOgpZqj0/Tge2K5CTJlI/AAAAAAAADmk/_yi94P0KnFA/s72-c/w00021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6652295455017796057</id><published>2011-06-26T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:38:34.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Apenas  Razão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 1px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 280px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 781px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUoYSmnUihY/TgeydDr_-gI/AAAAAAAADmg/q_z0RKpkPlo/s1600/w00027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUoYSmnUihY/TgeydDr_-gI/AAAAAAAADmg/q_z0RKpkPlo/s400/w00027.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você olha e não percebe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Que está perto de chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Em algum lugar qualquer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Em que a distância nunca acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Quando alguém parece ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sincero no olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;E em seguida você &amp;nbsp;descobre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Que não era bem assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;O mundo gira lá fora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Pessoas passam, vem e vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Tudo &amp;nbsp;em movimento e nada muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;É apenas ilusão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não desisto...apesar continuo a tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mesmo que a distância seja longa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Enxugo&amp;nbsp;os olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Não há motivos pra chorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Agora é a hora &amp;nbsp;e mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Esqueça quem tentou te &amp;nbsp;machuca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Conte o que&amp;nbsp;quiser&amp;nbsp;contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mesmo que ninguém te ouça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Nada será em vão.. fale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sempre haverá uma razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Quando você descobrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;O que era uma verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não passava de uma grande mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;E se por algumas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Eu tentar fugir de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Em algum luga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Em que a distância nunca acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Não desista, continue a tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mesmo que a verdade doa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Quando a mentira chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;E continue a procurar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Grite se quiser gritar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mas não se deixe cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Nem mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Conte o que quiser conta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Grite se quiser gritar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Nada será em vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sempre haverá um objetivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Um&amp;nbsp;Objetivo&amp;nbsp;maior que todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;ao seu redor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;VOCÊ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; 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border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfkaIky693E/TcShGoRBsAI/AAAAAAAADmU/sQZDkAvW-Hs/s1600/w00003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfkaIky693E/TcShGoRBsAI/AAAAAAAADmU/sQZDkAvW-Hs/s320/w00003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Pensando nos nossos tempos de juventude&lt;br /&gt;Só existia eu e você&lt;br /&gt;Éramos jovens, selvagens e livres&lt;br /&gt;Agora nada pode lhe manter longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;Já passamos por isso antes&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora já acabou&lt;br /&gt;E você continua me chamando pra mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Oh -uma vez na vida você encontra alguém&lt;br /&gt;que vira a sua vida de ponta cabeça&lt;br /&gt;que te anima quando você está mal&lt;br /&gt;Agora nada poderia mudar o que você significa pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Há muita coisa a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Mas apenas me abrace agora&lt;br /&gt;Pois nosso amor irá iluminar o caminho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Eu esperei a tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Para que algo acontecesse&lt;br /&gt;para o amor chegar&lt;br /&gt;Agora nossos sonhos se tornam reais&lt;br /&gt;na felicidade e na tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Eu estarei lá com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Pra sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4630715504477384597?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4630715504477384597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4630715504477384597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/05/tempos-de-juventude.html' title='Tempos de juventude....'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfkaIky693E/TcShGoRBsAI/AAAAAAAADmU/sQZDkAvW-Hs/s72-c/w00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6327527258086653981</id><published>2011-05-06T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:25:54.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Aqui Estou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJORK4RJ1rc/TcSeTa6vaII/AAAAAAAADmQ/3Gt1yoKzNjU/s1600/w00041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJORK4RJ1rc/TcSeTa6vaII/AAAAAAAADmQ/3Gt1yoKzNjU/s320/w00041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Aqui estou&amp;nbsp;... esse sou eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Não há lugar algum na terra que eu preferia estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;È&amp;nbsp;só você e eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E hoje faremos nossos sonhos se realizarem !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;É um novo mundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;È&amp;nbsp;um novo começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Está vivo com as batidas de corações jovens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;É um novo dia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;È&amp;nbsp;um novo plano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Estive esperando por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;O dia Todo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Aqui estamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Apenas começamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E depois desse tempo todo esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Nosso momento chegou !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sim, aqui estamos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Fortes ainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Bem aqui no nosso lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Bem perto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E de repente o mundo é novo em folha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Aqui estou&amp;nbsp;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Eu vou ficar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Agora não há nada em nosso caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Esse sou eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Para sempre com você !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6327527258086653981?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6327527258086653981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6327527258086653981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/05/aqui-estou.html' title='Aqui Estou'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJORK4RJ1rc/TcSeTa6vaII/AAAAAAAADmQ/3Gt1yoKzNjU/s72-c/w00041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1029270051312043257</id><published>2011-03-26T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:19:02.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Chuva de verão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X16C47mXEYM/TY6CLcufyTI/AAAAAAAADl4/tDqr-5j61RM/s1600/chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X16C47mXEYM/TY6CLcufyTI/AAAAAAAADl4/tDqr-5j61RM/s320/chuva.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;No telhado pensando que está prestes a derramar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;As pessoas correm em busca de abrigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Tentando sair dessa tempestade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas eu tenho você comigo, o sol atrás de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Então para que estamos indo embora? Vamos ficar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Vamos nos deixar levar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Nada melhor do que dar tudo isso para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E o tempo só&amp;nbsp;tem acrescentado ao clima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Veja o vento está soprando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;a chama crescendo, nós dois totalmente molhados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas vamos ficar,&amp;nbsp; aqui...sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Vamos nos deixar levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Não há nenhum lugar que eu prefira estar com você agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Bem aqui sobre este telhado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Vendo as pessoas a correr la embaixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas ja estamos molhados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;então pra que irmos embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Vamos ficar...sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Vamos nos deixar levar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1029270051312043257?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1029270051312043257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1029270051312043257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/03/chuva-de-verao.html' title='Chuva de verão'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X16C47mXEYM/TY6CLcufyTI/AAAAAAAADl4/tDqr-5j61RM/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6746393985537926576</id><published>2011-03-26T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T16:51:04.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acontece'/><title type='text'>A hora do Planeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sewpdMv7nCg/TY567qzTvQI/AAAAAAAADl0/2c_UOMefXFg/s1600/2011-03-14_hora-do-planeta-2011-sera-em-26-de-marco_gg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sewpdMv7nCg/TY567qzTvQI/AAAAAAAADl0/2c_UOMefXFg/s320/2011-03-14_hora-do-planeta-2011-sera-em-26-de-marco_gg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje 26/março /2011 ás 20:30 hs áte ás 21:30 hs, apague as luzes e juntos com o mundo ,agir por um um futuro melhor,um planeta melhor...afinal pessoal é nossa casa,e devemos respeita-la e trata-la com carinho e atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Hora do Planeta&lt;/strong&gt; é um&amp;nbsp;evento promovido pela Rede WWF no mundo todo onde pessoas, empresas e&amp;nbsp;instituições apagam todas as luzes por 60 minutos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O ato tem a intenção de demosntrar preocupação com o aquecimento global e o futuro do meio ambiente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos os anos A Hora do Planeta tem muito destaque já que o número de pessoas que participa é cada vez maior. Em 2010 só no Brasil mais de um bilhão de pessoas apagaram as luzes de suas casas por 1 hora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monumentos importantes espalhados pelo mundo também têm as sua luzes apagadas e mostram que ainda há uma esperança na luta por um mundo melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não deixe de participar. Apague as luzes e veja como é construido o mundo que sonhamos!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Para mais informações, acesse: &lt;a href="http://www.horadoplaneta.org.br/" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.horadoplaneta.org.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n8Zz4rWc7hs" title="YouTube video player" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6746393985537926576?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6746393985537926576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6746393985537926576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/03/hora-do-planeta.html' title='A hora do Planeta'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sewpdMv7nCg/TY567qzTvQI/AAAAAAAADl0/2c_UOMefXFg/s72-c/2011-03-14_hora-do-planeta-2011-sera-em-26-de-marco_gg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1013157705614318466</id><published>2011-03-12T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:33:13.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Debaixo das manchas do tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ctfwKVAFOEU/StklbSFW00I/AAAAAAAABjk/b4OSqVlrmWA/s1600/8bp0nrf3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ctfwKVAFOEU/StklbSFW00I/AAAAAAAABjk/b4OSqVlrmWA/s400/8bp0nrf3.gif" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hoje eu machuquei a mim mesmo &lt;br /&gt;Pra ver se&amp;nbsp;ainda sinto&lt;br /&gt;Eu me concentro na dor&lt;br /&gt;É a unica coisa real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;A saudade abre um buraco&lt;br /&gt;A velha&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;vontade &amp;nbsp;familiar&lt;br /&gt;Tento matá-la de todos os jeitos&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu me lembro de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No que eu me tornei?&lt;br /&gt;Meu doce amigo...&lt;br /&gt;Todos que eu conheço&lt;br /&gt;Vão embora no final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você poderia ter tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;Meu império de sujeira&lt;br /&gt;Você vai&amp;nbsp;se decepcionar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou fazer você sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu uso essa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;mentira&lt;br /&gt;Sentado no meu trono&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de pensamentos quebrados&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não posso consertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Debaixo das manchas do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Os sentimentos desaparecem&lt;br /&gt;Você é outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda estou bem aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse começar de novo&lt;br /&gt;A milhões de milhas daqui&lt;br /&gt;Guardar-me-ia&lt;br /&gt;Eu acharia um caminho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Bem longe de Ti !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7386433365496297993-1013157705614318466?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1013157705614318466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1013157705614318466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/03/debaixo-da-manchas-do-tempo.html' title='Debaixo das manchas do tempo'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ctfwKVAFOEU/StklbSFW00I/AAAAAAAABjk/b4OSqVlrmWA/s72-c/8bp0nrf3.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5009562118247860552</id><published>2011-03-12T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:15:43.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>O amanhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-un_eyQJiobo/Stk3NwlbWvI/AAAAAAAABoo/X-FsiEfLmWU/s1600/vzcy8g.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-un_eyQJiobo/Stk3NwlbWvI/AAAAAAAABoo/X-FsiEfLmWU/s320/vzcy8g.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Só depois de muito tempo fui entender aquele homem &lt;br /&gt;Eu queria ouvir muito mas ele me disse pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando se sabe ouvir, não precisam muitas palavras &lt;br /&gt;Muito tempo eu levei pra entender que nada sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só depois de muito tempo comecei a entender&lt;br /&gt;Como será meu futuro, como será o seu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Se meu filho nem nasceu, eu ainda sou o filho &lt;br /&gt;Se hoje eu&amp;nbsp;vivo esse momento, o que&amp;nbsp;viverei depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sou eu ainda jovem passando por cima de tudo &lt;br /&gt;Se hoje vivo essa&amp;nbsp; emoção o que&amp;nbsp;viverei depois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só depois de muito tempo comecei a refletir&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus dias de paz,nos meus dias de luta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sou eu ainda jovem passando por cima de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Se hoje&amp;nbsp;vivo intensamente, o que viverei depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5009562118247860552?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5009562118247860552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5009562118247860552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-amanha.html' title='O amanhã'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-un_eyQJiobo/Stk3NwlbWvI/AAAAAAAABoo/X-FsiEfLmWU/s72-c/vzcy8g.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1835391174655329921</id><published>2011-03-12T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:03:00.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Olhar perdido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kyfjlCxgD60/TXvtVylhPJI/AAAAAAAADlw/rVRYmgaWerc/s1600/3largeclassic.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kyfjlCxgD60/TXvtVylhPJI/AAAAAAAADlw/rVRYmgaWerc/s320/3largeclassic.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você não é mais a mesma&lt;br /&gt;Você mudou pra valer&lt;br /&gt;E um sorriso de seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Não terei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto um frio&lt;br /&gt;Que vem do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo nesse sol de verão&lt;br /&gt;Apenas um suspiro&lt;br /&gt;E um olhar perdido&lt;br /&gt;Por que as coisas são assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos perto um do outro&lt;br /&gt;Mas você está longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;É tão fácil, mas é impossível dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que tomou suas palavras&lt;br /&gt;E hoje você parece&lt;br /&gt;Uma boneca de cera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sua cara triste&lt;br /&gt;Não sente os pingos da chuva&lt;br /&gt;Nem minha presença sente também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga eu quero lhe mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Que estou ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Amiga eu não quero te ver chorando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que tomou suas palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas dê um tempo&lt;br /&gt;Pra que seu imenso vazio&lt;br /&gt;Seja tomado&lt;br /&gt;Pela vontade de criar e viver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br class="clean" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1835391174655329921?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1835391174655329921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1835391174655329921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/03/olhar-perdido.html' title='Olhar perdido'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kyfjlCxgD60/TXvtVylhPJI/AAAAAAAADlw/rVRYmgaWerc/s72-c/3largeclassic.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3672972656826961310</id><published>2011-02-11T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T14:55:17.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Sonhadores covardes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sOVHlvucXzk/SqhXZCpM5wI/AAAAAAAABSA/fg8YWcsG9-Y/s1600/Sparkling_Butterflies_Animation.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sOVHlvucXzk/SqhXZCpM5wI/AAAAAAAABSA/fg8YWcsG9-Y/s320/Sparkling_Butterflies_Animation.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Vasculho destroços em busca de formas de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Rolando parágrafos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Clicando em fotografias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Eu queria poder entender o que fazemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Incendiando capitais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; O mais sábio dos animais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Quem é você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Para que você vive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Dente por dente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; talvez só mais um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; A vida é vivida em perfeita simetria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; O que eu faço... ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; O que será feito a mim ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Li páginas e páginas de análises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Procurando pelo resultado final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Não estamos nem um pouco perto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;do que já estivemos antes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você e&lt;br /&gt;pra que você luta?&lt;br /&gt;Uma verdade que não seja absoluta ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu escolho a vida ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Que seja imortal !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que é vivida em perfeita simetria&lt;br /&gt;O que eu faço,&lt;br /&gt;O que será feito a mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando a agulha toca aquela faixa já desgastada&lt;br /&gt;É amor -&lt;br /&gt;talvez você sentirá isso também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E talvez... você achará que a vida não é justa&lt;br /&gt;E que ela é muito breve&lt;br /&gt;Que não há um portão dourado&lt;br /&gt;Nem um paraíso à sua espera&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu prefiro acreditar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Que sim há esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você deveria deixar esta cidade&lt;br /&gt;Sair enquanto pode, o tempo está acabando&lt;br /&gt;As vozes nas ruas que você ama&lt;br /&gt;Tudo fica melhor quando você&amp;nbsp; as ouve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhadores covardes&lt;br /&gt;se escondem em si mesmos&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de pedaços de&lt;br /&gt;vidas e pensamentos como um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;ônibus na hora do rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Eu sonho em e-mails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;  frases desgastadas e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt; Milhas e milhas de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;  páginas vazias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/keane/perfect-symmetry-traducao.html#ixzz1Dh04Ij1s" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3672972656826961310?