<?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-2324507212889150539</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:58:29.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulos Descabidos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-2712187301116562427</id><published>2010-10-19T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:50:35.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Sentido!</title><content type='html'>Stressar-se por demais, diariamente, diante das ditas: &lt;b&gt;casualidades&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viver vivrante, vendo um projeto vingar, como desabrocha a rosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorar ate encharcar-se, de um pranto de dor, nunca dantes diluído e por vezes sem sentido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rir sem falso amor, rir do stress, da vida, rir da dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Existir pelo gangorrear de emoções antagônicas, sentimentos distintos, distantes apenas no exterior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que o próprio Deus me perdoe, se não Ele, qual o mais próximo da vida, que não a lágrima ardida, que se faz sentida no stress, que se faz sentido no riso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que será que isso é?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E será que faz sentido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada de mais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-2712187301116562427?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/2712187301116562427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/10/casual-sentido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/2712187301116562427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/2712187301116562427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/10/casual-sentido.html' title='Casual Sentido!'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-3898601042527784786</id><published>2010-04-25T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:05:51.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To com vontade de você, paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;De te ter e te tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;te fazer fogo em meu colchão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;De poder te abraçar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Incondicionalmente eu sou tua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ate a lua é testemunha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;não abandona minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Temo que os sonhos ao dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;possam nao me permitir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;completamente te sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nada me faz mais feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;que encontra teu olhar quente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;me abro como flor de lís&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pois meu corpo já não mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Se sou folha em branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;e tenho muito que aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;faz de mim tua obra prima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;não me deixe te perder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-3898601042527784786?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/3898601042527784786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/04/sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/3898601042527784786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/3898601042527784786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/04/sonho.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-1671686346685590135</id><published>2010-04-02T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:48:58.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A gente dá certo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Te quero tanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que até me perco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nos pensamentos lentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me levam ligeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ao nevoeiro que é te interpretar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entender o teu pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e estar nele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como memória viva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e que ela seja re-vivida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;melhorada a cada dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é gostoso lembrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a ainda mais é planejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nas horas interminaveis de saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;os poucos instantes de prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que se faz ao estar com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confesso que escrevi muito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pra alguem que nao tem o que dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas trazer em miúdos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o sentimento que carrego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me alivia a pressão repentina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;da qual me vejo acometida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qndo tu me invades a mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De repente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que a gente sente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sintomatica e quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seja a expressão latente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do que seja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morrer de amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-1671686346685590135?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/1671686346685590135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/04/gente-da-certo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/1671686346685590135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/1671686346685590135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/04/gente-da-certo.html' title='&quot;A gente dá certo&quot;'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-7940130589675949847</id><published>2010-02-10T17:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:51:44.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/S3NiheJO0NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2wswuJFsZYk/s1600-h/ceu+do+avi%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/S3NiheJO0NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2wswuJFsZYk/s320/ceu+do+avi%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436797502333309138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;again,&lt;div&gt;the sun will shine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to be blind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It`s not world ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just end of the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foto tirei c/ o celular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um dia... em um voo p/ ctba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nao eh mto boa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas ao vivo é lindo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2324507212889150539-7940130589675949847?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/7940130589675949847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7940130589675949847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7940130589675949847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/S3NiheJO0NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2wswuJFsZYk/s72-c/ceu+do+avi%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-161938252589354403</id><published>2010-01-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:44:57.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piscina</title><content type='html'>Vejo n`água&lt;div&gt;reflexo d`alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vejo calma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pele alba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finda toda vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Água turva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mostra curva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e vindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;infinito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prisioneiro exilado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dentro do corpo fechado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;algemado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pelado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sujo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no meio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nessa dimensão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em convulsão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ausente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem coração!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desculpa o pessimismo do texto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não tenho escrito nada nessas ferias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas estava na pscina e sei la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decidi escrever o que passava na cabeça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem editar ou reformular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ver no que dava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legal pensar que se é prisioneiro do próprio corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabendo que nunca poderemos superar a dimensão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blablabla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuidem-se...