<?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-22342961</id><updated>2012-01-17T23:05:02.867Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos Confidenciais</title><subtitle type='html'>...aspiro a ser última e falar com sabedoria, do que a primeira e dizer inutilidades...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-115176543732394143</id><published>2006-07-01T15:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:50:37.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/joanacoelho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/joanacoelho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Com as pedras que me atingem, construo uma ponte, com as flores ofertadas, destilo um poema, mas com um sonho, edifico o amor que me partilha a alma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-115176543732394143?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/115176543732394143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=115176543732394143&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/115176543732394143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/115176543732394143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/07/com-as-pedras-que-me-atingem-construo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-115057697580809015</id><published>2006-06-17T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:42:55.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/XMaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/XMaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…. Oferta-me o teu martírio, assim a minha dor não caminha tão solitária e deserta na noite sombria, carrego-te por companhia! …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-115057697580809015?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/115057697580809015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=115057697580809015&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/115057697580809015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/115057697580809015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114945093250154148</id><published>2006-06-04T20:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:55:32.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/paulo%20vaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/paulo%20vaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Embriago-me em incensos fortes de serenidade, infundo-me em amizades fortificantes de energia e ilumino-me num amor de luz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114945093250154148?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114945093250154148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114945093250154148&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114945093250154148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114945093250154148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/06/embriago-me-em-incensos-fortes-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114856951159956951</id><published>2006-05-25T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:05:11.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/manuelcarreiro.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/manuelcarreiro.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Repouso nos braços da folhagem enquanto a árvore se agita na ilusão de que se embala em mim, e entranho na alma pejada de brilhos as gotas que correm por sonhos nus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&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/22342961-114856951159956951?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114856951159956951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114856951159956951&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114856951159956951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114856951159956951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114789730163408150</id><published>2006-05-17T21:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:21:41.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/robertodutra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/robertodutra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Que eu não seja mais do que uma pérola romântica salpicada de azul, que tu não sejas mais do que o verde envolto nas águas do mar onde nos naufragámos! …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114789730163408150?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114789730163408150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114789730163408150&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114789730163408150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114789730163408150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/05/que-eu-no-seja-mais-do-que-uma-prola.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114746855315840119</id><published>2006-05-12T22:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:15:53.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/joaogomes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/joaogomes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Prefiro a loucura ponderada, pois a coragem é uma questão de atitude! Fosse a atitude a tese do sonho e a coragem a tese da ponderação, seria unicamente louca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&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/22342961-114746855315840119?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114746855315840119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114746855315840119&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114746855315840119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114746855315840119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/05/prefiro-loucura-ponderada-pois-coragem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114703014228597028</id><published>2006-05-07T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T20:29:02.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/nuno%20moreira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/nuno%20moreira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Entre a imensidão do mar, sou gota perdida da luta sonhada e fantasma paciente na eternidade a divagar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&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/22342961-114703014228597028?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114703014228597028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114703014228597028&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114703014228597028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114703014228597028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/05/entre-imensido-do-mar-sou-gota-perdida.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114669203916955878</id><published>2006-05-03T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:33:59.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/Paulomelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/Paulomelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Cega-me a luz forte desta claridade, quero embrenhar-me na neblina dos pensamentos e na chuva miúda dos sonhos, volta meu amante Outono! …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114669203916955878?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114669203916955878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114669203916955878&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114669203916955878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114669203916955878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/05/cega-me-luz-forte-desta-claridade.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114579889679087524</id><published>2006-04-23T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:28:16.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/sergioredondo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/sergioredondo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;… Sou um ser intermitente, tanto me sinto no céu como nem sequer sou gente, indiferente nesse espaço magoa-me o coração reconhecer-me fracasso…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114579889679087524?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114579889679087524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114579889679087524&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114579889679087524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114579889679087524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/sou-um-ser-intermitente-tanto-me-sinto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114539313744073527</id><published>2006-04-18T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:47:26.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/contratempo-filipa%20mateus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/contratempo-filipa%20mateus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; …Outrora corria contra o tempo que me aprisionava a existência, recentemente aprendi que para ser afortunada basta enlaçar-me demoradamente do tempo que me dá prazer…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114539313744073527?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114539313744073527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114539313744073527&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114539313744073527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114539313744073527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/outrora-corria-contra-o-tempo-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114511916559409856</id><published>2006-04-15T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T17:39:25.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/anjocaido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/anjocaido.