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3672972656826961310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3672972656826961310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/02/sonhadores-covardes.html' title='Sonhadores covardes'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sOVHlvucXzk/SqhXZCpM5wI/AAAAAAAABSA/fg8YWcsG9-Y/s72-c/Sparkling_Butterflies_Animation.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3580280674120766710</id><published>2011-02-10T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:21:38.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Deveria haver ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r9gMT2ZiI/AAAAAAAAC4A/dqUTvV3O4EQ/00iQ0020guX.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r9gMT2ZiI/AAAAAAAAC4A/dqUTvV3O4EQ/00iQ0020guX.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Amor, eu vejo o mundo que lhe deixou triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algumas pessoas podem ser más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas coisas que elas fazem, nas coisas que elas dizem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas amor, eu limparei essas lágrimas amargas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu afugentarei esses medos impacientes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que fizeram seu céu azul se tornar cinza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por que se preocupa? Deveria haver risos após a dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deveria haver a luz do sol após a chuva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essas coisas sempre foram as mesmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então por que se preocupar agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, quando estou para baixo eu me volto pra você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E você compreende o que eu faço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que isso não é duro de dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas amor, apenas quando esse mundo parece ruim e frio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nosso amor brilha vermelho e ouro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E toda a tranqüilidade é um propósito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por que se preocupa? Deveria haver risos após a dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deveria haver a luz do sol após a chuva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essas coisas sempre foram as mesmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então por que se preocupar agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3580280674120766710?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3580280674120766710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3580280674120766710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/02/deveria-haver.html' title='Deveria haver ...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r9gMT2ZiI/AAAAAAAAC4A/dqUTvV3O4EQ/s72-c/00iQ0020guX.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8493862365117273106</id><published>2011-02-10T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T14:53:54.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Companheiros de Batalha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2DyFZJ_LTo/TVR-OYOk3nI/AAAAAAAADlM/EgSfDtryj5o/s1600/apos-a-batalha-c1ae4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2DyFZJ_LTo/TVR-OYOk3nI/AAAAAAAADlM/EgSfDtryj5o/s320/apos-a-batalha-c1ae4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estas montanhas cobertas de névoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;são um lar para mim agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas meu lar são as planícies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E sempre serão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Algum dia vocês voltarão para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seus vales e suas fazendas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E não mais arder o desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De ser um companheiro de batalha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por estes campos de destruição&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Batismos de fogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assisti a todo o seu sofrimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto a batalha se acirrava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E apesar de terem me ferido gravemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em meio ao medo e ao pânico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vocês não me desertaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meus companheiros de batalha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há tantos mundos diferentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tantos sóis diferentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nós temos apenas um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas vivemos em mundos distintos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora o sol foi para o inferno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a lua está alta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixe-me dizer adeus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todo homem tem de morrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas está escrito nas estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E em todas as linhas de sua mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos tolos de guerrear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contra nossos companheiros de batalha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8493862365117273106?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8493862365117273106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8493862365117273106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/02/companheiros-de-batalha.html' title='Companheiros de Batalha'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2DyFZJ_LTo/TVR-OYOk3nI/AAAAAAAADlM/EgSfDtryj5o/s72-c/apos-a-batalha-c1ae4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1304585592862291205</id><published>2011-02-10T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:03:54.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Você esta tão longe de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SekLI_klviI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j5Ou97fNsOA/cuidar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SekLI_klviI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j5Ou97fNsOA/cuidar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Aqui estou eu de novo nesta cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e onde você está quando o Sol se põe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você está tão longe de mim tão longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que eu nem enxergo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que não sinto o seu cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou cansado de estar amando e sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou cansado de namorar pelo telefone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;È dificil só ouvir tua voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Quando na verdade quero mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tão longe que eu nem enxergo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e eu fico cansado quando tenho que explicar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que você está tão longe de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você está tomando sol e eu estou tomando chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e você está tão longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;E o que sinto me deixa estranho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;meio sem ar, sem direção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Você tomando sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;E eu &amp;nbsp;tomando Chuva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1304585592862291205?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1304585592862291205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1304585592862291205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/02/voce-esta-tao-longe-de-mim.html' title='Você esta tão longe de mim'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SekLI_klviI/AAAAAAAAAbA/j5Ou97fNsOA/s72-c/cuidar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3169745447122987341</id><published>2011-01-16T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:32:29.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Um lugar que só nós conhecemos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Stkpxf8OHjI/AAAAAAAABkU/xu6cM2Tr7HY/69tds5sc.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Stkpxf8OHjI/AAAAAAAABkU/xu6cM2Tr7HY/69tds5sc.gif" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu andei por uma terra vazia&lt;br /&gt;Eu conhecia o caminho como a palma da minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti a terra sob meus pés&lt;br /&gt;Eu sentei do lado do rio e ele me completou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh coisa simples, pra onde você foi?&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou ficando velho e preciso de alguma coisa para confiar&lt;br /&gt;Então me fala quando você vai me deixar entrar&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou ficando cansado e preciso de algum lugar para começar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu dei de encontro com uma árvore caida&lt;br /&gt;eu senti o desprezo que ela sentiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Lembro você nos galhos dela olhando para mim&lt;br /&gt;Esse é o lugar que nós costumávamos amar?&lt;br /&gt;Esse é o lugar com que eu tenho sonhado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;E se você tiver um minuto por que nós não vamos&lt;br /&gt;Conversar sobre isso num lugar que só nós conhecemos?&lt;br /&gt;Isso poderia ser o final de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Então por que nós não vamos&lt;br /&gt;Para um lugar que só nós conhecemos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/keane/somewhere-only-we-know-traducao.html#ixzz1BEvz8Y7I" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3169745447122987341?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3169745447122987341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3169745447122987341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-lugar-que-so-nos-conhecemos.html' title='Um lugar que só nós conhecemos'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Stkpxf8OHjI/AAAAAAAABkU/xu6cM2Tr7HY/s72-c/69tds5sc.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6002937936806828619</id><published>2011-01-16T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:11:32.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Todo Mundo esta mudando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgtDM1y4uVI/AAAAAAAAAro/JXU0Zjvh1_c/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgtDM1y4uVI/AAAAAAAAAro/JXU0Zjvh1_c/img.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt;Você diz que perambula em sua própria terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Mas quando eu penso nisso eu não vejo como você pode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Você está sofrendo, você está quebrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; E eu posso ver a dor em seus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Diz que todo mundo está mudando e eu não sei por quê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tão pouco tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tente entender que eu estou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tentando fazer um movimento só para continuar no jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Eu tento ficar acordado e lembrar meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Mas todo mundo está mudando e eu não sinto o mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Você se foi daqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; logo você irá desaparecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Sumindo em uma luz bonita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Porque todo mundo está mudando e eu não me sinto bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tão pouco tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tente entender que eu estou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Tentando fazer um movimento só para continuar no jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Eu tento ficar acordado e lembrar meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #cccccc; display: block;"&gt; Mas todo mundo está mudando e eu não sinto o mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="display: block;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/keane/everybodys-changing-traducao.html#ixzz1BEs9uwIl" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6002937936806828619?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6002937936806828619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6002937936806828619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/01/todo-mundo-esta-mudando.html' title='Todo Mundo esta mudando...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgtDM1y4uVI/AAAAAAAAAro/JXU0Zjvh1_c/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3087628619673653809</id><published>2011-01-16T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:04:40.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Um imenso vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgslJFtj5XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7DnCy-xsFNk/magnifiquepic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgslJFtj5XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7DnCy-xsFNk/magnifiquepic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah como é dificil estar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;escrever&amp;nbsp; de sentimentos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Que um dia senti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah como queria esta pagina virar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; esquecer, tentar justificar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;O vazio imenso que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;insiste em ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Tentei falar de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;tentei viver o hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; Mas nas entrelinhas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;em todas elas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; Existe Você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;È dificil&amp;nbsp; e me faz mal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Um mal necessário...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; Talvez sim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas tudo o que restou do meu hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;È um imenso vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;È assim quero estar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Pelo menos agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Esse sentimento ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Não me devora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! Como é dificil estar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;E escrever de sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Que um dia senti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3087628619673653809?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3087628619673653809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3087628619673653809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-imenso-vazio.html' title='Um imenso vazio'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgslJFtj5XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7DnCy-xsFNk/s72-c/magnifiquepic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4718188828011049411</id><published>2010-12-21T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:24:10.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Um Lindo Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFEldVV-KI/AAAAAAAADjg/TFmagRq55zk/s1600/pordosol1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFEldVV-KI/AAAAAAAADjg/TFmagRq55zk/s320/pordosol1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;O coração é um botão de flor&lt;br /&gt;Que floresce em meio ao chão pedregoso&lt;br /&gt;Não há nenhum quarto&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum espaço para alugar nesta cidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está sem sorte&lt;br /&gt;E sem o motivo que tinha para importar-se&lt;br /&gt;O trânsito está parado&lt;br /&gt;E você não está indo a lugar algum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pensou que tinha encontrado um amigo&lt;br /&gt;Para te tirar deste lugar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém a quem você poderia "dar uma mão"&lt;br /&gt;Em troca de um favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um lindo dia&lt;br /&gt;O céu desaba, você sente como se fosse&lt;br /&gt;Um lindo dia&lt;br /&gt;Não o deixe escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está na estrada&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não tem nenhum destino&lt;br /&gt;Você está na lama&lt;br /&gt;No labirinto da imaginação dela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Você ama esta cidade&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que isso não soe verdadeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você esteve em todo lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; E ela esteve em você todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Toque-me&lt;br /&gt;Leve-me para aquele outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;Ensine-me&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que não sou um caso perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Veja o mundo de verde e azul&lt;br /&gt;Veja a China bem na sua frente&lt;br /&gt;Veja os canyons interrompidos pela nuvem&lt;br /&gt;Veja os cardumes de atum fugindo rápido no mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Veja os fogos dos beduínos à noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; Veja os campos de petróleo à primeira luz do dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; Veja o pássaro com uma folha no bico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; Após a enchente, todas as cores apareceram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Era um lindo dia&lt;br /&gt;Não o deixe escapar&lt;br /&gt;Lindo dia&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/beautiful-day-traducao.html#ixzz18nMV6GwT" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que você não tem, você não precisa agora&lt;br /&gt;O que você não sabe, você pode sentir de algum modo&lt;br /&gt;O que você não tem, você não precisa agora&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa agora&lt;br /&gt;Era um lindo dia &lt;span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/beautiful-day-traducao.html#ixzz18nMmY2kE" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/beautiful-day-traducao.html#ixzz18nLhs8DS" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4718188828011049411?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4718188828011049411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4718188828011049411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/12/um-lindo-dia.html' title='Um Lindo Dia'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFEldVV-KI/AAAAAAAADjg/TFmagRq55zk/s72-c/pordosol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4122461241480772127</id><published>2010-12-21T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:13:07.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Somos Um</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFCKlvmN0I/AAAAAAAADjc/XDAS-xEE3P4/s1600/iui.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFCKlvmN0I/AAAAAAAADjc/XDAS-xEE3P4/s320/iui.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Está melhorando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Ou você ainda sente a mesma coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; As coisas vão ficar mais fáceis para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Agora que você tem alguém para culpar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #999999;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Você diz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Um amor, uma vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Quando há apenas uma necessidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Na noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Um amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Que podemos compartilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Ele te abandona, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Se você não cuida dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #999999;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Eu te decepcionei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Ou deixei um gosto ruim na sua boca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Você age como quem nunca teve um amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; E quer que eu continue sem nenhum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #999999;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Bem, é muito tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Para trazer o passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; À tona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #999999;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Somos um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Mas não somos os mesmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Temos que carregar um ao outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; Carregar um ao outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;Você veio aqui pelo perdão?&lt;br /&gt;Você veio levantar os mortos?&lt;br /&gt;Você veio aqui bancar Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Para os leprosos que você inventa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te pedi muito?&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que devia?