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feliz 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2324507212889150539-161938252589354403?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/161938252589354403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/01/piscina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/161938252589354403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/161938252589354403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2010/01/piscina.html' title='Piscina'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-3161107780670506752</id><published>2009-12-07T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:58:14.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horizonte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;"Não mais usarei o " ia" &lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;Queria, sentia, vivia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;um tempo verbal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;que eu só adia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;e posterga nossa vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;Faz futuro virar passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;sem sequer ter chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;de ser realizado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;Dor avante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;meus versos serão pra frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;pra um futuro radiante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;digo que seremos capazer de ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;apenas um único horizonte"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;só um par de versinhos pra não dizem que morri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;Bjao `xão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;Obrigada Fer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: inherit; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;br /&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/2324507212889150539-3161107780670506752?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/3161107780670506752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/12/horizonte.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/3161107780670506752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/3161107780670506752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/12/horizonte.html' title='Horizonte'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-6349194889154336188</id><published>2009-11-15T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:10:39.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatos - (New version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Incontáveis fatos marcam uma história&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apenas lapidados na memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas tal vastidão de experiências&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jamais tirao sabor doce e glorioso do novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda que 1000 anos eu vivesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e os 5 continentes cruzasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provasse de toda comida, em fartura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e de toda bebida a doçura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda que meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a capturar mazelas e maravilhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou me embriagasse de todo perfume e oleos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda que vivesse paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       sofresse decepção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         caisse na dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e    levantasse no amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poderia, ainda, me surpreender nessa vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pois qual mistério maior que o nascer do dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que se muta e modifica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a cada volta e em cada ida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já a minha vó dizia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cada cabeça uma sentença"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas o ditado tambem se recria:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Em cada ser reside um mundo em poesia"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tendo a frase como guia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;busco seguir minha trilha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tal qual sobre meus olhos houvesse uma tira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para que viva sempre surpreendida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pelos misterios da vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entao, fugindo do propósito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;postei um texto antigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que guardava junto com algumas musicas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acordei animada pra tocar hoje,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peguei o caderno e reli o texto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me trouxe um sentimento tão bom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que decidi-me por compartilhar com quem por aqui passar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ArghhH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-6349194889154336188?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/6349194889154336188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/fatos-new-verson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/6349194889154336188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/6349194889154336188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/fatos-new-verson.html' title='Fatos - (New version)'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-7901637128751884964</id><published>2009-11-07T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:41:30.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>s-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tempo perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recontando os segundos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem estar contigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reinvento mil mundos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempo em que almejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no seio de meus anseios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que a distancia apazigue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e que a saudade amenize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempo em que finjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fazendo real, figuras..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fixando o olhar nas façanhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;famintas de fantasia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempo em que existo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas não sei se vivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas é so um instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;logo adante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o despertar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem nunca brincou de sonhar acordada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou dormiu tentando sonhar com a realidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E naquele meio termo, no tempo infinitezimal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que divide o consciente do inconsciente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vale a pena brincar&lt;b&gt;!&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/2324507212889150539-7901637128751884964?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/7901637128751884964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/s-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7901637128751884964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7901637128751884964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/s-1.html' title='s-1'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-7669592413500315269</id><published>2009-11-04T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:39:35.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leão X Cordeiro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Por "N" vezes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;a preocupação maior,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;para evitar acidentes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;é não exagerar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Manter-se segura,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Não arriscar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Mesmo ao Leão mais amansado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Nunca se entrega um cordeiro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Se este não for devorado,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;O felino é que não estará inteiro!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Parte da natureza do predador&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;é seguir sua presa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;parte da minha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;é estar sempre indefesa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Por que insisto em ignorar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;o que se mostra em minha frente?