<?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-10454325</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:39:05.717-02:00</updated><title type='text'>vontades..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-986682150951189886</id><published>2008-01-04T03:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:26:15.202-02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. sem mascara..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R33DT3Te-dI/AAAAAAAAADM/jbAATKyCpWY/s1600-h/lenisepinheiro_luzes_f_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151488294812318162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R33DT3Te-dI/AAAAAAAAADM/jbAATKyCpWY/s320/lenisepinheiro_luzes_f_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R33CLXTe-cI/AAAAAAAAADE/s-CJH-b06Zw/s1600-h/lenisepinheiro_luzes_f_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“..Doze meses dao para qualquer ser humano se cansar e entregar os pontos. Ai, entra o milagre da renovacao e tudo começa outra vez, com outro numero e outra vontade de acreditar que, daqui para diante, vai ser diferente.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:: sem mascara.. qro um ano todo novo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:: sem cliches.. qro um ano de conquistas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:: com esperanca.. qro ser livre..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:: com fe.. qro acreditar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ja posso sentir q algo mudou!!&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/10454325-986682150951189886?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/986682150951189886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=986682150951189886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/986682150951189886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/986682150951189886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2008/01/sem-mascara.html' title='.. sem mascara..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R33DT3Te-dI/AAAAAAAAADM/jbAATKyCpWY/s72-c/lenisepinheiro_luzes_f_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-8450334107894184538</id><published>2007-12-19T12:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:48:11.748-02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. borboletas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2g56XTe-aI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_31yppmEv88/s1600-h/borboleta.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145426249121724834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2g56XTe-aI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_31yppmEv88/s320/borboleta.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. qdo era pekena.. minha avo disse q qdo estivesse apaixonada.. sentiria como se mil borboletas se mexessem em minha barriga..&lt;br /&gt;.. por um longo tempo axei q nunca sentiria isso.. a paixao.. era algo terrivel..&lt;br /&gt;.. fikei com medo das borboletas.. e pedi ao vento q nao deixasse q as tais viessem me atormentar..&lt;br /&gt;.. o tempo passou.. me apaixonei.. uma.. duas.. tres.. mil vezes.. mas aonde estavam as tais borboletas??.. será q minha avo havia mentido??&lt;br /&gt;.. entaum resolvi ir procurar.. a paixao nao era exatamente o q eu imaginava.. era algo mais magico.. um tanto qto sinistro.. e ao mesmo tempo.. cativante..&lt;br /&gt;.. pedi ao vento.. q trouxesse entaum as tais borboletas..&lt;br /&gt;.. pensei q nao responderia.. mas respondeu.. e eu pude entaum sentir todas akelas borboletas.. batendo suas pekenas asas e fazendo cocegas nao soh em minha barriga.. mas por todo o corpo.. como uma valsa suave.. que me levava alem dos muros da ilusao!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-8450334107894184538?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/8450334107894184538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=8450334107894184538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/8450334107894184538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/8450334107894184538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/borboletas.html' title='.. borboletas..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2g56XTe-aI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_31yppmEv88/s72-c/borboleta.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-5309345333204478854</id><published>2007-12-18T15:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T19:09:53.824-02:00</updated><title type='text'>toque..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2gDYHTe-ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/J8X5XGzSvnQ/s1600-h/071217olho_f_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145366287083305362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2gDYHTe-ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/J8X5XGzSvnQ/s320/071217olho_f_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. um toque.. um contato.. um bjo.. um ato.. somente isso.. eu pensei q fosse facil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.. imagine.. feche os olhos e imagine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.. akele q vc qr .. te tocando.. como se nunca mais fosse ve-la.. imagine.. akele q vc almeja.. te sentindo.. como se fosse a primeira vez.. imagine.. dois corpos entrelacados num desejo mutuo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..imagine.. apenas imagine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.. agora me diga.. esta sentindo o q eu sinto? diga.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.. por mais tempo q passe com vc.. sinto como se fosse a primeira vez.. vc lembra?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-5309345333204478854?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/5309345333204478854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=5309345333204478854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/5309345333204478854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/5309345333204478854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/toque.html' title='toque..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2gDYHTe-ZI/AAAAAAAAACs/J8X5XGzSvnQ/s72-c/071217olho_f_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-7493816709672790274</id><published>2007-12-13T23:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:24:02.661-02:00</updated><title type='text'>como um brinquedo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2HaBnTe-YI/AAAAAAAAACk/9u0aU_is_WU/s1600-h/brink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143631970699245954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2HaBnTe-YI/AAAAAAAAACk/9u0aU_is_WU/s320/brink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. as vezes me sinto um brinquedo.. sendo esquecido.. sendo deixado de lado.. soh lembrado qdo alguem quer brincar.. ou lembrar de coisas do passado..&lt;br /&gt;.. depois.. depois de mtas conversas.. mtas alegrias.. volto a ser uma pessoa.. e qro ser tratada como tal.. nada de solidao.. de angustias..&lt;br /&gt;.. apenas.. apenas esperancas.. de que amanha.. chova.. ou faca sol.. eu te veja.. eu te sinta.. apenas isso.. isso me fara sentir o q nem eu sentiria..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-7493816709672790274?