&lt;br /&gt;Você não me deu nada&lt;br /&gt;Agora é tudo que eu tenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos um&lt;br /&gt;Mas não somos os mesmos&lt;br /&gt;Bem&lt;br /&gt;Ferimos um ao outro&lt;br /&gt;E estamos fazendo de novo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você diz&lt;br /&gt;O amor é um templo&lt;br /&gt;O amor é a lei suprema&lt;br /&gt;O amor é um templo&lt;br /&gt;O amor é a lei suprema&lt;br /&gt;Você me pede para entrar&lt;br /&gt;E depois você me faz rastejar&lt;br /&gt;E eu não posso continuar me agarrando&lt;br /&gt;Ao que você tem&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo que você tem são feridas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor&lt;br /&gt;Um sangue&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida&lt;br /&gt;Você tem que fazer o que deve&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida&lt;br /&gt;Um com o outro&lt;br /&gt;Irmãs e Irmãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas não somos os mesmos&lt;br /&gt;Temos que carregar um ao outro&lt;br /&gt;Carregar um ao outro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/one-traducao.html#ixzz18nKNzfm4" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4122461241480772127?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4122461241480772127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4122461241480772127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/12/somos-um.html' title='Somos Um'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRFCKlvmN0I/AAAAAAAADjc/XDAS-xEE3P4/s72-c/iui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8742714969995164755</id><published>2010-12-21T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:02:50.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Com ou Sem Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRE_yKz0kuI/AAAAAAAADjY/Vpjp4hY67jE/s1600/ami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRE_yKz0kuI/AAAAAAAADjY/Vpjp4hY67jE/s320/ami.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Veja a pedra jogada em seus olhos &lt;br /&gt;Veja o espinho cravado em seu rosto &lt;br /&gt;Eu espero por você &lt;br /&gt;Num passe de mágica e num desvio de destino &lt;br /&gt;Em uma cama de espinhos ela faz me esperar &lt;br /&gt;E eu espero... .sem você &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com ou sem você &lt;span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Pela tempestade nós chegamos à orla &lt;br /&gt;Você dá tudo mas eu quero mais &lt;br /&gt;E eu estou esperando por você&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Com ou sem você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; Eu não posso viver &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;E você se entrega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas mãos estão amarradas &lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo é ferido, ela me deixou com&lt;br /&gt;Nada para ganhar ...&lt;br /&gt;E nada mais para perder &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/u2/with-or-without-you-traducao.html#ixzz18nHs4GcU" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8742714969995164755?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8742714969995164755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8742714969995164755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/12/com-ou-sem-voce.html' title='Com ou Sem Você'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TRE_yKz0kuI/AAAAAAAADjY/Vpjp4hY67jE/s72-c/ami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2699009356106598745</id><published>2010-11-25T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:57:15.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Sou Metamorfose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFKVph1dm2o/TLKjcmWhkGI/AAAAAAAAGYY/G2ZSqXMk5GU/borboletas%20lilas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFKVph1dm2o/TLKjcmWhkGI/AAAAAAAAGYY/G2ZSqXMk5GU/borboletas%20lilas.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há dias ... que sou menina, sou doce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero cuidados, quero colo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em outros sou mulher, sou libido...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero provocar,seduzir...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há momentos que sou só alegria,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;em segundos me transformo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;em pura melancolia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou assim, essa inconstância,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lutando contra mim mesma...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Buscando me compreender...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha alma é eterna metamorfose...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vivo entre o bem e o mal,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre a mulher e a borboleta...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre a santa e a vadia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre a fada doce e o animal sedento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;que devora sua presa com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;prazer no olhar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posso te dar sonhos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posso destrui-los também,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;te levar ao ápice do prazer,da dor,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do desejo,da alegria ou da tristeza...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E mesmo assim não viverá sem mim..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2699009356106598745?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2699009356106598745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2699009356106598745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/sou-metamorfose.html' title='Sou Metamorfose...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFKVph1dm2o/TLKjcmWhkGI/AAAAAAAAGYY/G2ZSqXMk5GU/s72-c/borboletas%20lilas.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5997619465458685016</id><published>2010-11-25T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:49:45.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Eu nunca direi nunca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S372tp71hiI/AAAAAAAAC_g/n9dM1Eh7Ff4/73505.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S372tp71hiI/AAAAAAAAC_g/n9dM1Eh7Ff4/73505.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Veja, eu nunca pensei que pudesse andar no fogo&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que fosse aguentar a queimadura&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tive a força para levar mais adiante&lt;br /&gt;Até chegar num ponto sem volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há volta&lt;br /&gt;Quando seu coração está sob ataque&lt;br /&gt;Darei tudo o que tenho&lt;br /&gt;É o meu destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca direi nunca! &lt;br /&gt;Eu lutarei para sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sempre que você me derrubar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não ficarei no chão&lt;br /&gt;Vou me levantar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca pensei que eu pudesse sentir esse poder&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que eu pudesse me sentir tão livre&lt;br /&gt;Sou forte o suficiente para escalar a mais alta torre&lt;br /&gt;E sou rápido o suficiente para atravessar o mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; E não há volta&lt;br /&gt;Quando seu coração está sob ataque&lt;br /&gt;Darei tudo o que tenho&lt;br /&gt;É o meu destino  &lt;br /&gt;Aqui vamos nós!&lt;br /&gt;Eu aguento com ele&lt;br /&gt;Segura firme, bem forte&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Ele pode ser maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Mais alto que eu &lt;br /&gt;Eu tento ficar na boa&lt;br /&gt;Eles ficam trazendo emoção&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E Aumentou com a força de vontade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos os mais legais&lt;br /&gt;Como Davi e Golias&lt;br /&gt;Eu conquistei o gigante&lt;br /&gt;Agora tenho o mundo nas minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Eu nasci de duas estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Então eu vou pousar na lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca direi nunca!&lt;br /&gt;Eu lutarei para sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #cccccc; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Sempre que você me derrubar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não ficarei no chão&lt;br /&gt;Vou me levantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5997619465458685016?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5997619465458685016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5997619465458685016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-nunca-direi-nunca.html' title='Eu nunca direi nunca'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S372tp71hiI/AAAAAAAAC_g/n9dM1Eh7Ff4/s72-c/73505.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4505603251773186390</id><published>2010-11-25T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:36:55.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagens  de natal e ano novo'/><title type='text'>Natal simples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtV3pQjXbI/AAAAAAAACHg/QzawzgvGM40/natal_anjos01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtV3pQjXbI/AAAAAAAACHg/QzawzgvGM40/natal_anjos01.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fra-aspas-ver"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;O natal pode ser uma data,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; mas somente pode ser comemorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; por aqueles que realmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; entendem seu significado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;De nada adianta o cristo nascer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; mil vezes em Belém&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;se ele não nasce no coração&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;do homem também!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fra-aspas-ver"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Minha concepção do natal,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;seja ele à  moda antiga ou mais moderno,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;é algo bastante simples: amar uns aos  outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; Mas, pense comigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; por que nós temos que esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; pelo Natal para  agir assim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4505603251773186390?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4505603251773186390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4505603251773186390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/natal-simples.html' title='Natal simples'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtV3pQjXbI/AAAAAAAACHg/QzawzgvGM40/s72-c/natal_anjos01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1764293899497058765</id><published>2010-11-25T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:27:34.953-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagens  de natal e ano novo'/><title type='text'>Era uma vez lá em Judéia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtVG_Z135I/AAAAAAAACG8/ujWljXc-RJM/luzes_natal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtVG_Z135I/AAAAAAAACG8/ujWljXc-RJM/luzes_natal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Era uma vez, lá na Judeia, um rei.&lt;br /&gt;Feio bicho, de resto:&lt;br /&gt;Uma cara de burro sem cabresto&lt;br /&gt;E duas grandes tranças.&lt;br /&gt;A gente olhava, reparava, e via&lt;br /&gt;Que naquela figura não havia&lt;br /&gt;Olhos de quem gosta de crianças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;E, na verdade, assim acontecia.&lt;br /&gt;Porque um dia,&lt;br /&gt;O malvado,&lt;br /&gt;Só por ter o poder de quem é rei&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter coração,&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais nem menos,&lt;br /&gt;Mandou matar quantos eram pequenos&lt;br /&gt;Nas cidades e aldeias da Nação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;Por acaso ou milagre, aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Que, num burrinho pela areia fora,&lt;br /&gt;Fugiu&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas mãos de sangue um pequenito&lt;br /&gt;Que o vivo sol da vida acarinhou;&lt;br /&gt;E bastou&lt;br /&gt;Esse palmo de sonho&lt;br /&gt;Para encher este mundo de alegria;&lt;br /&gt;Para crescer, ser Deus;&lt;br /&gt;E meter no inferno o tal das tranças,&lt;br /&gt;Só porque ele não gostava de crianças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Miguel Torga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1764293899497058765?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1764293899497058765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1764293899497058765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/era-uma-vez-la-em-judeia.html' title='Era uma vez lá em Judéia...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtVG_Z135I/AAAAAAAACG8/ujWljXc-RJM/s72-c/luzes_natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2638146083597654620</id><published>2010-11-25T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:20:30.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagens  de natal e ano novo'/><title type='text'>Poema de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtUcBamqSI/AAAAAAAACGY/v9nRTq4Hk5Y/Feliz%2520Natal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtUcBamqSI/AAAAAAAACGY/v9nRTq4Hk5Y/Feliz%2520Natal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Para isso fomos feitos:&lt;br /&gt;Para lembrar e ser lembrados&lt;br /&gt;Para chorar e fazer chorar&lt;br /&gt;Para enterrar os nossos mortos —&lt;br /&gt;Por isso temos braços longos para os adeuses&lt;br /&gt;Mãos para colher o que foi dado&lt;br /&gt;Dedos para cavar a terra.&lt;br /&gt;Assim será nossa vida:&lt;br /&gt;Uma tarde sempre a esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela a se apagar na treva&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho entre dois túmulos —&lt;br /&gt;Por isso precisamos velar&lt;br /&gt;Falar baixo, pisar leve, ver&lt;br /&gt;A noite dormir em silêncio.&lt;br /&gt;Não há muito o que dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção sobre um berço&lt;br /&gt;Um verso, talvez de amor&lt;br /&gt;Uma prece por quem se vai —&lt;br /&gt;Mas que essa hora não esqueça&lt;br /&gt;E por ela os nossos corações&lt;br /&gt;Se deixem, graves e simples.&lt;br /&gt;Pois para isso fomos feitos:&lt;br /&gt;Para a esperança no milagre&lt;br /&gt;Para a participação da poesia&lt;br /&gt;Para ver a face da morte —&lt;br /&gt;De repente nunca mais esperaremos...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a noite é jovem; da morte, apenas&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos, imensamente.&lt;/span&gt;                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Vinicius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2638146083597654620?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2638146083597654620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2638146083597654620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/poema-de-natal.html' title='Poema de Natal'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtUcBamqSI/AAAAAAAACGY/v9nRTq4Hk5Y/s72-c/Feliz%2520Natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-164482905707496749</id><published>2010-11-23T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:04:23.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Um Romeu Apaixonado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/St9qsbWtF-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FunQth1ZH9o/rossodo7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/St9qsbWtF-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FunQth1ZH9o/rossodo7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Um Romeu apaixonado, canta para as ruas uma serenata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Acalmando todo mundo, com uma canção de amor que ele fez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Encontra uma luz, sai da sombra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E diz algo como ? Eu e você querida, o que você acha?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Julieta diz, ?Ei é o Romeu, você quase me matou de um ataque de coração'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ele está embaixo da janela, ela está cantando ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ei, meu namorado voltou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você não devia vir aqui, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;cantando alto pras pessoas dessa maneira'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;De qualquer jeito, o que você vai fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Julieta, o dado estava lançado desde o começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E eu apostei, então você explodiu dentro do meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E eu esqueço, esqueço, da canção do filme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando você vai perceber, que foi só a hora que estava errada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Julieta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Apareça em ruas diferentes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;as duas eram ruas da vergonha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;As duas sujas, as duas malvadas, sim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;e o sonho era o mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E eu sonhei o seu sonho por você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;e agora o seu sonho é real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Como você consegue olhar pra mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;como se eu fosse só mais um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;dos seus acordos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Quando você pode se apaixonar por correntes de prata, você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;pode se apaixonar por correntes de ouro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você pode se apaixonar por belos estranhos e as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;promessas que eles fazem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Você me prometeu tudo, você prometeu estar aqui no bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;e ruim, sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Agora você só diz, ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Oh Romeu, sim, você sabe que eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;tinha uma cena com ele!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-164482905707496749?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/164482905707496749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/164482905707496749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/um-romeu-apaixonado.html' title='Um Romeu Apaixonado'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/St9qsbWtF-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/FunQth1ZH9o/s72-c/rossodo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2265159132825959695</id><published>2010-11-23T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:59:17.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagens  de natal e ano novo'/><title type='text'>Noites de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SwMA21j-ktI/AAAAAAAACQg/tavTMzCWVHo/8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SwMA21j-ktI/AAAAAAAACQg/tavTMzCWVHo/8.gif" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não fui sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;sozinha&lt;br /&gt;havia perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;sempre muita gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;A alegria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; era constante&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Necessária...&lt;taghw&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;porque era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um sonho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; itinerante&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aquela árvore colorida e brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O riso de crianças brincando&lt;br /&gt;felizes à espera de um papai noel&lt;br /&gt;completamente diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não chegava na janela&lt;br /&gt;quieto pelo contrário, era barulhento&lt;br /&gt;a sua fantasia não convencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano após ano, a cena se repetia&lt;br /&gt;vida era o sentido que se tinha&lt;br /&gt;nas nossas noites de natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peça fundamental dessa festa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mãe&amp;nbsp;nunca pensei que um dia&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela não mais estaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu ficaria na janela, vendo lá fora&lt;br /&gt;o mundo como se não pudesse entrar&lt;br /&gt;por não querer ou não precisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Que belas noites de Natal&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que não verei jamais&lt;br /&gt;noites tão belas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;noites iguais aquelas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2265159132825959695?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2265159132825959695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2265159132825959695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/noites-de-natal.html' title='Noites de Natal'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SwMA21j-ktI/AAAAAAAACQg/tavTMzCWVHo/s72-c/8.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7902181556421941153</id><published>2010-11-23T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:43:12.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Como chegamos aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtXVJyXJBI/AAAAAAAACH0/qaZhLtDW96Y/1_HEARTS_RED_SHINE.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtXVJyXJBI/AAAAAAAACH0/qaZhLtDW96Y/1_HEARTS_RED_SHINE.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Como eu posso decidir o que é certo?&lt;br /&gt;Quando você está confundindo minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo ganhar sua luta perdida todo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca vou possuir o que é meu&lt;br /&gt;Quando você sempre está tomando partido&lt;br /&gt;Você não tomará meu orgulho&lt;br /&gt;Não, não desta vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Eu costumava te conhecer tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu acho que sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade está escondida nos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E está pendurada na sua língua&lt;br /&gt;Apenas fervendo no meu sangue&lt;br /&gt;Mas você acha que eu não consigo ver&lt;br /&gt;Que tipo de homem você é&lt;br /&gt;Se você é um homem, afinal de contas&lt;br /&gt;Bem, Eu vou entender por conta própria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Eu costumava te conhecer tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu acho que sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você vê o que temos feito?&lt;br /&gt;Nós vamos nos fazer de bobos&lt;br /&gt;Você vê o que temos feito?