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;E ao fervor da batalha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;travá-la inconsistente?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;(Come) Se a prova, algo pudesse provar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;em minha lapide, gravada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;"Fadada a falhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;sempre que foi testada!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Também surpreendida,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;ainda que não o devesse estar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Desprevenida,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;já não sei o que pensar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Para algumas coisas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;não existe Ctrl + Z,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;indefinido e distante,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;o momento de esquecer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;Com algumas coisas - no mundo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="mso-ansi-language:PT-BR"&gt;é necessário, aprender a conviver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;And so this is it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="mso-pagination:widow-orphan lines-together"&gt;thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-7669592413500315269?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/7669592413500315269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/leao-x-cordeiro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7669592413500315269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/7669592413500315269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/11/leao-x-cordeiro.html' title='Leão X Cordeiro!'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-4774405738915912450</id><published>2009-10-26T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:35:04.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de Orfeu</title><content type='html'>"É... meu amor, não é mais meu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que Viva em meu peito ateu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pertence a outro que não eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda que nao aceite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É a ti que esse amor pertence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desfazer-se dele? Nem tente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ir ao mundo, que deste dista infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Hades, no inferno eu suplico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra te ter de volta, pra te ter comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quando ja nao te posso encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ei de, com eufemismo, a dor aplacar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao, a dor do proximo, sanar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que o mundo das almas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha de chamar por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E, só teu nome, de minha boca sairá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por que sempre foi assim!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. É interessante conhecer a historia p/ entender esses versinhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De qlqr forma, estao aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deteitem-se!&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/2324507212889150539-4774405738915912450?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/4774405738915912450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia-de-orfeu-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/4774405738915912450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/4774405738915912450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia-de-orfeu-e.html' title='Dia de Orfeu'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-1413449418602893138</id><published>2009-10-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:45:43.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amiga</title><content type='html'>"Amizade&lt;div&gt;pra desfocar do tema batido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tao abordado no escrito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amizade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magia... energia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem conceito ou teoria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realsa o meu eu monocromatico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;metamorfa o insipido em aromatico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me pego desprevenida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por veses, surpreendida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qndo ao te ver abatida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinto que me roubam a vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deveria me acostumar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saber que nao posso evitar... Pois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te ter como amiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quando és atingida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em meu peito aberto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é que se abre a ferida!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pra ti, moça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjo ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-1413449418602893138?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/1413449418602893138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/amiga.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/1413449418602893138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/1413449418602893138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/amiga.html' title='Amiga'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-463951640776762400</id><published>2009-10-21T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:47:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golpe Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Tão natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quase normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois que o encontro, se fez encanto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sem estar pronto, nasce o momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ato casual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;temperado de suor e sal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ato conjugal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois que se fez brasa em minha carne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queima, arde. Me toma, me envade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deveria ser ilegal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Golpe inerte e fatal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Findar o instante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guardar na memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na estante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;empoeirada de tempo, quanto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;úmida de (tanto) pranto!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-463951640776762400?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/463951640776762400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/golpe-final.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/463951640776762400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/463951640776762400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/golpe-final.html' title='Golpe Final'/><author><name>L.M. (leão)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09508621731613480970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OJk1DrA8Dgk/St5QU0Me2uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DvezRLdb3R0/S220/lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2324507212889150539.post-8689927388227433315</id><published>2009-10-20T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:40:05.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O começo</title><content type='html'>O inicio é sempre caótico&lt;div&gt;     avista o horizonte, límpido e claro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     só os que nao possuem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     objetivos ao alcance dos olhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Portanto, esse espaço tem início assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    sem futuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         sem inicio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas com objetivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de esvaziar a mente e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     quem sabe trazer algo de útil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinta-se a vontade p/ comentar os textos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou falar de qualquer coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Obrigada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2324507212889150539-8689927388227433315?l=lmleao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/feeds/8689927388227433315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-comeco.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/8689927388227433315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2324507212889150539/posts/default/8689927388227433315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmleao.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-comeco.html' title='O começo'/><author><name>L.M. 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