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type='text'>Jumper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/TIV5uSRllVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5uXlCctKlj8/s1600/salto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/TIV5uSRllVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5uXlCctKlj8/s320/salto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513947154871588178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é dia de mudanças...&lt;br /&gt;salto sem medo...&lt;br /&gt;esperava este futuro...&lt;br /&gt;em que encontro perspectivas...&lt;br /&gt;encontro soluções...&lt;br /&gt;uma porta abriu-se ...&lt;br /&gt;vou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-1947003793130077901?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia desapareço, &lt;div&gt;digo apenas o adeus à distância,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a ânsia em que vivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não me faz bem....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não faz bem aos outros, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;os que me ajudam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acreditam em mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por vezes desfaleço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje é apenas um desses dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricardo Azevedo &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/5439631-2216533587477056204?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/2216533587477056204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=2216533587477056204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2216533587477056204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2216533587477056204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/10/sem-rumo.html' title='Sem Rumo'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/StPOtUPRUdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mYlEGtqI6nw/s72-c/adios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-4947884049317419191</id><published>2009-10-12T15:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:33:50.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Little Thing Called Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrelPOP518g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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196px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SsyRW3Rz-FI/AAAAAAAAADs/1qaEkItUqNk/s320/nuvem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389842676037449810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pobres deles coitados&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;morreram novos com tanto ainda por fazer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;ainda verdes, pensavam percorrer o mundo inteiro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;mas o mundo não estava preparado para eles...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Sempre estiveram por lá, adormecidos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;contavam coisas bonitas, apesar de não vividas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;pensavam tudo saber, mas muito desconheciam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;ninguém tudo sabe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Eram poeira eram ar, inconsistentes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;mas sentiam com uma força inabalável&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;nada os quebrava nada os fazia temer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;erro deles, já que agora vivem com a triste agonia do sofrer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;O sofrimento tornou-os mais fortes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;ainda andam por cá, às vezes sem rumo sem norte&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;ainda sabem o que querem&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;desejam tudo e nada, encontrar o rumo e fugir da morte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ricardo Azevedo&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/5439631-7783976090161515317?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/7783976090161515317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=7783976090161515317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/7783976090161515317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/7783976090161515317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/10/pobres-deles-coitados-morreram-novos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SsyRW3Rz-FI/AAAAAAAAADs/1qaEkItUqNk/s72-c/nuvem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-5086248423353873135</id><published>2009-09-24T13:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:47:50.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não, não é cansaço...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrtqQk43t9I/AAAAAAAAADU/R8MceBd-bkw/s1600-h/cansado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrtqQk43t9I/AAAAAAAAADU/R8MceBd-bkw/s200/cansado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385014612464220114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="maintext"&gt;Não, não é cansaço... &lt;br /&gt;É uma quantidade de desilusão &lt;br /&gt;Que se me entranha na espécie de pensar, &lt;br /&gt;E um domingo às avessas &lt;br /&gt;Do sentimento, &lt;br /&gt;Um feriado passado no abismo...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Não, cansaço não é... &lt;br /&gt;É eu estar existindo &lt;br /&gt;E também o mundo, &lt;br /&gt;Com tudo aquilo que contém, &lt;br /&gt;Como tudo aquilo que nele se desdobra &lt;br /&gt;E afinal é a mesma coisa variada em cópias iguais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não. Cansaço por quê? &lt;br /&gt;É uma sensação abstrata &lt;br /&gt;Da vida concreta — &lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa como um grito &lt;br /&gt;Por dar, &lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa como uma angústia &lt;br /&gt;Por sofrer, &lt;br /&gt;Ou por sofrer completamente, &lt;br /&gt;Ou por sofrer como... &lt;br /&gt;Sim, ou por sofrer como... &lt;br /&gt;Isso mesmo, como... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quê?... &lt;br /&gt;Se soubesse, não haveria em mim este falso cansaço. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ai, cegos que cantam na rua, &lt;br /&gt;Que formidável realejo &lt;br /&gt;Que é a guitarra de um, e a viola do outro, e a voz dela!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque oiço, vejo. &lt;br /&gt;Confesso: é cansaço!...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-5086248423353873135?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/5086248423353873135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=5086248423353873135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5086248423353873135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5086248423353873135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-nao-e-cansaco.html' title='Não, não é cansaço...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrtqQk43t9I/AAAAAAAAADU/R8MceBd-bkw/s72-c/cansado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-3202645204065687544</id><published>2009-09-21T11:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:55:43.