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; …Quando sentires que virei as costas aos sonhos, chama por mim, mas se sentires que o que abandonei foi a vida, então deixa-me ir em silêncio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114511916559409856?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114511916559409856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114511916559409856&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114511916559409856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114511916559409856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/quando-sentires-que-virei-as-costas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114469654211068384</id><published>2006-04-10T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:15:42.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/ricardotavares-saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/ricardotavares-saudade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Silêncios num suspiro de tempo eterno, enamorei-me de nostalgia, não quero a vida prefiro o abismo para meditar, ergo as palavras ao topo da lua, para que as estrelas lhe declarem ou a saudade ou o amor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/22342961-114469654211068384?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114469654211068384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114469654211068384&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114469654211068384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114469654211068384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/silncios-num-suspiro-de-tempo-eterno.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114445028226556322</id><published>2006-04-07T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:51:22.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/cthulhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/cthulhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; …Quero ser semente madura, para que o sopro forte do vendaval leve-me para muito longe, apague da memória o que fui e floresça tudo o que sempre quis ser, deve haver lugares onde viver custe menos ao pensamento…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114445028226556322?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114445028226556322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114445028226556322&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114445028226556322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114445028226556322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/quero-ser-semente-madura-para-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114409852681949671</id><published>2006-04-03T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:11:16.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/leandrokorolkovas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/leandrokorolkovas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;… A vida é um horizonte contemplado, ocupada de tudo e a querer ser preenchida de nadas, livre aos pensamentos mas presa ás memorias e ás sensações que desperta, procura incessante do que existe para lá do limite que alcança o olhar…&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114409852681949671?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114409852681949671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114409852681949671&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114409852681949671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114409852681949671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/04/vida-um-horizonte-contemplado-ocupada.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114372374173359653</id><published>2006-03-30T13:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:02:21.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/paulocesar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/paulocesar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Gosto de provar dos amores e das paixões, tal como saboreio um iogurte com pedacinhos de chocolate, cremoso aos sentidos e doce ao sabor, e ao encontrar o chocolate, ou deixo-o derreter na língua ou trinco suavemente para dissolver nos lábios, durante todo o tempo que demora a chegar ao fim o paladar com que me delicio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22342961-114372374173359653?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114372374173359653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114372374173359653&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114372374173359653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114372374173359653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/gosto-de-provar-dos-amores-e-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114349338105140636</id><published>2006-03-27T21:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:03:01.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/luzir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/luzir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…O mais relevante na vida, não é o estatuto social que detenho, nem os rendimentos que ganho, nem tão pouco os bens que possuo, apesar de estar consciente que ajuda a viver melhor. Contudo valorizo muito mais os afectos, os carinhos e as emoções que as pessoas me despertam, tive que percorrer as duas condições, só assim consegui optar pelo que me é verdadeiramente importante…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114349338105140636?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114349338105140636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114349338105140636&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114349338105140636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114349338105140636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/o-mais-relevante-na-vida-no-o-estatuto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114312328753518155</id><published>2006-03-23T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-23T14:14:47.563Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/fran??oisbenveniste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/fran%3F%3Foisbenveniste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;… Sonhadora da vida onde a realidade e a razão equilibram as emoções sentidas, saiba sempre desnudar a alma e dosear a entrega, só assim a caminhada será mais suave aos sentimentos, sonhar sempre nem que seja para sentir que ainda vivo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114312328753518155?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114312328753518155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114312328753518155&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114312328753518155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114312328753518155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/sonhadora-da-vida-onde-realidade-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114269748417589922</id><published>2006-03-18T15:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:58:04.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/pedromoreira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/pedromoreira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Crescer implica ir assumindo o meu brilho próprio, feito de luz mas também de sombra. E só através desta atitude de humildade, em que deponho as armas, sei que quanto menos depender de quem gosto para me sentir bem, mais preparada me sinto para receber desse relacionamento o estímulo para crescer e me retribuir ao servir de farol …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22342961-114269748417589922?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114269748417589922/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114269748417589922&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114269748417589922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114269748417589922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/crescer-implica-ir-assumindo-o-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114199936227282872</id><published>2006-03-10T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:02:42.300Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/suavidade-carlos%20paes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/suavidade-carlos%20paes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…É no silencio da observação da mais bela imagem que escrevo o mais triste dos poemas, não que o belo me entristeça…mas só acompanhada de beleza é que a tristeza se revela lindíssima…e a imagem é linda mas a pena encerra o mais tristonho dos significados…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114199936227282872?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114199936227282872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114199936227282872&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114199936227282872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114199936227282872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-silencio-da-observao-da-mais-bela.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114185142738866613</id><published>2006-03-08T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:57:07.400Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/Rod-rodrigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/Rod-rodrigo.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;… Mulher …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…fonte de vida que desabrocha e percorre tantos caminhos distintos, uma mulher nos deu a vida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/22342961-114185142738866613?