&lt;br /&gt;Nós vamos nos fazer de bobos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Eu costumava te conhecer tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Como chegamos aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu costumava te conhecer tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que sei&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que sei&lt;br /&gt;Tem algo que eu vejo em você&lt;br /&gt;Isso pode me matar&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que seja verdade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7902181556421941153?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7902181556421941153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7902181556421941153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/como-chegamos-aqui.html' title='Como chegamos aqui...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SvtXVJyXJBI/AAAAAAAACH0/qaZhLtDW96Y/s72-c/1_HEARTS_RED_SHINE.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7670387500908386686</id><published>2010-11-18T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:42:07.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Não Posso ficar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOXVolGvLeI/AAAAAAAADiA/CggbrvHjsgs/s1600/213793_Papel-de-Parede-Mundo-Destruido_1280x960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOXVolGvLeI/AAAAAAAADiA/CggbrvHjsgs/s320/213793_Papel-de-Parede-Mundo-Destruido_1280x960.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;A emoção era elétrica&lt;br /&gt;e as estrelas, elas todas alinhadas&lt;br /&gt;mas eu tinha que tomar minha decisão&lt;br /&gt;mas eu nunca cheguei em tempo&lt;br /&gt;não, nunca cheguei em tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no escuro, por algum tempo agora&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, tão longe&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;levando minha decisão para casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exoneração perdeu sua borracha&lt;br /&gt;mas meu perdoador encontrou o sol&lt;br /&gt;e há dias confusos nos quais me conforto&lt;br /&gt;porque não sou o único&lt;br /&gt;não, não sou o único&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no escuro, por algum tempo agora&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, muito longe&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, por muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;levando minha decisão para casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há uma majestade em minha porta&lt;br /&gt;há um bebê nos braços dela&lt;br /&gt;agora vamos andar por ai sem planos de jogo&lt;br /&gt;obrigações, ou alarmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no escuro, por algum tempo agora&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, muito longe&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, por muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Levando minha decisão para casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no escuro, por algum tempo agora&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, muito longe&lt;br /&gt;não posso ficar, por muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Levando minha decisão para casa&lt;br /&gt;no escuro .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7670387500908386686?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7670387500908386686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7670387500908386686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/nao-posso-ficar.html' title='Não Posso ficar....'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOXVolGvLeI/AAAAAAAADiA/CggbrvHjsgs/s72-c/213793_Papel-de-Parede-Mundo-Destruido_1280x960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7933021511783985038</id><published>2010-11-14T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:02:09.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Estranho Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOAHkhpnwII/AAAAAAAADho/ZSwdYft8SSY/s1600/coracao-destruido-6a1a9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOAHkhpnwII/AAAAAAAADho/ZSwdYft8SSY/s320/coracao-destruido-6a1a9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #eeeeee; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Haverá momentos&lt;br /&gt;Em que meus crimes&lt;br /&gt;Parecerão quase imperdoáveis&lt;br /&gt;Eu me rendo ao pecado&lt;br /&gt;Porque você precisa tornar essa vida suportável&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando você acha que já tive o suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Do seu mar de amor&lt;br /&gt;Vou pegar de você mais do que um rio em cheia&lt;br /&gt;Sim, e farei tudo isso valer a pena&lt;br /&gt;Farei seu coração sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: #eeeeee; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Haverá dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando eu estiver perambulando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Eu parecerei estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Constantemente inalcansável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Eu me rendo ao pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Porque eu gosto de praticar o que eu prego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Não estou tentando dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Que será tudo à minha maneira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Sempre estou com vontade de aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Quando você tem algo a ensinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; E farei tudo isso valer a pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Farei seu coração sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Dor, você me devolverá?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Vou falar de novo -- dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Dor, você me devolverá?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #eeeeee;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; Não vou mais repetir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Eu me rendo&lt;br /&gt;Repetidamente&lt;br /&gt;Eu me rendo&lt;br /&gt;É assim que meu amor funciona&lt;br /&gt;Eu me rendo&lt;br /&gt;Vou falar de novo&lt;br /&gt;Eu me rendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;À você ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/depeche-mode/strangelove-traducao.html#ixzz15GzHNuRl" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7933021511783985038?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7933021511783985038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7933021511783985038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/11/estranho-amor.html' title='Estranho Amor'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOAHkhpnwII/AAAAAAAADho/ZSwdYft8SSY/s72-c/coracao-destruido-6a1a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5614843629945890873</id><published>2010-11-14T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T07:50:13.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Curta o silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOAER6CDrtI/AAAAAAAADhk/j5x63wZ7gfU/s1600/anjo.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TOAER6CDrtI/AAAAAAAADhk/j5x63wZ7gfU/s320/anjo.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Palavras são como a violência&lt;br /&gt;Quebram o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Vem colidindo&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do meu pequeno mundo&lt;br /&gt;Doloroso para mim&lt;br /&gt;Me perfurando por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode entender&lt;br /&gt;Meu amigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Tudo que eu sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu sempre precisei&lt;br /&gt;Está aqui em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;As palavras são muito desnecessárias&lt;br /&gt;Elas só podem prejudicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promessas são ditas&lt;br /&gt;Para serem quebradas&lt;br /&gt;Os sentimentos são intensos&lt;br /&gt;As palavras são insignificantes&lt;br /&gt;Da satisfação sobra&lt;br /&gt;então, a dor&lt;br /&gt;As palavras são inexpressivas&lt;br /&gt;E esquecíveis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu sempre precisei&lt;br /&gt;Está aqui nos meus braços.&lt;br /&gt;As palavras são muito desnecessárias&lt;br /&gt;Elas só podem prejudicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Esse único momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;capaz de mudar nossa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;eternidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/depeche-mode/enjoy-the-silence-traducao.html#ixzz15GtiFeQK" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7386433365496297993-5614843629945890873?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5614843629945890873'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>sorria como se fosse verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TLUHhE1dGTI/AAAAAAAADhc/ndqq4Um2v-s/s1600/47528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TLUHhE1dGTI/AAAAAAAADhc/ndqq4Um2v-s/s400/47528.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Guarde algumas expressões, você sabe que só tem uma&lt;br /&gt;Mude seu jeito enquanto você é jovem&lt;br /&gt;Garoto, um dia você será um homem&lt;br /&gt;Ah garota, ele te ajudará a entender&lt;br /&gt;Sorria como se fosse verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Lembrando o pôr-do-Sol no leste&lt;br /&gt;Nós perdemos a noção do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos não são o que costumavam ser&lt;br /&gt;Algumas coisas foram deixadas de lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Sorria como se fosse verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E alguém está chamando pelo meu nome&lt;br /&gt;Do fundo do restaurante&lt;br /&gt;E alguém está brincando&lt;br /&gt;Na casa em que eu cresci&lt;br /&gt;E alguém irá leva-la&lt;br /&gt;Para as mesmas ruas que eu a&amp;nbsp;levei&lt;br /&gt;nas mesmas ruas ...Apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;sorria com se fosse verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7858137792636996332?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7858137792636996332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7858137792636996332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorria-como-se-fosse-verdade.html' title='sorria como se fosse verdade'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TLUHhE1dGTI/AAAAAAAADhc/ndqq4Um2v-s/s72-c/47528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5161538628908651372</id><published>2010-10-12T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:54:33.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Minha mente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SnoqDgjmmwI/AAAAAAAABHM/ofaaCy-61pk/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SnoqDgjmmwI/AAAAAAAABHM/ofaaCy-61pk/s400/11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Na esquina da rua principal&lt;br /&gt;Tentando manter a linha&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que quer ir andando&lt;br /&gt;E que estou ficando pra trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca desistí em dar o fora&lt;br /&gt;Dessa cidade, dos seus ideais&lt;br /&gt;Tenho luz verde&lt;br /&gt;Tenho uma pequena batalha&lt;br /&gt;Vou mudar isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os bons e velhos dias&lt;br /&gt;O homem honesto&lt;br /&gt;O coração que não descansa&lt;br /&gt;Uma terra prometida&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo sutil&lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém vê&lt;br /&gt;Um pulso quebrado&lt;br /&gt;Um grande trapézio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mas eu não me importo&lt;br /&gt;Se você não se importar&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não brilho&lt;br /&gt;Se você não brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Antes que vá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Pode aceitar isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado como você desiste&lt;br /&gt;De esperar um sinal&lt;br /&gt;Eu salto em frente ao seu caminho&lt;br /&gt;A mágica inundando minha espinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rainha adolescente&lt;br /&gt;A arma engatilhada&lt;br /&gt;O sonho perdido&lt;br /&gt;O escolhido&lt;br /&gt;Um sotaque sulista&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo invisível&lt;br /&gt;Um muro da cidade&lt;br /&gt;E um trampolim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu não me importo&lt;br /&gt;Se você não se importar&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não brilho&lt;br /&gt;Se você não brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Antes que vá&lt;br /&gt;Diga-me o que acha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;As estrelas brilham&lt;br /&gt;Como diamantes rebeldes&lt;br /&gt;Retirados do sol&lt;br /&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;consegue ler&amp;nbsp;minha mente?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5161538628908651372?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5161538628908651372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5161538628908651372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/10/minha-mente.html' title='Minha mente'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SnoqDgjmmwI/AAAAAAAABHM/ofaaCy-61pk/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4022162095105027914</id><published>2010-10-12T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:34:13.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Quando você era jovem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgCgwyhw7eI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PtMTULHTsCU/s1600/fada39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgCgwyhw7eI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PtMTULHTsCU/s400/fada39.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você se senta lá em sua mágoa&lt;br /&gt;Esperando alguns meninos bonitos&lt;br /&gt;Para te salvar do seu jeito antigo&lt;br /&gt;Você brinca perdoando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele não parece nem um pouco&amp;nbsp;aquele jovem&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele fala como um cavalheiro&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que você imaginou quando era jovem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos escalar essa montanha?&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei&lt;br /&gt;Mais alta do que nunca&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que podemos fazer isso se formos devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Estamos queimando abaixo do horizonte da linha do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Nas costas de um furacão que começou a girar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando você era jovem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E às vezes você fecha seus olhos e ve o lugar que você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Costumava viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando você era jovem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Eles falam que a&amp;nbsp;vida&amp;nbsp;, não é tão doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você não tem que vivê-la toda&amp;nbsp;agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas você pode mergulhar o seu pé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Um pouco toda hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você se senta lá em sua mágoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Esperando alguns meninos bonitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Para te salvar do seu jeito antigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você brinca perdoando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Preste atenção agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Ele não parece nem um pouco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;com o que você imaginou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas ele fala como um cavalheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Do jeito que você imaginou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando era jovem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tab_traducao sideBySide lyricArea tab_tra_pt" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Sera que vale a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4022162095105027914?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4022162095105027914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4022162095105027914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/10/quando-voce-era-jovem.html' title='Quando você era jovem'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgCgwyhw7eI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PtMTULHTsCU/s72-c/fada39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4774157167216705640</id><published>2010-08-26T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:17:03.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Simplicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbZkMaSq6I/AAAAAAAADgw/EmKRfYhx-KQ/s1600/Animation12222221.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbZkMaSq6I/AAAAAAAADgw/EmKRfYhx-KQ/s400/Animation12222221.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser feliz é ter violetas na janela,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É chá de maçã com canela,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É pipoca na panela,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E um CD bem méla-méla,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para esquentar o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser feliz é curtir sol radiante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frio aconchegante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chuvinha ou temporal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser feliz é enxergar o&amp;nbsp;outro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E sabe lá quantos outros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cruzam nossa estrada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser feliz é fazer da vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma grande aventura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A maior loucura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um enorme prazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você encontre tão sonhada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem sou eu ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raio de Sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sou misteriosa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma estrela em Fúria!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha mente é fúria e glória.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu coração é chama e orgulho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu corpo é agilidade e poder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha alma é honra e claridade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Misteriosa Romântica &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simplicidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4774157167216705640?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4774157167216705640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4774157167216705640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/08/simplicidade.html' title='Simplicidade'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbZkMaSq6I/AAAAAAAADgw/EmKRfYhx-KQ/s72-c/Animation12222221.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-145927191896253937</id><published>2010-08-26T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:08:46.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>As Sem Razões do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbXslx2HdI/AAAAAAAADgo/IEg5l3JDvSI/s1600/144472e356f992e6bef4fc5268c0a739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbXslx2HdI/AAAAAAAADgo/IEg5l3JDvSI/s400/144472e356f992e6bef4fc5268c0a739.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo porque te amo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não precisas ser amante, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e nem sempre sabes sê-lo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo porque te amo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor é estado de graça &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e com amor não se paga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor é dado de graça, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é semeado no vento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na cachoeira, no eclipse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor foge a dicionários &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e a regulamentos vários. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo porque não amo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bastante ou demais a mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque amor não se troca, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não se conjuga nem se ama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque amor é amor a nada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feliz e forte em si mesmo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-145927191896253937?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/145927191896253937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/145927191896253937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbV_HIkgxI/AAAAAAAADgg/T4SbvGVwTvA/s1600/pordosol1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbV_HIkgxI/AAAAAAAADgg/T4SbvGVwTvA/s400/pordosol1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da costa do ouro, atravessando os sete mares&lt;br /&gt;Estou viajando para muito longe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora parece que sou um estranho para mim mesmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todas as coisas que algumas vezes faço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou eu, mas um outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fecho os olhos e lembro de casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra cidade na noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é engraçado como você nunca &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sente falta até perder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração descansa lá,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ficará até eu morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então entenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perca seu tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procurando pelos anos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encare, resista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entenda que você está vivendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos anos dourados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo demais em minhas mãos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então me lembro de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dor fica dificil de passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você não encontra as palavras certas para dizer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil atravessar um novo dia, e isso me faz querer chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e erguer minhas mãos para o céu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então entenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perca seu tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procurando pelos anos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encare, resista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entenda que você está vivendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos anos dourados&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-617841650675582526?