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor é uma companhia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVv3QW2FI/AAAAAAAAADM/QklkX6SRlKc/s1600-h/Companhia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVv3QW2FI/AAAAAAAAADM/QklkX6SRlKc/s320/Companhia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383866160319486034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O amor é uma companhia.&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei andar só pelos caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;Porque já não posso andar só.&lt;br /&gt;Um pensamento visível faz-me andar mais depressa&lt;br /&gt;E ver menos, e ao mesmo tempo gostar bem de ir vendo tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo a ausência dela é uma coisa que está comigo.&lt;br /&gt;E eu gosto tanto dela que não sei como a desejar.&lt;br /&gt;Se a não vejo, imagino-a e sou forte como as árvores altas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se a vejo tremo, não sei o que é feito do que sinto na ausência dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo eu sou qualquer força que me abandona.&lt;br /&gt;Toda a realidade olha para mim como um girassol com a cara dela no meio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-3202645204065687544?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/3202645204065687544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=3202645204065687544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/3202645204065687544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/3202645204065687544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-amor-e-uma-companhia.html' title='O amor é uma companhia'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVv3QW2FI/AAAAAAAAADM/QklkX6SRlKc/s72-c/Companhia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-6279668433536577688</id><published>2009-09-21T11:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:55:03.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVZEQQlzI/AAAAAAAAADE/KQjCZ5gGxN0/s1600-h/Dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVZEQQlzI/AAAAAAAAADE/KQjCZ5gGxN0/s320/Dreams.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383865768671745842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tenho pensamentos que, se pudesse revelá-los e fazê-los viver, acrescentariam nova luminosidade às estrelas, nova beleza ao mundo e maior amor ao coração dos homens." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-6279668433536577688?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/6279668433536577688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=6279668433536577688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/6279668433536577688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/6279668433536577688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/09/pensamentos.html' title='Pensamentos...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SrdVZEQQlzI/AAAAAAAAADE/KQjCZ5gGxN0/s72-c/Dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-7324025460482429109</id><published>2009-09-20T22:33:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:33:21.801+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida...</title><content type='html'>...és feita de momentos, no vídeo que se segue, relembraste-me alguns dos que tive, a primeira vez que a vi, o primeiro beijo e o suspirar de um: "...Bem vinda ao meu humilde elevador...e eu...já não aguento mais...", a nossa primeira noite...os inúmeros toques nas traseiras de outros carros já que a beijava e os meus pés levitavam e tirava o pé do travão...quando ela me disse que vinha para a minha cidade...o primeiro "Amo-te"...todos os beijos vivi-os com intensidade já que nunca deixei de estar apaixonado por ela...quando ela me fazia rir quando eu a fazia ri...vivi os momentos mais bonitos de sempre da minha vida, olho para trás e solto uma lágrima de alegria por a ter tido e outra de saudade...&lt;br /&gt;Só que o fim da historia é diferente do vídeo que se segue, se ficaria com ela até ao fim da minha vida? Talvez mas em vida...de que valeria amá-la para sempre e não poder ver o seu sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia já raramente nos falamos, não é fácil, eu falo por mim sempre que a vejo tremo...e sim apetece-me beijá-la, apetece-me agarrá-la para sempre...mas as coisas não funcionam assim ou então nunca a teria deixado sair desta casa...o problema é que de parte a parte desde o fim da relação que as coisas correm mal, dizemos coisas um ao outro que nos magoam, eu não o faço por mal e acredito que ela também não, mas tem acontecido com regularidade...ao fim ao cabo acho e mais uma vez falo por mim, que nutrimos um sentimento ainda muito forte um pelo outro...só espero que esteja tudo bem com ela...é uma mulher fantástica e deu-me muito, cresci bastante ao lado dela, nesta fase de separação também cresci muito...luto pela vida mas acordei à pouco tempo, durante este tempo todo o único problema que tinha era o facto de ela estar longe, lembrei-me que tenho um bastante grave para tratar e 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-7988775466030751939</id><published>2009-08-09T16:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:35:00.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Queres-me...</title><content type='html'>dizer alguma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;dizer o porquê desse silêncio?&lt;br /&gt;explicar porque é que ligas  e não falas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Queres-me...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-7988775466030751939?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/7988775466030751939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-1480483525637333884</id><published>2009-08-08T19:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:48:04.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E...</title><content type='html'>agora que chega a noite que nos deixa sem alento&lt;br /&gt;pesada com todo este sofrimento que me pesa nos ombros&lt;br /&gt;e não me deixa pensar, não me deixa fluir&lt;br /&gt;estou todo eu confuso, mas há uma coisa que é certa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fazes-me falta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-1480483525637333884?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-4863075944742729431</id><published>2009-08-08T13:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:16:06.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia...</title><content type='html'>...mil beijos para ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-4863075944742729431?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/4863075944742729431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=4863075944742729431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-757890382067839573?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/757890382067839573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=757890382067839573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/757890382067839573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/757890382067839573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/08/diz-me.html' title='Diz-me...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-6951348327869319015</id><published>2009-07-29T03:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:40:44.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foi...</title><content type='html'>...um prazer ver-te...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-6951348327869319015?