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114185142738866613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114185142738866613&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114185142738866613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114185142738866613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/mulher-fonte-de-vida-que-desabrocha-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114167520708437903</id><published>2006-03-06T19:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:00:07.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/joao%20gouveia.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/joao%20gouveia.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando perco a razão não sou calmaria nem perfeição, arraso tudo á passagem como se fosse um tornado, só quando a tempestade amaina, tomo consciência do que arruinei, e há confianças que se destroem para sempre…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/22342961-114167520708437903?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114167520708437903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114167520708437903&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114167520708437903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114167520708437903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/03/quando-perco-razo-no-sou-calmaria-nem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114098268134320694</id><published>2006-02-26T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:38:01.356Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/linda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/linda2.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Gosto de um dia de chuva, porque representam as lágrimas que eu gostaria de chorar e não derramo, porque acalma o espírito estar assim a ver ou a ouvir chover, deixo os pensamentos e os sentimentos caírem e tomarem o caminho tal como as gotas que correm da chuva, o caminho da renovação, e da fortificação dos solos, que se evapora e voltam aos céus, gosto da chuva porque o azul que reflecte do céu me serena, mas gosto da chuva simplesmente porque sim, porque gosto, e há gostos que não se discutem, sentem-se, tal como os amores ou as paixões, sentem-se simplesmente…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114098268134320694?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114098268134320694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114098268134320694&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114098268134320694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114098268134320694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/gosto-de-um-dia-de-chuva-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114081180937178863</id><published>2006-02-24T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:10:09.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/silence-hugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="310" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/silence-hugly.jpg" width="414" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;…Se a manhã for chuvosa e cinzenta, guerreio a tarde com o rasgado sorriso de um arco-íris, sei que não ganho a guerra ao Inverno, mas ganho a batalha ao Dia…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114081180937178863?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114081180937178863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114081180937178863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114081180937178863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114081180937178863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/se-manh-for-chuvosa-e-cinzenta.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114064709689838351</id><published>2006-02-22T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:24:56.913Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/molduraseucoracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/molduraseucoracao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...a poesia não é só temporal ou intemporal...é simplesmente poesia, que se sente ou com o coração ou com a mente, e quem disser menos que isto, não sente a poesia, só inventa palavras bonitas de se lerem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&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/22342961-114064709689838351?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114064709689838351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114064709689838351&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114064709689838351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114064709689838351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114038079260515906</id><published>2006-02-19T20:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:26:32.683Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/livro%20de%20poemas-antonio%20manuel%20pinto%20da%20silva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/livro%20de%20poemas-antonio%20manuel%20pinto%20da%20silva.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com um poema nunca me divirto, entrego-me a ele como se fizesse amor, ou sexo ou o que quiserem chamar ao que convencionaram ser uma cumplicidade tão íntima entre pares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/22342961-114038079260515906?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114038079260515906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114038079260515906&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114038079260515906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114038079260515906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/com-um-poema-nunca-me-divirto-entrego.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114020953787153832</id><published>2006-02-17T20:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:52:17.880Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/a%20sombra%20da%20sereia-vicente%20junior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/a%20sombra%20da%20sereia-vicente%20junior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na confissão desse amor me nego, se assim não fosse teria que abdicar da minha liberdade, o amor é livre mas quem ama quer prender…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-114020953787153832?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114020953787153832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114020953787153832&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114020953787153832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114020953787153832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/na-confisso-desse-amor-me-nego-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-114009736914492293</id><published>2006-02-16T13:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-16T13:42:49.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/fim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/fim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consagro minha alma ás emoções e sentimentos da vida, só assim sentir-me-ei eternamente viva, mesmo que morra um pouco em cada rendição…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/22342961-114009736914492293?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/114009736914492293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=114009736914492293&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114009736914492293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/114009736914492293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/consagro-minha-alma-s-emoes-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-113992451239720643</id><published>2006-02-14T13:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:41:52.406Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/sombra%20de%20prata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/sombra%20de%20prata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamais reveles que deixaste de sonhar, não é os outros que atraiçoas, pois é a ti próprio que mentes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&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/22342961-113992451239720643?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/113992451239720643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=113992451239720643&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/113992451239720643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/113992451239720643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/jamais-reveles-que-deixaste-de-sonhar.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22342961.post-113975769466739036</id><published>2006-02-12T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:21:34.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/1600/anjo%20da%20guarda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/579/1157/400/anjo%20da%20guarda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o amor é a calmaria num dia de tempestade e a fé numa noite de desilusão, o amor é aquela sensação única de plenitude, tudo o resto é ensaios do amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoa_Azul&lt;br /&gt; &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/22342961-113975769466739036?l=pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/feeds/113975769466739036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22342961&amp;postID=113975769466739036&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/113975769466739036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22342961/posts/default/113975769466739036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentosconfidenciais.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-amor-calmaria-num-dia-de-tempestade.html' title=''/><author><name>Lagoa_Azul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824743838038417655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://fotos.miarroba.com/thumb/1C4451D0D02444285D632444285D5A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