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/617841650675582526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/617841650675582526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/08/tempo-demais-em-minhas-maos.html' title='Tempo demais em minhas mãos'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/THbV_HIkgxI/AAAAAAAADgg/T4SbvGVwTvA/s72-c/pordosol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4416920869058655545</id><published>2010-07-21T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:04:25.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Humanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TEeY_TqOLHI/AAAAAAAADfU/5RtpieT_-QE/s1600/luz21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TEeY_TqOLHI/AAAAAAAADfU/5RtpieT_-QE/s320/luz21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu fiz o meu melhor para perceber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando o chamado veio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na plataforma de entrega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fui levado mas fui gentil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E às vezes eu fico nervoso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando eu vejo uma porta aberta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feche os olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Limpe seu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corte o cordão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sinal é vital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas mãos estão geladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu estou de joelhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esperando a resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apresente meu respeito para graça e virtude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Envie minhas condolências para o bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dê meus cumprimentos a alma e romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eles sempre fizeram o melhor que podiam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E adeus à devoção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me ensinou tudo que sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acene adeus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deseje-me sorte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você tem que me deixar ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sinal é vital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas mãos estão geladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E estou de joelhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Procurando a resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seu sistema ficará bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando sonhar com o lar hoje a noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não há mensagem que estamos recebendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixe-me saber, seu coração ainda bate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sinal é vital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas mãos estão geladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E estou de joelhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Procurando a resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você tem que me deixar saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sinal é vital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas mãos estão geladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E estou de joelhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Procurando a resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos humanos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou somos dançarinos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4416920869058655545?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4416920869058655545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4416920869058655545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/07/humanos.html' title='Humanos'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TEeY_TqOLHI/AAAAAAAADfU/5RtpieT_-QE/s72-c/luz21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8267221745673214655</id><published>2010-07-21T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:50:02.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>O 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sendo amarrado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tive um sonho onde estava&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;caindo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não vai ter próxima vez&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma tempestade gastou sua água em mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E meu coração era livre&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu acho que esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não é tarde demais pra isso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E não podemos voltar pra trás&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu continuo querendo algo real&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que podemos curar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;com o tempo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse é o mundo onde vivemos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8267221745673214655?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8267221745673214655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Invocando o Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TEJjG32kyMI/AAAAAAAADe0/tmfqATBwvL4/s1600/lti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/TEJjG32kyMI/AAAAAAAADe0/tmfqATBwvL4/s320/lti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na floresta da desolação&lt;br /&gt;Uma voz é invocada&lt;br /&gt;Pra cantar sua  canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O universo todo se cala...&lt;br /&gt;Agora é ela que fala&lt;br /&gt;E  gira em oração:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“_Quando meu amor se derrama&lt;br /&gt;E desencadeio a  misericórdia dos céus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É luz&lt;br /&gt;É vida&lt;br /&gt;É alegria&lt;br /&gt;É força &lt;br /&gt;É  sintonia&lt;br /&gt;Com homens e seres celestiais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntos acionamos o universo&lt;br /&gt;Pra que  cante o mesmo verso&lt;br /&gt;De esplendor e libertação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra que a vida  flua vibrante&lt;br /&gt;Pra que os montes se levantem&lt;br /&gt;E vibrem em adoração&lt;br /&gt;É  celebração é vitória&lt;br /&gt;A terra se enche de gloria&lt;br /&gt;Dança o mundo em  união&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando minha alma se abre&lt;br /&gt;Todo o universo já sabe...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo  volta ao seu lugar!&lt;br /&gt;A harmonia se estabelece&lt;br /&gt;A perfeição prevalece&lt;br /&gt;E  todos os seres se poe a cantar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alegria de ser o que são...&lt;br /&gt;Todos  se dão as mãos&lt;br /&gt;É a sinfonia da conexão&lt;br /&gt;Preenchendo o mundo de  paz”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1041363555857672085?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2985527761395927257</id><published>2010-05-27T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:53:53.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Beijo Eterno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_7p1rXjIhI/AAAAAAAADeE/0SvRfIs9Mxk/s1600/dff43t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_7p1rXjIhI/AAAAAAAADeE/0SvRfIs9Mxk/s400/dff43t.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #840000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Quero um beijo sem fim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Que  dure a vida inteira e aplaque meu desejo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Ferve-me o sangue.  Acalma-o com teu beijo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Beija-me assim! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;O ouvido fecha ao rumor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Do  mundo, e beija-me, querido! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Vive só para mim, só para a minha vida,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Só para meu amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Fora, repouse em paz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Dormida em calmo  sono a calma natureza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Ou se debata, das tormentas presas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;-Beija  ainda mais! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;E, enquanto o brando calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Sinto em meu peito o teu  seio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Nossas bocas febris se unam com o mesmo anseio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Com o  mesmo ardente amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Suceda a treva a luz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Vele a noite de  crepe a curva do horizonte; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Em véus de opala a madrugada aponte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Nos  céus azuis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;E Vênus, como uma flor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Brilhe, a sorri, do ocaso a  porta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Brilhe a porta do Oriente! A treva e a luz - que importa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Só  nos importa o amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Raive o Sol no Verão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Venha o outono! do  inverno os frígidos vapores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Toldem o céu! das aves e das flores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Venha  a estação! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Que nos importa o esplendor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Da primavera, e o  firmamento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Limpo, e o sol cintilante, e a neve, e a chuva, e o  vento? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Beijemo-nos amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Beijemo-nos! Que o mar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Nossos  beijos ouvindo, em pasmo a voz levante! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;E cante o sol! A ave  desperte e cante! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cante o luar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cheio de novo fulgor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Cante a  amplidão! Cante a floresta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;E a natureza toda, em delirante festa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;cante,  cante este amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Diz tua boca: "Vem!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;"Inda mais!", diz a  minha, a soluçar ... Exclama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Todo meu corpo que o teu corpo chama: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;"Morde  também!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Ai! Morde! Que doce é a dor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Que entra as carnes, e as  tortura! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Beija mais! Morde mais! Que eu morra de ventura, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Morto  por teu amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Quero um beijo sem fim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Que dure a vida  inteira e aplaque meu desejo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Ferve-me o sangue. Acalma-o com teu  beijo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Beija-me assim! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;O ouvido fecha ao rumor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Do mundo, e  beija-me, querida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Vive só para mim, só para a minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Só  para meu amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Olavo Bilac -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2985527761395927257?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2985527761395927257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2985527761395927257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/beijo-eterno_27.html' title='Beijo Eterno'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_7p1rXjIhI/AAAAAAAADeE/0SvRfIs9Mxk/s72-c/dff43t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8660325755572677063</id><published>2010-05-26T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:42:18.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_2bknWLXEI/AAAAAAAADd0/Y0EvTDS1ypY/s1600/untitled1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_2bknWLXEI/AAAAAAAADd0/Y0EvTDS1ypY/s400/untitled1.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Palavras ecoam no vento pela chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sem fim em um copo de papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Elas resvalam, tocam enquanto passam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Elas se esvaem através do universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poços de magoas, ondas de alegrias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Flutuam pela minha mente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me possuindo, me acariciando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apenas flutuam trazendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sons de risos...Sombras da terra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sons que mantém minha mente aberta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me convidando e me acariciando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um amor incondicional...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sem limites me chama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pelo universo,é constante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;perfeito,eloquente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que brilha em minha volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;como milhões de sóis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não se perdem no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fazem morada em Nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8660325755572677063?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8660325755572677063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8660325755572677063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/palavras.html' title='Palavras'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_2bknWLXEI/AAAAAAAADd0/Y0EvTDS1ypY/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6007818666034977043</id><published>2010-05-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:19:24.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>A ESTRADA DO TEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H1lbMgOJI/AAAAAAAADdM/ShiM3daJIZQ/s1600/REFLEX~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H1lbMgOJI/AAAAAAAADdM/ShiM3daJIZQ/s400/REFLEX~1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida passa, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;as vezes lenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ou &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;depressa demais,o tempo não para,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e quando percebe,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ficou para trás.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ficou para trás tempo ou você?&lt;br /&gt;Pergunte pra vida que ela irá responder.&lt;br /&gt;E se acaso a vida não der resposta que deseja ouvir,&lt;br /&gt;olhe para dentro de você, que a resposta há de vir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A vida é breve e o tempo inesgotável&lt;br /&gt;mas se você o perde, ele não é retornável.&lt;br /&gt;Ande ao lado do tempo ,não fique pra trás, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;não o deixe ir, viva cada coisa a seu tempo,&lt;br /&gt;não fique a esperar o porvir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Cada coisa a seu tempo&lt;br /&gt;para que assim não perca nada&lt;br /&gt;Viver é direcionar cada momento&lt;br /&gt;para não perder o endereço da estrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;(Virgilane Lessa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6007818666034977043?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6007818666034977043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6007818666034977043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/estrada-do-tempo.html' title='A ESTRADA DO TEMPO'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H1lbMgOJI/AAAAAAAADdM/ShiM3daJIZQ/s72-c/REFLEX~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-232189205434437360</id><published>2010-05-17T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:24:15.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Como é curioso o Laço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H0iVXvMVI/AAAAAAAADdE/rPLL0CqA-Oo/s1600/1974624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H0iVXvMVI/AAAAAAAADdE/rPLL0CqA-Oo/s320/1974624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Eu nunca havia reparado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;como é curioso um laço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Uma fita dando voltas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;se enrosca,mas não se embola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Vira, revira, circula e pronto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;está dado o abraço!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;É assim que é o abraço;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;coração com coração, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;tudo isso cercado de braço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Então é assim o amor, a amizade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;como um pedaço de fita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Por isso é que se diz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;laço afetivo, laço de amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;E quando alguém briga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;então se diz-romperam-se os laços,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;e saem as duas partes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;iguais como pedaços de fita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;sem perder nenhum pedaço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Dar laços e abraços tem segredos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Não prender, não escravizar, não apertar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;não sufocar... porque, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;quando vira nó, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;já deixou de ser um laço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-232189205434437360?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/232189205434437360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/232189205434437360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/como-e-curioso-o-laco.html' title='Como é curioso o Laço'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S_H0iVXvMVI/AAAAAAAADdE/rPLL0CqA-Oo/s72-c/1974624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5754559892095391584</id><published>2010-05-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:32:11.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Feliz dia das mães</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S-X4_bABttI/AAAAAAAADcg/P1nFrqssnCo/s1600/maefilhokx8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S-X4_bABttI/AAAAAAAADcg/P1nFrqssnCo/s320/maefilhokx8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amanhã é O dia em que se comemora o dia das mães.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Acredito que para a maioria de nós a notícia de que há um ser crescendo dentro de nós ,é arrebatadora, e provocam mudanças repentinas, passamos a olhar o mundo a nossa volta de forma diferente, notamos os pequenos gestos, ficamos mais atenciosas as questões que envolvam nossos rebentos. Passamos a sentir um amor incondicional pelo ser que cresce dentro de nosso ventre, e por eles somos capazes de dar nossas próprias vidas sem pensar nem titubear.E essas mães são notadas no olhar brilhante, no sorriso largo, a extasia se lança como um raio provocando alegrias e contentamentos.Mas eu também quero hoje lembrar as mães que nada tem para comemorar amanhã, seus filhos foram ceifados, arrancados, roubados, do seus convívios, é um sofrimento imenso, que só pode ser dimensionado por quem já viveu, ou está vivendo esta história. Mães paupérrimas que nada tem para oferecer aos filhos a não ser migalhas, que caem das mesas dos mais abastados, o nascimento de uma criança de família rica é uma festa sem proporções e de uma família pobre uma tristeza sem fim. Somando-se as agruras diárias que a família terá que passar não alvitará as benesses que deveriam ter, o direito devido que a lei lhe proporciona. Mas para essas mães amanhã será um dia de olhos perdidos no horizonte, lágrimas de sofrimentos escorrendo lhes a face. Os dias para essas mães preciosas, é sem cor, é tudo parado como se o mundo quisesse ouvir o seu prantear, e acalentar o seu choro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CIlza%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt;	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm;	mso-header-margin:36.0pt;	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mães queridas, pobres ou ricas amem cada vez mais seus filhos e rebentos, pois será através do amor e do perdão que almejaremos um mundo mais humano e da paz tão esperada por todos será o presente Divino. Não deixem o sagrado dever da educação dos filhos de lado, não permitem que eles enveredem pelos caminhos tortuosos da vida, aliás, mãe é mãe, e a responsabilidade com seus descendentes são maiores do que pensais. Amar sempre, violência e desprezo com os filhos jamais, visto que é sangue de nosso sangue.A minha homenagem é a essas mães, mães sofredoras, mães de filhos víciados, sequestrados, ceifados, menos abastados de nosso Brasil, que Deus possa acalentar lhes o coração, assossegar lhes a alma ao menos um dia.Que se faça justiça áquelas que clamam por ela, que se faça paz áquelas que contemplam a guerra em seu caminhar, que haja libertação e quebra de grilhões, das drogas, da indiferença, que haja um novo recomeçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que a alegria se implante e enraize em meio a tanto sofrimento, e que haja rebento de esperança e de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Feliz Dia das Mães!