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/6951348327869319015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=6951348327869319015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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adormecer&lt;br /&gt;Na palma da tua mão&lt;br /&gt;Conta ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Estória das crianças&lt;br /&gt;Para que ele reviva&lt;br /&gt;As velhas esperanças&lt;br /&gt;Mente ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mentiras cor-de-rosa&lt;br /&gt;Que as mentiras de amor&lt;br /&gt;Não deixam cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;E tu és a mentira mais gostosa&lt;br /&gt;De todas as mentiras que tu dizes&lt;br /&gt;Mente ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que cansado de sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Só deseja adormecer&lt;br /&gt;Na palma da tua mão&lt;br /&gt;Conta ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Estória das crianças&lt;br /&gt;Para que ele reviva&lt;br /&gt;As velhas esperanças&lt;br /&gt;Mente ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mentiras cor-de-rosa&lt;br /&gt;Que as mentiras de amor&lt;br /&gt;Não deixam cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;E tu és a mentira mais gostosa&lt;br /&gt;De todas as mentiras que tu dizes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-6726863619949953909</id><published>2009-07-28T11:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:20:21.384+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontem foi...</title><content type='html'>...dia de meter tudo em causa&lt;br /&gt;o passado, presente e futuro&lt;br /&gt;hoje sei lá ou o caralho&lt;br /&gt;olha está sol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-6726863619949953909?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/6726863619949953909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-1383527450410213536</id><published>2009-07-25T19:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:58:09.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não percebo...</title><content type='html'>o porquê de ligares e depois não falares...&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/5439631-1383527450410213536?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/1383527450410213536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=1383527450410213536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;assistir, viver, desfrutar e deixar-me ir com o vento,&lt;br /&gt;ser egoista e pensar em mim e só em mim,&lt;br /&gt;assusta-me a mutação que estou a sofrer ,&lt;br /&gt;já não sou o mesmo, continuo um animal,&lt;br /&gt;mas já não emocional, deixei de acreditar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-3024254244610717443?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/3024254244610717443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=3024254244610717443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/3024254244610717443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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diferente&lt;br /&gt;mas aqui...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-1037409591082263671?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/1037409591082263671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=1037409591082263671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/1037409591082263671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/1037409591082263671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/07/gostava-de.html' title='Gostava de..'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-37706710268864756</id><published>2009-04-29T12:42:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:35:43.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Curva dos Teus Olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/Sfg-KJ7kEeI/AAAAAAAAACI/v4qy8f7FWDg/s1600-h/olhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330078503178342882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/Sfg-KJ7kEeI/AAAAAAAAACI/v4qy8f7FWDg/s200/olhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A curva dos teus olhos dá a volta ao meu peito&lt;br /&gt;É uma dança de roda e de doçura.&lt;br /&gt;Berço nocturno e auréola do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Se já não sei tudo o que vivi&lt;br /&gt;É que os teus olhos não me viram sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folhas do dia e musgos do orvalho,&lt;br /&gt;Hastes de brisas, sorrisos de perfume,&lt;br /&gt;Asas de luz cobrindo o mundo inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;Barcos de céu e barcos do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Caçadores dos sons e nascentes das cores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfume esparso de um manancial de auroras&lt;br /&gt;Abandonado sobre a palha dos astros,&lt;br /&gt;Como o dia depende da inocência&lt;br /&gt;O mundo inteiro depende dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E todo o meu sangue corre no teu olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poema de &lt;em&gt;Paul Eluard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-37706710268864756?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/37706710268864756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-7642046916950642324</id><published>2009-04-20T16:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:36:02.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Novo Começo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SeyQSFrM6HI/AAAAAAAAACA/-yAhyih12t0/s1600-h/past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326791099707877490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SeyQSFrM6HI/AAAAAAAAACA/-yAhyih12t0/s320/past.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para trás e vejo tudo de bom que trouxeste à minha vida, antes de te conhecer era errante sem rumo, irresponsável, vivia bêbado na vida, ou num sonho mau, sem forças para lutar, sem forças para mudar, amorfo incompleto, bebia para esquecer, bebia para sobreviver...enfim...&lt;br /&gt;Lembro com saudade a noite em que tudo começou foi a melhor noite da minha vida, foi um momento mágico, fantástico,a paixão,o desejo.&lt;br /&gt;És única e eu que sempre me preocupei contigo, neste momento apetece-me desaparecer, não vou fazer nada por isso mas sinto-me a morrer, vivo numa angústia tremenda, o meu coração está a morrer está a apodrecer, vai deixar de bater, desejo-o a toda a hora a vida sem ti, não é vida!!! não faz sentido...morrerei de desgosto e espero que no fim a imagem que fique é a de nós juntos em harmonia, quero apagar esta memória de estar sem ti...&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te com todas as minhas forças e nesta altura de tristeza (mais que tristeza já passei por muito e nunca me senti tão destruído) quero que me libertem, quero ir, sonhar eternamente contigo, agora vou-me esconder mais um bocado no escuro e tentar que amanha tudo esteja diferente, tenho esperança mas não a quero ter, queria ir contigo até ao fim, queria conhecer o mundo contigo ao meu lado, queria fazer-te feliz todos os dias e fazer-te sentir a mulher mais especial do mundo e és...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito a 1/2/2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-7642046916950642324?