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/7493816709672790274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=7493816709672790274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/7493816709672790274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/7493816709672790274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/como-um-brinquedo.html' title='como um brinquedo..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R2HaBnTe-YI/AAAAAAAAACk/9u0aU_is_WU/s72-c/brink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-1269737137107479445</id><published>2007-12-12T10:35:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T10:46:43.181-02:00</updated><title type='text'>solidao..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R1_YG6USljI/AAAAAAAAACc/7cKQe70qPbg/s1600-h/chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143066912725571122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R1_YG6USljI/AAAAAAAAACc/7cKQe70qPbg/s320/chuva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R1_VvqUSliI/AAAAAAAAACU/jP-jYucHRmo/s1600-h/071211_f_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. por mais pessoas que haja em minha volta.. me sinto soh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hj a chuva apareceu.. o som dela caindo sobre o meu telhado.. parecia qrer soar como musica.. e soou.. fikei ali parada ouvindo cada estalido de agua sobre a telha.. senti como se a chuva conseguisse chegar ate mim.. a chuva me faz pensar em milhares de coisas.. meu pensamento voa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dormi.. achei q ia ser abandonada pela chuva.. abri meus olhos.. bem de mansinho com medo de espanta-la.. ela ainda estava la fora.. me esperando.. me chamando.. fui ao seu encontro.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.. saudade dos banhos de chuva.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-1269737137107479445?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/1269737137107479445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=1269737137107479445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/1269737137107479445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/1269737137107479445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/solidao.html' title='solidao..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R1_YG6USljI/AAAAAAAAACc/7cKQe70qPbg/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-9062783155792698624</id><published>2007-12-11T14:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:53:21.683-02:00</updated><title type='text'>viva..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R16996USlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/0HmDpD9bpVU/s1600-h/10122007olho_f_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142756695827715602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R16996USlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/0HmDpD9bpVU/s320/10122007olho_f_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me sinto viva novamente.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minha mente cheia de confusoes.. me fazendo pensar cada dia mais.. e estar cada vez mais viva.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obrigado por me deixar desse jeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me fazer rir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pensar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouvir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e almejar.. cada minuto ao seu lado..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-9062783155792698624?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/9062783155792698624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=9062783155792698624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/9062783155792698624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/9062783155792698624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/viva.html' title='viva..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R16996USlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/0HmDpD9bpVU/s72-c/10122007olho_f_008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-4846181012293225655</id><published>2007-12-10T18:23:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:34:11.242-02:00</updated><title type='text'>o beijo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R12isaUSlgI/AAAAAAAAACE/SoWAjpMvd68/s1600-h/allstars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142445233389344258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R12isaUSlgI/AAAAAAAAACE/SoWAjpMvd68/s320/allstars2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. por tantas noites esperava calada o doce beijo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. por tantas horas a mais devia ter esperado??.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. os dois compartilhavam do mesmo medo!!.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. mas acont&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R12ib6USlfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9gcLbqqkZ5E/s1600-h/allstars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eceu.. como um impacto.. um impulso.. com o jeito simples de dois adolescentes que nao seguiam regras.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. apenas sentiram que ali era o momento.. que ali estava o desejo.. que nada mais podia impedir.. apenas que o Beijo era necessario..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. e a vontade de se encontrarem.. a vontade de se sentirem .. continua!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-4846181012293225655?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/4846181012293225655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=4846181012293225655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/4846181012293225655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/4846181012293225655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-beijo.html' title='o beijo..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FT5ca7YYzPs/R12isaUSlgI/AAAAAAAAACE/SoWAjpMvd68/s72-c/allstars2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10454325.post-6178430366681851359</id><published>2007-12-10T18:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:36:33.579-02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. suspiros ..</title><content type='html'>.. como um suspiro.. volto a escrever versos de amor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10454325-6178430366681851359?l=pekenamenina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/feeds/6178430366681851359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10454325&amp;postID=6178430366681851359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/6178430366681851359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10454325/posts/default/6178430366681851359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pekenamenina.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='.. suspiros ..'/><author><name>pekenininha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHBmfJeB5fY/TZ_GGoNCZBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DolntEmz5zw/s220/doli4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