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que a Paz que excede a todo e qualquer entendimento, que o amor incondicional, te sejam por presente todos os dias de vossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tempo há para a vida...há esperança!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There are hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5754559892095391584?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5754559892095391584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5754559892095391584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/feliz-dia-das-maes.html' title='Feliz dia das mães'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S-X4_bABttI/AAAAAAAADcg/P1nFrqssnCo/s72-c/maefilhokx8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1146051628202298980</id><published>2010-05-03T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:34:29.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Às vezes... !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S983oBkr0tI/AAAAAAAADZc/Euk4s8KR58w/s1600/sognarevr4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S983oBkr0tI/AAAAAAAADZc/Euk4s8KR58w/s320/sognarevr4.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;“Deus costuma usar a solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;para nos ensinar sobre a convivência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Às vezes, usa a raiva para que possamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;compreender o infinito valor da paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Outras vezes usa o tédio,quando quer nos mostrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;a importância da aventura e do abandono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Deus costuma usar o silêncio para nos ensinar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;sobre a responsabilidade do que dizemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Às vezes usa o cansaço, para que possamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;compreender o valor do despertar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Outras vezes usa a doença, quando quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;nos mostrar a importância da saúde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deus costuma usar o fogo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;para nos ensinar a andar sobre a água.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Às vezes, usa a terra, para que possamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;compreender o valor do ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Outras vezes usa a morte, quando quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nos mostrar a importância da vida“.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Fernando Pessoa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1146051628202298980?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1146051628202298980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1146051628202298980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-vezes.html' title='Às vezes... !!!'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S983oBkr0tI/AAAAAAAADZc/Euk4s8KR58w/s72-c/sognarevr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7618677996088295180</id><published>2010-05-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:38:07.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>maçã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S980Hi-uR_I/AAAAAAAADZE/SfsXefX3Gt8/s1600/548874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S980Hi-uR_I/AAAAAAAADZE/SfsXefX3Gt8/s320/548874.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Devoro-te inteira, em bandas, em quartos, pedaços&lt;br /&gt;Em ensandecida volúpia invado tuas brancas carnes&lt;br /&gt;Vestida de vermelho-sangue em eterna provocação&lt;br /&gt;Primaveris finais de tarde teu perfume me invade...&lt;br /&gt;Qual formosa e faceira moça que se sabe tentadora&lt;br /&gt;Insinua-te rubra às vezes verde tentando a todos...&lt;br /&gt;Convite ao pecado desde os tempos da ingênua Eva&lt;br /&gt;Sabia foi serpente que te descobriu no paraíso...&lt;br /&gt;O vento quebra-se ante o som de tua branda luxuria&lt;br /&gt;Restam-nos acido sabor de silencio em gotas de saliva&lt;br /&gt;Que te regam partes inundando sementes, tuas crias&lt;br /&gt;Poetas te cantam, despem, se encantam, amando-te&lt;br /&gt;Esfumaça-te em libidinosos sonhos gastronômicos...&lt;br /&gt;Eterna musa da humana tentação do prazer de viver&lt;br /&gt;Que delicia e te penetrar com dentes, dedos e línguas&lt;br /&gt;Lamber... Sorver... Chupar... Cheirar... Comer...&lt;br /&gt;Simbiótica tentação de fruto... &lt;br /&gt;...Mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foi enviada pelo meu amigo Raffa. &lt;br /&gt;Uma homenagem para viviane...ok! &lt;br /&gt;bjus queridos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7618677996088295180?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7618677996088295180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7618677996088295180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/maca.html' title='maçã'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S980Hi-uR_I/AAAAAAAADZE/SfsXefX3Gt8/s72-c/548874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3141642479638506247</id><published>2010-05-03T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:29:49.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Louco Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S98yJRTqSLI/AAAAAAAADY8/LH-6dtjfwZQ/s1600/1212737648_tesa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S98yJRTqSLI/AAAAAAAADY8/LH-6dtjfwZQ/s320/1212737648_tesa.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me deixa falar...&lt;br /&gt;Quero te explicar que &lt;br /&gt;minha vida é a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Pouco a pouco e para sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, não me parta em dois&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser perdido nessa louca vida.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te falar de meu louco amor&lt;br /&gt;Tenho de ti necessidade &lt;br /&gt;Me deixa te amar&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que te conte de meu amor...&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho outra forma de amar&lt;br /&gt;A não ser a dessa entrega...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho tanto medo,&lt;br /&gt;já não consigo dormir&lt;br /&gt;Estou enamorado, &lt;br /&gt;tenho medo de te perder&lt;br /&gt;Não te merecer...&lt;br /&gt;Minha forma de amar &lt;br /&gt;pode não fazer sentido&lt;br /&gt;É a minha forma de amar-te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medo... Tanto medo...Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo dormir...&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te, entregar-me&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa te dizer que amo você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me livra desse medo de te perder...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto que a muito te necessito&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor me controla me amarra.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero... Te preciso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu espírito murcha&lt;br /&gt;Tua ausência me mata, &lt;br /&gt;por mil anos te esperarei.&lt;br /&gt;Porque agora não existe mais eu, &lt;br /&gt;agora somos só nós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo dormir...&lt;br /&gt;Quero agora os teus braços&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir teu silencio...&lt;br /&gt;Sem você não existe vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto estúpido, ilógico.&lt;br /&gt;O amor nos deixa patéticos&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que teu beijo &lt;br /&gt;marque minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medo... Tanto medo...Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo dormir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3141642479638506247?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3141642479638506247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3141642479638506247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/05/louco-amor.html' title='Louco Amor'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S98yJRTqSLI/AAAAAAAADY8/LH-6dtjfwZQ/s72-c/1212737648_tesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1057998345118755285</id><published>2010-04-26T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:41:56.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Deletei da minha vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S9ZHO0qG9UI/AAAAAAAADXk/L1ChFaWH83I/s1600/deletar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S9ZHO0qG9UI/AAAAAAAADXk/L1ChFaWH83I/s320/deletar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deletei da minha vida tudo aquilo que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não valeu a pena quem mentiu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quem enganou meu coração, quem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Têve inveja, quem tentou me destruir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quem usou máscaras, quem nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chegou a saber exatamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quem eu sou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arquivei na minha vida as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pessoas reais, ainda que virtuais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que cederam carinho, tempo, palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Conselhos, a mão, o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pessoas que, de um jeito ou de outro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me ajudaram a ser um pouco "Melhor".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa eu dedico a todos vocês meus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amiguinhos internautas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amo de paixão de muita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rafinha,Vivian, Marcelo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiaguinho,exdruxulo, patypat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roni, Val de cristo,e todos que em geral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fazem parte da minha vida internautica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rsrsrsrs.Vocês são especiais demais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1057998345118755285?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1057998345118755285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1057998345118755285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/04/deletei-da-minhga-vida.html' title='Deletei da minha vida'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S9ZHO0qG9UI/AAAAAAAADXk/L1ChFaWH83I/s72-c/deletar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-1036235737499231263</id><published>2010-04-06T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:50:15.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Amo Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7usfNi_VGI/AAAAAAAADVM/304aan4S9wk/s1600/144472e356f992e6bef4fc5268c0a739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7usfNi_VGI/AAAAAAAADVM/304aan4S9wk/s320/144472e356f992e6bef4fc5268c0a739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como dizer isso sem dimensionar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como fazê-la entender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se não sei até onde esse amor vai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fico até com a impressão de onde isso vem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois, nada me tira a sensação &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De que já fomos um do outro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou melhor, somos um sem outros há muito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aliás, há mais tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do que podemos contar em nosso tempo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse amor que transcende os tempos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que não se mede,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que sinto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que transmuta morte e vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que é tanto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes me faz chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tamanha a emoção de te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Chico Coelho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-1036235737499231263?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1036235737499231263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/1036235737499231263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/04/amo-voce.html' title='Amo Você'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7usfNi_VGI/AAAAAAAADVM/304aan4S9wk/s72-c/144472e356f992e6bef4fc5268c0a739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8447113938301845897</id><published>2010-04-06T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:48:13.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>AINDA QUE MAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgsGV66T-PI/AAAAAAAAApo/J8FdzqiLd_U/butterflyandrose.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" nt="true" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/SgsGV66T-PI/AAAAAAAAApo/J8FdzqiLd_U/butterflyandrose.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal pergunte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal respondas; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te entenda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal repitas; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal insista, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal desculpes; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal me exprima, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal me julgues; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal me mostre, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal me vejas; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te encare, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te furtes; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te siga, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te voltes; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te ame, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal o saibas; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te agarre, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda que mal te mates; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda assim te pergunto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E me queimando em teu seio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me salvo e me dano: AMOR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8447113938301845897?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8447113938301845897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8447113938301845897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/04/ainda-que-mal.html' title='AINDA QUE MAL'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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no labirinto&lt;br /&gt;Metal que compra carne&lt;br /&gt;A  linha invisível&lt;br /&gt;Entre loucura e consciência&lt;br /&gt;Sou estilete sem cabo&lt;br /&gt;Ferida  que sangra&lt;br /&gt;Do caminho o atalho&lt;br /&gt;A trilha pro nada&lt;br /&gt;folha no  vendo&lt;br /&gt;pedra de toque&lt;br /&gt;O frio da alma&lt;br /&gt;flor do pântano&lt;br /&gt;Anjo  caído&lt;br /&gt;Menino perdido&lt;br /&gt;A coragem do medo&lt;br /&gt;A fome do desespero&lt;br /&gt;Da  justiça à sede&lt;br /&gt;A grade na janela&lt;br /&gt;A prisão que liberta&lt;br /&gt;A mãe  que chora&lt;br /&gt;O pai que assevera&lt;br /&gt;O olho que vaga&lt;br /&gt;A perna que treme&lt;br /&gt;A  mão que sustenta&lt;br /&gt;Sonho abortado&lt;br /&gt;Beijo Roubado&lt;br /&gt;O ano que acaba&lt;br /&gt;Lembrança  esquecida&lt;br /&gt;Esperança renascida&lt;br /&gt;Imagem ungida&lt;br /&gt;A crença confinada&lt;br /&gt;Rio  que passa&lt;br /&gt;Floresta que morre&lt;br /&gt;Fome que mata&lt;br /&gt;Sou tudo...&lt;br /&gt;...E  nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-374809040279876105?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/374809040279876105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/374809040279876105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/04/sou.html' title='Sou...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7tjODFG_jI/AAAAAAAADUk/TTR3u2F-7vQ/s72-c/ptg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2260489064733105014</id><published>2010-04-06T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:57:58.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>O Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7sp0tofJ6I/AAAAAAAADUU/CvnzXKBPJVs/s1600/800x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7sp0tofJ6I/AAAAAAAADUU/CvnzXKBPJVs/s320/800x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrepios a alma solta por aí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guardo o aconchego de teus abraços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E  corro sob o azul dos céus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre o azul do mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abro os  braços ao teu abraço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aconchego-me nas carícias&amp;nbsp; das tuas mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movo-me em sintonia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com meus pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na  fantasia da luz de teu sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incendeia-me os  sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inflama-me a alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E me êxtasias de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com&amp;nbsp; teus&amp;nbsp; lábios&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que beijam e calam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEM MIM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2260489064733105014?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2260489064733105014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2260489064733105014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-amor.html' title='O Amor'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7sp0tofJ6I/AAAAAAAADUU/CvnzXKBPJVs/s72-c/800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5893322259024599925</id><published>2010-03-30T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:32:14.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Ilusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J72KRO4sI/AAAAAAAADS0/fcH3tsXllrI/s1600/anjos071.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J72KRO4sI/AAAAAAAADS0/fcH3tsXllrI/s320/anjos071.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me julgues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não tentes entender-me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sou como o  vento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não tenho  destino.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas passo...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aproveita a brisa !&lt;br /&gt;Não  me prendas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me possuas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sou como água,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se preso, evaporo.&lt;br /&gt;Mate  apenas tua sede !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Não tentes guardar-me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me aprisiones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sou  como as  flores,&lt;br /&gt;Colhido, feneço.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guarda-me o perfume !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me descrevas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não  me  modifiques.&lt;br /&gt;Sou como um sonho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma Ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;Não me acompanhes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Não tentes seguir-me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sou como um cometa, &lt;br /&gt;solitário.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas  admira-me...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste momento, então.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo&amp;nbsp; que breve  sede a meus encantos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serei aquela que te encantará.&lt;br /&gt;Por  toda vida....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5893322259024599925?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5893322259024599925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5893322259024599925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/ilusao_30.html' title='Ilusão'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J72KRO4sI/AAAAAAAADS0/fcH3tsXllrI/s72-c/anjos071.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7550003429664480617</id><published>2010-03-30T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:23:18.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Voz de um amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5pI5IrEI/AAAAAAAADSk/e7hOPZpO1NQ/s1600/deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5pI5IrEI/AAAAAAAADSk/e7hOPZpO1NQ/s320/deus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voz de amigo&lt;br /&gt;É a voz do gostar,&lt;br /&gt;É a voz do alertar,&lt;br /&gt;dizendo nas  palavras,&lt;br /&gt;hei! acorde...Quero te ajudar!!!&lt;br /&gt;É a voz que vem com o  que precisamos ouvir,&lt;br /&gt;ler, perceber, interiorizar...&lt;br /&gt;Quando não  conseguimos ler a nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos falta o chão, o teto, o  rumo..&lt;br /&gt;Vem como um "cutucão" benigno..&lt;br /&gt;Uma sacudida,&lt;br /&gt;Um  alerta..&lt;br /&gt;Uma sirene que soa o nobre sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;de luz,&lt;br /&gt;imenso  cuidar..&lt;br /&gt;Vem com tanta verdade,&lt;br /&gt;mas, com o cuidado de não magoar..&lt;br /&gt;Uma  voz que Deus usa,&lt;br /&gt;que vem devagar..&lt;br /&gt;Que inunda...&lt;br /&gt;Que traz  alegrias..&lt;br /&gt;Que contagia..&lt;br /&gt;Uma voz de anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Mestre paciente para  ouvir,&lt;br /&gt;Ser cúmplice nas dores e alegrias...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tudo  amigos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7550003429664480617?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7550003429664480617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7550003429664480617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/voz-de-uma-amigo.html' title='Voz de um amigo'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5pI5IrEI/AAAAAAAADSk/e7hOPZpO1NQ/s72-c/deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6337319465484735826</id><published>2010-03-30T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:20:26.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>O Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5BkavFvI/AAAAAAAADSc/krIdeYLbHHc/s1600/92f9b85120c3f86f8e70342ta0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5BkavFvI/AAAAAAAADSc/krIdeYLbHHc/s400/92f9b85120c3f86f8e70342ta0.