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/7642046916950642324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=7642046916950642324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/7642046916950642324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/7642046916950642324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2009/04/um-novo-comeco.html' title='Um Novo Começo'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SeyQSFrM6HI/AAAAAAAAACA/-yAhyih12t0/s72-c/past.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-2131029653714633969</id><published>2009-04-18T11:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:36:18.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde está a luz???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SemvKV2AktI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FyRn_wJbRGc/s1600-h/SolarEclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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alcance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas não foi suficiente o sentimento mantenho-o&lt;br /&gt;Sim amo-te e muito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero o melhor para ti!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se não sou eu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não te quero é infeliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quanto tempo vou demorar a curar este enorme golpe neste meu coraçao que agora não para de sangrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem me dera que a luz voltasse e tudo isto não passa-se de um pesadelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se sonhar espero sonhar contigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escrito a 30 de Janeiro de 2009 à 1:48 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-2131029653714633969?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Arábia Saudita e ao Rei Abdullah que pela 1ª vez têm uma mulher no governo, para já é apenas uma, mas já é um princípio, os valores da igualdade entre as pessoas tem de ser cada vez mais implantado, vamos deixar de descriminar, vamos trabalhar juntos, tudo em prol de um mundo melhor, chega de guerra e agora mandem-me o caneco do Nobel da paz :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns pelo progresso amigos Sauditas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-5696614677964114730?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/5696614677964114730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=5696614677964114730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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na escuridão &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;pensava que já sabia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;mas não errante enganado andava&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;nem sequer o cheiro lhe tinha sentido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;O amor que me faz vibrar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;enche este coração e o fortalece a cada segundo que passa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;é grande, imenso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;maior que os oceanos, as estrelas e o universo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Descreve-lo não é tarefa fácil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;o amor é um sentimento complexo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;mas sem duvida o que mais mexe comigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;e se tu mexes comigo princesa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Por ti luto e vou contra todas as tempestades&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Esse teu sorriso que deixa-me louco&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;move montanhas e gosto de o ver sempre aceso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;qual farol que move de felicidade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;Gosto de olhar para ti a toda hora&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;decorar cada parte do teu corpo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;sentir todo o teu corpo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;beijar-te, acariciar-te, amar-te sem fronteira&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Escrito a 31/12/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-5475546506523791125?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/5475546506523791125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=5475546506523791125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5475546506523791125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5475546506523791125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/12/es-maravilhosa.html' title='És maravilhosa...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-6845131897933498704</id><published>2008-10-03T23:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:38:25.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospectiva</title><content type='html'>Olho para trás com saudade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mando um beijo aos que já partiram,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falta me fazem imensa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lembrança é boa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a presença seria melhor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vida tem destas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas como tenho feito sigo em frente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabeça erguida peito inchado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orgulho imenso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisões para breve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo volta para trás,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me apenas com ela,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim com ela,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mulher que amo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mulher que tem mais brilho que mil sois,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiante representa beleza ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apaixonado estou,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como era possível não estar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela dá-me carinho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incendeia meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insegurança por vezes sinto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falta-me tecto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma mão que me agarre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não me deixe cair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de profunda tristeza por vezes padeço,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas estás aqui,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que estás aqui,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para me agarrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito a 3/10/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-6845131897933498704?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/6845131897933498704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=6845131897933498704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/6845131897933498704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/6845131897933498704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/10/retrospectiva.html' title='Retrospectiva'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-263582387794873356</id><published>2008-07-09T11:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:37:59.