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje somos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;cumplicidade&lt;br /&gt;harmonia&lt;br /&gt;amor... &lt;br /&gt;Amanhã,  talvez sejamos&lt;br /&gt;uma história&lt;br /&gt;uma lágrima&lt;br /&gt;ainda vivos ou ainda  sonhos... &lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo, lhe entristeço...&lt;br /&gt;Medo do que sinto em meu  coração,&lt;br /&gt;do pulsar acelerado, dessa saudade constante&lt;br /&gt;da  felicidade em pensar em você&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo dessa força que nos faz estar  sempre em sintonia&lt;br /&gt;desse desejo de tocar e sentirmos um ao outro...&lt;br /&gt;Medo  do sentimento que nos faz ir muito além do que nos é permitido&lt;br /&gt;Atravessar  a barreira da tela e podermos sentir nossos toques... &lt;br /&gt;Loucura,  talvez, as mãos que tudo dizem,&lt;br /&gt;traduzindo os desejos do corpo e do  coração...&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio no olhar, a procurar pelas respostas a brilhar,&lt;br /&gt;não  ser visto, não poder expressar.&lt;br /&gt;Ao nos encontrarmos, somos dois a  buscar carinhos...&lt;br /&gt;esquecemos das horas, que parecem correr &lt;br /&gt;e  esquecemos do próprio tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Ao nos encontrarmos,&lt;br /&gt;o medo&lt;br /&gt;a  busca,&lt;br /&gt;a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;o desejo...&lt;br /&gt;O medo de perder o momento, a  busca de nossas alegrias,&lt;br /&gt;a saudade contida de todos os dias, e o  desejo de tocar&lt;br /&gt;o intocável... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6337319465484735826?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6337319465484735826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/6337319465484735826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-tempo.html' title='O Tempo'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S7J5BkavFvI/AAAAAAAADSc/krIdeYLbHHc/s72-c/92f9b85120c3f86f8e70342ta0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4229663411774830268</id><published>2010-03-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:55:58.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Aprendi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fZUqJOAbI/AAAAAAAADSM/d4rACk6L4iE/s1600-h/misha_gordin_pedra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fZUqJOAbI/AAAAAAAADSM/d4rACk6L4iE/s320/misha_gordin_pedra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que não posso agradar a todo mundo... isso  seria inútil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Que não posso exigir o amor de ninguém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt; apenas dar boas  razões para que gostem de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi a gostar de quem gosta de  mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que o amor deixa livre....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Dá espaço para crescer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que beijos não são contratos e presentes não são  promessas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que não importa em quantos pedaços meu coração foi  partido,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;o mundo não para, para que eu o concerte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que não se  morre por um amor perdido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E Nem por um sonho não alcançado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendi que a vida é curta e que hoje é o  dia ideal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;para fazer o que tenho vontade, e, que o bom mesmo é ir a luta  com determinação,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;abraçar a vida e viver com paixão, perder com classe e  vencer com ousadia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;pois o triunfo pertence a quem se atreve, e a vida é  muito para ser insignificante...&lt;br /&gt;Nem melhor, nem pior que ninguém eu sou.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Sou simplesmente Eu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Aprendendo a viver dia após dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Com todos os meus erros e acertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Traço para mim um caminho...Um futuro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4229663411774830268?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4229663411774830268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4229663411774830268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/aprendi.html' title='Aprendi'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fZUqJOAbI/AAAAAAAADSM/d4rACk6L4iE/s72-c/misha_gordin_pedra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5867625240712025279</id><published>2010-03-22T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:41:51.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Doce Emoção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fUGJ5lDcI/AAAAAAAADSE/HGv7e8__kN0/s1600-h/3655931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fUGJ5lDcI/AAAAAAAADSE/HGv7e8__kN0/s320/3655931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero em teu olhar mergulhar...&lt;br /&gt;sentindo a doçura de te amar...&lt;br /&gt;De  nosso amor ter a ventura,&lt;br /&gt;sentindo uma doce ternura...&lt;br /&gt;No  recordar desta lembrança,&lt;br /&gt;que sempre deixará a esperança,&lt;br /&gt;de que  sempre poderei te abraçar,&lt;br /&gt;e com paixão te beijar...&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo do  amor toda a emoção,&lt;br /&gt;que dá vida eterna ao coração...&lt;br /&gt;Venha para meus  braços,&lt;br /&gt;perca-se em meus abraços...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos matar nossos desejos,&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo  do amor todos os ensejos...&lt;br /&gt;Quero em teu corpo me saciar,&lt;br /&gt;E  ofereço-te o meu...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos viver nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;seja do jeito que  for...&lt;br /&gt;Namorada,Amante, Amiga, Mulher &lt;br /&gt;O tempo é infinito, a  espera constante.&lt;br /&gt;A vida vagueia preguiçosa&lt;br /&gt;na minha lembrança. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5867625240712025279?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5867625240712025279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5867625240712025279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/doce-emocao.html' title='Doce Emoção'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6fUGJ5lDcI/AAAAAAAADSE/HGv7e8__kN0/s72-c/3655931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4998017247966834866</id><published>2010-03-20T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:43:11.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U7fn2tpPI/AAAAAAAADQ8/IA6hZSlJa9s/s1600-h/babies-bolo-cara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U7fn2tpPI/AAAAAAAADQ8/IA6hZSlJa9s/s400/babies-bolo-cara.jpg" vt="true" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Não coma a vida com garfo e faca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lambuze-se!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Muita gente guarda a vida para o futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É por isso que tantas pessoas se sentem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;emboloradas na meia-idade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Elas guardam a vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;não se entregam ao amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ao trabalho, não ousam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;não vão em frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não deixe sua vida ficar muito séria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saboreie tudo o que conseguir:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as derrotas e as vitórias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a força do amanhecer e a poesia do anoitecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Com o tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;você vai percebendo que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;para ser feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;você precisa aprender a gostar de si,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a cuidar de si e,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;principalmente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a gostar de quem também gosta de você".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Mário Quintana) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4998017247966834866?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4998017247966834866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4998017247966834866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/vida.html' title='Vida'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U7fn2tpPI/AAAAAAAADQ8/IA6hZSlJa9s/s72-c/babies-bolo-cara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4818260626742921392</id><published>2010-03-20T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:42:40.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Já Tentei esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U5EjxyuiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/X5kkOA8bm0w/s1600-h/uYCc7UbQJ21R9d8VVZe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="357" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U5EjxyuiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/X5kkOA8bm0w/s400/uYCc7UbQJ21R9d8VVZe1.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já tentei esquecer algumas pessoas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas descobri que essas são as mais difíceis de se esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já sai pra caminhar sem rumo, sem nada na cabeça, ouvindo estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já corri para não deixar alguém chorando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já fiquei sozinho no meio de mil pessoas sentido falta de uma só...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já vi por-do-sol cor-de-rosa e alaranjado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já senti medo do escuro, tremi de nervoso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já quase morri de amar, mas renasci novamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;para ver o sorriso de alguém especial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já me apaixonei e achei que era pra sempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas sempre era um "para sempre" pela metade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porém hoje não mais,que seja&amp;nbsp;intenso enquanto dure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já chorei por ver amigos partindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas descobri que logo chegam novos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e a vida é mesmo um ir e vir sem razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já amei e não fui amado, e por muitas vezes rejeitado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foram tantas coisas feitas, vivenciadas, momentos fotografados &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pela lente da emoção, guardados num baú chamado coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O valor das coisas não está no tempo em que elas duram,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas na intensidade em que acontecem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por isso existem momentos inesquecíveis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coisas inexplicáveis,e pessoas incomparáveis!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Que passam pelas nossas vidas e deixam marcas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Que por mais que tentemos não conseguimos apagá-las&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tornam se importantes,e fazem parte de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como um constante pulsar do coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as vezes até nos esquecemos que ele bate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mais ele continua bem ali...Latente... e sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4818260626742921392?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4818260626742921392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4818260626742921392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/ja-tentei-esquecer.html' title='Já Tentei esquecer'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U5EjxyuiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/X5kkOA8bm0w/s72-c/uYCc7UbQJ21R9d8VVZe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8399957992889853965</id><published>2010-03-20T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T13:54:58.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Um Dia após outro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U15ai4vrI/AAAAAAAADQs/O03JcSQlamE/s1600-h/medium_1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U15ai4vrI/AAAAAAAADQs/O03JcSQlamE/s400/medium_1-1.jpg" vt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia, eu perdoei meu inimigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui forte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no outro eu perdi perdão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui grande...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia mostrei, minhas razões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui eloquente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No outro ouvi meu proximo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui humana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia, lutei pela minha causa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui brava...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No outro lutei pela causa alheia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui gente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia batalhei pelo que queria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui perseverante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No outro, dividi o pão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui rica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia recebi aplausos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e fui admirada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No outro fiz o bem em silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e os anjos me aplaudiram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um dia, usei e inteligência e fui respeitada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No outro usei o coração e fui amada!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8399957992889853965?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8399957992889853965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8399957992889853965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-dia-apos-outro.html' title='Um Dia após outro...'/><author><name>there are 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imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U0PC6gWsI/AAAAAAAADQk/ZsMYeke2OOI/s320/misha_gordin_pedra.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O distraído nela tropeçou..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O bruto a usou como projétil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O empreendedor, usando-a, construiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O camponês, cansado da lida, dela fez assento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para meninos, foi brinquedo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drummond a poetizou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já... Davi, matou Golias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e Michelangelo extraiu-lhe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a mais bela escultura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E em todos esses casos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a diferença não esteve na PEDRA, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas no HOMEM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não existe "pedra" no seu caminho que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você não possa aproveitá-la para o seu próprio crescimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pense Nisso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4599925319670159318?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4599925319670159318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4599925319670159318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/03/pedra.html' title='A Pedra'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S6U0PC6gWsI/AAAAAAAADQk/ZsMYeke2OOI/s72-c/misha_gordin_pedra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-3467843917336881137</id><published>2010-02-19T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:08:43.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>O que a Vida quer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Sp2usaBu0WI/AAAAAAAABIw/DJRRi33u80g/3D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Sp2usaBu0WI/AAAAAAAABIw/DJRRi33u80g/3D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trago-te um recado da vida,&lt;br /&gt;vem selado em  carta com carimbo de urgência&lt;br /&gt;e tem o seu nome escrito em letras  simples,&lt;br /&gt;mas fortes o bastante&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que não ocorra mal entendidos.&lt;br /&gt;A  carta tem apenas algumas linhas,&lt;br /&gt;que é para que você leia com  atenção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e grave em sua alma a mensagem&lt;br /&gt;de amor que os anjos querem  te oferecer,&lt;br /&gt;para ver você feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tenha felicidade bastante&lt;br /&gt;para  que possa suportar os &lt;br /&gt;momentos tristes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dificuldades para  que venças&lt;br /&gt;e te fortaleça a cada luta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonhos para que  busque a cada &lt;br /&gt;dia um novo objetivo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um amor INFINITO que  te aqueça a alma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e uma FÉ inabalável e esperança sempre,&lt;br /&gt;para  que não te faltes o desejo de&lt;br /&gt;viver cada dia melhor, todos os dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  que a vida quer da gente é&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente coragem de viver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-3467843917336881137?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3467843917336881137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/3467843917336881137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-que-vida-quer.html' title='O que a Vida quer...'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/Sp2usaBu0WI/AAAAAAAABIw/DJRRi33u80g/s72-c/3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7029699039154501197</id><published>2010-02-19T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:00:26.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r5xFPx3LI/AAAAAAAAC24/_WXIg_jD5k0/heart%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r5xFPx3LI/AAAAAAAAC24/_WXIg_jD5k0/heart%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;Para entrar no terreno de um coração&lt;br /&gt;é preciso  ter o mapa que nos mostre&lt;br /&gt;as armadilhas,os atalhos,os  abismos... &lt;br /&gt;Ao pisar no terreno de um coração&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter muita  calma&lt;br /&gt;para não destruir as flores,&lt;br /&gt;para não se perder nos amores,&lt;br /&gt;nos  amores por ele vividos,&lt;br /&gt;nos amores por ele sonhados,&lt;br /&gt;idealizados...  &lt;br /&gt;Pois um coração é assim:&lt;br /&gt;às vezes é o labirinto&lt;br /&gt;do qual não  conseguimos sair,&lt;br /&gt;às vezes é o portal fechado&lt;br /&gt;que não nos deixa  entrar! &lt;br /&gt;Há que se ter muito cuidado&lt;br /&gt;quando alguém nos abre&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;a porta do seu coração. &lt;br /&gt;Cuidado para saber entrar,&lt;br /&gt;e, se  necessário, saber sair... &lt;br /&gt;Sem destruir, sem derrubar. &lt;br /&gt;E plantar  uma bandeira,&lt;br /&gt;no maior monte, escrito assim: &lt;br /&gt;- Estive aqui, e fui  feliz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7029699039154501197?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7029699039154501197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7029699039154501197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/coracao.html' title='Coração'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3r5xFPx3LI/AAAAAAAAC24/_WXIg_jD5k0/s72-c/heart%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-2393201334697082485</id><published>2010-02-08T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:11:59.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BbPz79sMI/AAAAAAAACrU/t7z4tHSEcOU/s1600-h/BEIJO_%7E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BbPz79sMI/AAAAAAAACrU/t7z4tHSEcOU/s400/BEIJO_%7E1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foi nesta praia numa tarde amena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cheia de encantos e reais belezas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que esvoaçante qual gentil falena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a mim chegastes prenhe de certezas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O mar trazia deslumbrantes cantos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que ressoavam acolhedoras liras;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eram teus versos de sutis encantos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saudades só, que ao triste bardo inspiras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O vento fresco balançava as flores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que indiferentes perfumavam os ares,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as ondas vinham nos lembrar amores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;acalentando os sonhos milenares!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foi um minuto uma existência inteira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que eternizou uma paixão infinda;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;e esta magia da impressão primeira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;inda acalenta esta saudade linda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E eu te vi como te vi na origem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;por entre estrelas habitando o céu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eras do Olimpo a mais perfeita virgem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que eu perdido procurava ao léu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É nesta praia nesta tarde amena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que esta saudade qual gentil falena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;traz-me teus versos evolando flores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E dentre elas diz a rosa em segredo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Vem, poeta, me colher deste degredo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;e enfeitar o jardim de nossas dores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu ser o melhor de voce em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu fico olhando o escuro do mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Este leva os meus pensamentos para próximo de ti..