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recomeçar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SI_RdsXo_3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TElwBMhrlhY/s1600-h/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228628000457162610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SI_RdsXo_3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TElwBMhrlhY/s400/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olho para trás já passou mais de um mês...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O rancor o ódio o amor a ansiedade acalmou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está na hora de dar um rumo diferente arriscado certamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou talvez aguentar e continuar e seguir um trilho por mim traçado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A passo firme sem hesitações...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um mês e meio não chega para tomar esta decisão...estou mais calmo mas não esqueço...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-263582387794873356?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/263582387794873356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-835136830648114484</id><published>2008-07-03T02:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:38:32.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/2566/meninomonstroff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 503px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="503" alt="" src="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/2566/meninomonstroff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confiei em ti com força inabalável&lt;br /&gt;apesar de me terem aconselhado a ser desconfiado&lt;br /&gt;eras a minha única família e o único que amava&lt;br /&gt;nunca pensei em vir a ser traído e de alguma forma ficar desconsertado;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje arrependo-me de ter confiado&lt;br /&gt;de te ter dado plenos poderes&lt;br /&gt;pensando que de alguma forma sempre salvaguardarias o meu e o teu futuro&lt;br /&gt;mas não traíste a minha confiança;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anos e anos a fio&lt;br /&gt;disseste coisas cruéis e desumanas&lt;br /&gt;hoje digo BASTA&lt;br /&gt;vamos partir para a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GUERRA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O post anterior mostra alguma amargura por momentos menos bons que a vida me proporcionou... Esta é a continuação de algo que sucedeu 5 dias após a publicação deste post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-835136830648114484?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/835136830648114484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=835136830648114484&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/835136830648114484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/835136830648114484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/07/confiana_03.html' title='Confiança'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando pela primeira vez morri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tive sincera esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de não voltar a sentir o que senti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os anos que se passaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiseram-me dar-me a conhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o lado negro da vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fizeram-me sofrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarrei-me à almofada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ela chorei baixinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não queria que soubessem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o que é faltar-me carinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de sentir o mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escondi-me atrás da lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não quis que a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha sorte fosse sua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BK-QSfurzxc/Rmb1lV0nIrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LweSTiNRhlg/s1600-h/boys+don%27t+cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5439631-8101628987942390311?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/8101628987942390311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=8101628987942390311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/8101628987942390311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/8101628987942390311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao 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src="http://devaneioimagens.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/janela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abro a janela do tempo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;penso como era a minha vida antes; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;errante reconhecido com cara mal lavada; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;costas curvadas, rosto inclinado para o chão;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor nunca me tinha sorrido... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se bem que antes tentado e não correspondido;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movo-me pelos sentimentos; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobretudo pelo maior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos brilham ao ver-te… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o teu sorriso é a fonte que me ilumina; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me motiva e faz querer dar-te mais e mais…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luz dos meus olhos;&lt;br /&gt;como setas o teu coração atingiu-me no âmago do coração;&lt;br /&gt;ver-te feliz encandeia minha alma e faz-me sorrir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5439631-3369781640891390260?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/3369781640891390260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=3369781640891390260&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/3369781640891390260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/3369781640891390260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/06/abro-janela-do-tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-7910715076653331463</id><published>2008-05-03T15:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:39:00.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercado do Bom Sucesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://staticblog.hi-pi.com/gisblogMnt-br-spaceblog/mjfs/images/gd/1183503223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://staticblog.hi-pi.com/gisblogMnt-br-spaceblog/mjfs/images/gd/1183503223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje passados bastantes anos deu-me um saudosismo saudável, estacionei o carro na zona do Bom Sucesso e entrei no mercado onde já não entrava há muitos anos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vieram-me cheiros e memórias que estavam perdidas no tempo, o mercado em termos arquitectónicos continua igual, deu-me pena foi ver vários espaços vazios, daquele que em tempos era um dos poucos sítios onde podíamos ver concentrados bens essenciais de consumo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de lá ir mas tenho saudades do tempo em que o mercado era super movimentado e criava um nervoso miudinho em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-7910715076653331463?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-8354773822925513408</id><published>2008-04-23T12:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:39:08.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais arte....</title><content type='html'>Aliza Shvarts (mais uma grande artista) quer expor videos de abortos aos quais se submeteu voluntáriamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-8354773822925513408?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/8354773822925513408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=8354773822925513408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/8354773822925513408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/8354773822925513408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/04/mais-arte.html' title='Mais arte....'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-5382681846396636065</id><published>2008-04-20T14:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:39:21.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se isto é arte...</title><content type='html'>Chamam-se artistas quando aquilo que são na verdade são loucos que deviam estar internados...Aqui há 2 semanas recebi um e-mail no qual um suposto "artista": guillermo habacuc vargas, resolveu numa exposição deixar um cão amarrado a morrer à fome e sede..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As imagens dizem td...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img339.imageshack.us/img339/5848/dscn8146pu4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/7937/navitividad4so6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/5720/dscn8153yv8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/5895/perritoho5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isto é arte???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O dito artista quer repetir a exposição com outro animal...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se ainda não assinaram e concordam que isto de arte não tem nada, assinem a petição: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/13031953/petition.html"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/13031953/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pensava que este artista era louco (e é) e que devia ser internado mas há quem queira mostrar o quão bela é a morte humana: Gregor Schneider quer expor doentes terminais nos seus ultimos dias de vida...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O MUNDO ESTÁ LOUCO E ISSO JÁ EU SABIA, NÃO SABIA ERA QUE O GRAU DE INSANIDADE ERA TÃO ALTO...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-5382681846396636065?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/5382681846396636065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=5382681846396636065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5382681846396636065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/5382681846396636065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/04/se-isto-arte.html' title='Se isto é arte...'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-2651183418803285293</id><published>2008-04-06T14:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:39:37.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O porquê de ter um blog....</title><content type='html'>Quando me iniciei no mundo dos blogs foi com um blog chamado &lt;a href="http://broupa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Broupa&lt;/a&gt;, o Broupa era um blog em que fazia uma especíe de sátira social, em que relatava situações que via no dia-a-dia ou que imaginava e que depois vieram mesmo a acontecer...enfim era um site disparatado com situações disparatadas do qual me arrependo de um dia ter apagado tudo!!!&lt;br /&gt;O Sopros foi um espaço que criei como se fosse um quarto só meu onde pudesse desabafar as minhas mágoas as minhas desilusões, um quarto onde largava as minhas lágrimas e a minha revolta...apaguei tudo e não me arrependo :)&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um espaço diferente mais alegre tal como eu, um homem diferente (para melhor sem dúvida) para já não escrevinhei muito, não que a inspiração seja pouca mas as palavras são escassas para relatar as emoções que vivo neste momento e essas digo nos olhos da pessoa que amo.&lt;br /&gt;Se sigo o teu blog doce Li é simplesmente por ser teu, pela maneira como escreves, pela tua frontalidade, pela tua sinceridade, pela revolta que algumas situações te causam e ai disparas multi-shots a tôrto e a direito lol :P !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És linda pincesa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-2651183418803285293?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/2651183418803285293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=2651183418803285293&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2651183418803285293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2651183418803285293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-porqu-de-ter-um-blog.html' title='O porquê de ter um blog....'/><author><name>Sussurro-te ao ouvido...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10536391873268548199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ikjSbSiP4K4/SG19dT28pDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/qKqpM4xJFaU/S220/28273723_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439631.post-2846939274233099698</id><published>2008-03-23T22:25:00.021Z</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:39:50.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca Pensei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://papagaio.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/amor-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://papagaio.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/amor-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://papagaio.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/amor-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensei que um dia me pudesse sentir assim...&lt;br /&gt;nunca pensei não saber o que era o amor...&lt;br /&gt;nunca pensei sentir no coração tal ardor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora sei falar de amor...&lt;br /&gt;agora sei o que é sentir-me a voar...&lt;br /&gt;agora sei o que é amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir radiante de alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir orgulhoso de te ter ao meu lado ...&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir único de peito inchado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De te ter...&lt;br /&gt;De te amar...&lt;br /&gt;de ter o maior coração do mundo a amar-me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo-te muito doce Li :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5439631-2846939274233099698?l=sopros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sopros.blogspot.com/feeds/2846939274233099698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5439631&amp;postID=2846939274233099698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2846939274233099698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5439631/posts/default/2846939274233099698'/><link 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