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tão próximo que eu posso sentir o seu cheiro e seu tempero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As batidas do meu coração aceleram rapidamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Percebo os seus olhos me olhando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Daquela forma que me deixa tonta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Com vontade de você, fecho os meus olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deliciando-me dessa forma os seus beijos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não adianta eu ser sua e você ser meu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meu amor, minha dor, meu desejo, meu calor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deixa eu te envolver nos meus braços e desta forma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vou deliciar-me do seu ser dentro de mim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jorra a sua essência do em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Para que eu possa com o tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Transformar-me mais em você..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E você ser mais em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-2393201334697082485?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2393201334697082485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/2393201334697082485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/paixao.html' title='Paixão'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BbPz79sMI/AAAAAAAACrU/t7z4tHSEcOU/s72-c/BEIJO_%7E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4468401661904354162</id><published>2010-02-08T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:37:53.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BZwZEZqRI/AAAAAAAACrM/S0FcwBzr06Y/s1600-h/yyyyt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BZwZEZqRI/AAAAAAAACrM/S0FcwBzr06Y/s400/yyyyt.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um aroma suave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exalou das mãos do Criador,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando seus olhos contemplaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a solidão do homem no Jardim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi assim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o Senhor desenhou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o ser gracioso, meigo e forte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que Sua imaginação perfeita produziu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um novo milagre:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fez-se carne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fez-se bela,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fez-se amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fez-se na verdade como Ele quer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O homem colheu a flor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beijou-a, com ternura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chamando-a, simplesmemte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chamam Mulher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4468401661904354162?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4468401661904354162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4468401661904354162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/mulher.html' title='Mulher'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S3BZwZEZqRI/AAAAAAAACrM/S0FcwBzr06Y/s72-c/yyyyt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-5825747436520031764</id><published>2010-02-06T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:36:45.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>simplesmente eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S24WN2Wu1RI/AAAAAAAACq8/VUY9HUsy_lA/s1600-h/yt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S24WN2Wu1RI/AAAAAAAACq8/VUY9HUsy_lA/s400/yt.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes eu depilo as pernas, as vezes não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes eu penteio os cabelos, as vezes não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depende muito de como o vento sopra, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu posso pintar as unhas dos pés.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só depende mesmo do que eu acho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bom para a mim naquele momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando eu olho no espelho, a única ali sou eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem frescuras, sem reservas, sem máscaras,apenas eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cada saliência do meu rosto está onde deve estar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que o Criador não cometeu erros em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meus pés, minhas coxas, meus lábios, meus olhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu&amp;nbsp; deveria amar&amp;nbsp;o que eu vejo. E sabe eu amo sim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acaso não&amp;nbsp;sou uma dama se não uso salto alto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cresci ouvindo dizer&amp;nbsp;que uma dama não é o que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ela usa e sim o que ela é.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas eu tirei uma conclusão&amp;nbsp; minha particular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;é tudo uma&amp;nbsp; grande ilusão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confusão é o nome do jogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um erro, uma vasta decepção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algo deveria mudar em mim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou nas pessoas a minha volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que&amp;nbsp; só me fazem julgar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não se ofenda, é o que eu penso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada do que eu digo é lei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É uma verdadeira confissão de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma lição aprendida na vida,&lt;br /&gt;nas decepções pessoais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu fui enviada a este mundo para&amp;nbsp;aprender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a ser melhor, assim como&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então entre onde você se encaixa e brilhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brilhe intensamente, mas com sua luz própria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Libere sua mente, agora é o tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ponha o seu sal no lugar certo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dê sabor a sua existência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vá e se ame. &lt;br /&gt;Porque só assim poderá &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amar a outros também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque tudo&amp;nbsp;passa, nada dura para sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas&amp;nbsp;o amor...ah esse&amp;nbsp;resistirá, ao tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fique com seu estilo e sua forma de pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu prefiro dançar, esquecer os problemas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que nem existem ainda, afinal a cada dia cabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o bem e mal necessários a cada ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então AME SE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu aprendi a me amar incondicionalmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque sou&amp;nbsp;única, jamais existirá outra como eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o meu valor não é o mesmo do preço das minhas roupas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou da minha aparência,&amp;nbsp; tem preço alto, valor de sangue,&lt;br /&gt;valor de entrega,de amor incondicional.&lt;br /&gt;Então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Independente do que eu vivêncie , do que eu deseje na vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada deveria mudar meu caráter, meu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque assim posso&amp;nbsp; novamente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no espelho&amp;nbsp;ver que nada mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E que em meio a tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;eu sempre serei SIMPLESMENTE eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-5825747436520031764?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5825747436520031764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/5825747436520031764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/simplesmente-eu.html' title='simplesmente eu'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S24WN2Wu1RI/AAAAAAAACq8/VUY9HUsy_lA/s72-c/yt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-8361891171420773485</id><published>2010-02-05T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:13:40.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Inveja o porque de um sentimento tão mediocre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2yxz5ukFDI/AAAAAAAACq0/sHc_Tf7F_5U/s1600-h/ela-tem-inveja-de-mim-1452678-1414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2yxz5ukFDI/AAAAAAAACq0/sHc_Tf7F_5U/s400/ela-tem-inveja-de-mim-1452678-1414.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom eu realmente não sei porque pessoas agem assim,mesmo que você não ofereça risco algum a elas,então resolvi ler sobre o assunto e olha só o que eu entendi sobre essa atitude tão pequena!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inveja é um sentimento de aversão ao que o outro tem e a própria pessoa não tem. Este sentimento gera o desejo de ter exatamente o que a outra pessoa tem (pode ser tanto coisas materias como qualidades inerentes ao ser) e de tirar essa mesma coisa da pessoa, fazendo com que ela fique sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É um sentimento gerado pelo egocentrismo e pela soberba de querer ser maior e melhor que todos, não podendo suportar que outrem seja melhor, seja mais querido, mais aceito num grupo, ou simplesmente por ter um coração melhor, uma atitude melhor...etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A origem latina da palavra inveja é "invidere" que significa "não ver". Com o tempo essa definição foi perdendo o sentido e começado a ser usado ao lado da palavra cobiça, que culminou, então, no sentido que temos hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os indivíduos disputam poder, riquezas e status, aqueles que possuem tais atributos sofrem do sentimento da inveja alheia dos que não possuem, que almejariam ter tais atributos. Isso em psicologia é denominado formação reativa: que é um mecanismo de defesa dos mais "fracos" contra os mais "fortes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A inveja é originária desde tempos antigos, escritos em textos, que foi acentuado no capitalismo e no darwinismo social, na auto-preservação e auto-afirmação, a inveja seria, popularmente falando, a arma dos "incompetentes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Numa outra perspectiva, a inveja também pode ser definida como uma vontade frustrada de possuir os atributos ou qualidades de um outro ser, pois aquele que deseja tais virtudes é incapaz de alcançá-la, seja pela incompetência e limitação física, seja pela intelectual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E então depois de ler e meditar nisso eu percebi que eu sou forte assim como você, somos fortes, e os fracos se incomodam com isso, e por isso agem de modo estranho, e as vezes ficamos sem entender algumas atitudes, sinta se fortalecido quando ela surgir contra você, e quer saber..não despreze essa pessoa, tente traze-la para seu lado, tente torna-la forte, com certeza isso lhe rendera louros futuros, e salvará uma alma do seu próprio tormento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-8361891171420773485?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8361891171420773485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/8361891171420773485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/inveja-o-porque-de-um-sentimento-tao.html' title='Inveja o porque de um sentimento tão mediocre'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2yxz5ukFDI/AAAAAAAACq0/sHc_Tf7F_5U/s72-c/ela-tem-inveja-de-mim-1452678-1414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-4640657096703484411</id><published>2010-02-05T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:42:57.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>reflexão sobre a humilhação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2ysvXmqBGI/AAAAAAAACqs/3OWiQwxKm-s/s1600-h/REFLEX~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2ysvXmqBGI/AAAAAAAACqs/3OWiQwxKm-s/s400/REFLEX~1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante uma vida a gente é capaz de sentir de tudo, são inúmeras as sensações que nos invadem, e delas a arte igualmente já se serviu com fartura. Paixão, saudades, culpa, dor-de-cotovelo, remorso, excitação, otimismo, desejo – sabemos reconhecer cada uma destas alegrias e tristezas, não há muita novidade, já vivenciamos um pouco de cada coisa, e o que não foi vivenciado foi ao menos testemunhado através de filmes, novelas, letras de música. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há um sentimento, no entanto, que não aparece muito, não protagoniza cenas de cinema nem vira versos com freqüência, e quando a gente sente na própria pele, é como se fosse uma visita incômoda. De humilhação que falo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há muitas maneiras de uma pessoa se sentir humilhada. A mais comum é aquela em que alguém nos menospreza diretamente, nos reduz, nos coloca no nosso devido lugar - que lugar é este que não permite movimento, travessia?. Geralmente são opressões hierárquicas: patrão-empregado, professor-aluno, adulto-criança. Respeitamos a hierarquia, mas não engolimos a soberba alheia, e este tipo de humilhação só não causa maior estrago porque sabemos que ele é fruto da arrogância, e os arrogantes nada mais são do que pessoas com complexo de inferioridade. Humilham para não se sentirem humilhados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas e quando a humilhação não é fruto da hierarquia, mas de algo muito maior e mais massacrante: o desconhecimento sobre nós mesmos? Tentamos superar uma dor antiga e não conseguimos. Procuramos ficar amigos de quem já amamos e caímos em velhas ciladas armadas pelo coração. Oferecemos nosso corpo e nosso carinho para quem já não precisa nem de um nem de outro. Motivos nobres, mas os resultados são vexatórios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nesses casos, não houve maldade, ninguém pretendeu nos desdenhar. Estivemos apenas enfrentando o desconhecido: nós mesmos, nossas fraquezas, nossas emoções mais escondidas, aquelas que julgávamos superadas, para sempre adormecidas, mas que de vez em quando acordam para, impiedosas, nos colocar em nosso devido lugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-4640657096703484411?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4640657096703484411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/4640657096703484411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/reflexao-sobre-humilhacao.html' title='reflexão sobre a humilhação'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2ysvXmqBGI/AAAAAAAACqs/3OWiQwxKm-s/s72-c/REFLEX~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7351739903823551689</id><published>2010-02-01T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:45:39.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2eDqmFwgQI/AAAAAAAACqk/OeCO29WfqW0/s1600-h/imagempt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2eDqmFwgQI/AAAAAAAACqk/OeCO29WfqW0/s400/imagempt.jpg" width="341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Hoje sinto que as memórias se esvaem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;e&amp;nbsp; que os amigos fogem de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Hoje, sinto que só tenho minhas poesias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;como amigas confidentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;mesmo assim,&amp;nbsp; são tão impertinentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;sem rimas e vazias de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;não inspiram a menor confiança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;È como estar na corda bamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;de sentimentos frustrados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;porém embalsamados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;para sempre serem lembrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-7351739903823551689?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7351739903823551689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7386433365496297993/posts/default/7351739903823551689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therearehope.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>there are hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956614166685935865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2DHkfq91hI/AAAAAAAACpQ/5h02eUiR-KI/S220/pensamento.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2eDqmFwgQI/AAAAAAAACqk/OeCO29WfqW0/s72-c/imagempt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-6193334545459531254</id><published>2010-02-01T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:45:21.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Nossa vontade escorre entre os dedos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2eBAnjNsaI/AAAAAAAACqc/B1M_MHkfV38/s1600-h/imagem651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2eBAnjNsaI/AAAAAAAACqc/B1M_MHkfV38/s400/imagem651.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;A muito tempo você me pergunta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quanto tempo faz o mundo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Eu só respondo que ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Não é mais velho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Que nós dois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando nós falávamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Besteiras&amp;nbsp; a sós no ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas nenhuma me ajuda a te esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você disse que o tempo cura tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Não me curou de você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quando nos jogamos fora o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E quando passamos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Sobre&amp;nbsp; palavras&amp;nbsp;que só &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;cabiam a nós mesmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Você me dizia o tempo faz esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mas não me fez esquecer você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;É você que levará a luz da estrela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Nós voaremos sobre todo o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E riremos disso tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mesmo que acabe toda a esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;De um mundo&amp;nbsp;feito só&amp;nbsp;pra nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Nossa vontade escorre entre os dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;e não há nada que possamos fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;A não ser assistir a solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Nos invadir ,e me ensinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Que não devo deixar&amp;nbsp;de lutar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Agora eu preciso de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;No ar a voar&amp;nbsp;pra bem longe daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;só nós dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;No vento a fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Toda uma história acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Que não pode ser vivida aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Perdida no amanhã&amp;nbsp;, mas que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Um &amp;nbsp;dia chegará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Como a qualquer um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E acharás um coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Mais leve e mais belo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7386433365496297993-6193334545459531254?l=therearehope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7386433365496297993.post-7509850306355744558</id><published>2010-02-01T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:17:08.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexões'/><title type='text'>Lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2d81RJ1KBI/AAAAAAAACqU/-3je3fAqjC8/s1600-h/iui.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aECXkAIvJE8/S2d81RJ1KBI/AAAAAAAACqU/-3je3fAqjC8/s400/iui.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Há tanto tempo, numa velha casa de assoalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Num bairro ainda&amp;nbsp;pequeno e bem cuidado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;De pastos verdes e águas claras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;De&amp;nbsp;gente alegre, árvores frondosas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde existia,&amp;nbsp;a amoreira mais gostosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;A luz da noite era por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;muitas vezes &amp;nbsp;a lamparina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;As histórias, de assombração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;que meu pai contava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Era um tempo de sonhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;De crenças e imaginação, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde a natureza brincava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Éramos seis naquela velha casa de assoalho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde a lua, era a mais linda do lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde existia encanto e prazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde a felicidade fez morada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Lá, onde eu brincava,&amp;nbsp;despreocupada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Era o meu meu mundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;meu porto seguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;È, eu realmente era feliz ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Hoje restam apenas lembranças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Que bom que ainda as tenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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