<?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-27772745</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:45:10.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imagina, hj a noite a lua se apagar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115654481204091040</id><published>2006-08-25T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:26:52.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentindo a fundo, toda a dor do mundo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115654481204091040?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115326383609838936</id><published>2006-07-18T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:03:56.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>por quase um segundo</title><content type='html'>será q vc ainda pensa em mim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115326383609838936?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115326383609838936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=115326383609838936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115326383609838936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115326383609838936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/por-quase-um-segundo.html' title='por quase um segundo'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115222000768077801</id><published>2006-07-06T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:06:47.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>queria me perder em alguém&lt;br /&gt;me entregar, mergulhar fundo..&lt;br /&gt;não!não é carência, é excesso de mim mesmo&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/27772745-115222000768077801?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115222000768077801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=115222000768077801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115222000768077801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115222000768077801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221994058210050</id><published>2006-07-06T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:05:40.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meu telefone é vermelho como o de clarice...</title><content type='html'>toca telefone,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo q seja p/ q eu dê o número de um terceiro,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo q a conversa dure um minuto,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo q não seja pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;toca pra eu ter a ilusão de ter sido lembrada por alguém.&lt;br /&gt;toca e me tira dessa terra de ninguém,&lt;br /&gt;toca pra eu me livrar desse sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;pq a solidão e o esquecimentome matam lentamente a cada minuto de silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;e nem buarque e sua linda voz acalmam meu tormento...&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221961658261516</id><published>2006-07-06T13:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:00:16.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="114557699796236324"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é q eu sinto muito!&lt;br /&gt;as cores&lt;br /&gt;as flores&lt;br /&gt;as dores&lt;br /&gt;amores&lt;br /&gt;eu sinto o mundo a fundo..&lt;br /&gt;sinto muito&lt;br /&gt;e isso é tudo q sinto&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115221961658261516?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115221961658261516/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221952344339573</id><published>2006-07-06T13:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:58:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="114557699796236324"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é q eu sinto muito1as coresas floresas doresamoreseu sinto o mundo a fundo..sinto muitoe isso é tudo q sinto&lt;br /&gt;posted by florzinha @ &lt;a title="permanent link" href="http://nandamila.blogspot.com/2006/04/q-eu-sinto-muito1-as-cores-as-flores.html"&gt;4:47 PM&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a class="comment-link" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11809239&amp;postID=114557699796236324" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11809239&amp;amp;postID=114557699796236324;"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11809239&amp;postID=114557699796236324&amp;amp;quickEdit=true"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, April 17, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="114530811112309647"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dos amores q tive,&lt;br /&gt;pouco posso falar&lt;br /&gt;100% irrealizados&lt;br /&gt;80% desprezíveis&lt;br /&gt;2 declarados&lt;br /&gt;1 imbecíl&lt;br /&gt;1 ainda amado&lt;br /&gt;só q agora, de outra forma,&lt;br /&gt;é q eu ainda sou nova e sinto mais do q quero e menos do q posso&lt;br /&gt;e a verdade é q eu não sei conquistar&lt;br /&gt;=~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro amor passou&lt;br /&gt;o segundo amor passou&lt;br /&gt;o terceiro amor passou&lt;br /&gt;mas o coração continua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viva drummond \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115221952344339573?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221943302712036</id><published>2006-07-06T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:57:13.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="114557699796236324"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="114497285094761827"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infelizmente nem tudo é exatamente como a gente quer..&lt;br /&gt;deixa chover....&lt;br /&gt;...dentro de mim..&lt;br /&gt; mas é branda essa chuva, veio pra limpar, me limpar..&lt;br /&gt;qd passar estarei pura.. como desejei antes..&lt;br /&gt;fora de mim naum há nada, algo comparado ao vazio negro da galáxia...e como me enternece essa escuridão&lt;br /&gt;os sons q tocam, saum conhecidos, mas hj tem outro significado..&lt;br /&gt;essas vozes q me fizeram sorrir e pensar hj só me dão vontade de fazer o mundo parar...&lt;br /&gt;mudei de fase de novo..&lt;br /&gt;como a lua e como cecília...e eu sou forte como clarice&lt;br /&gt;e tenho o coração do tamanho do mundo como drummond ou gostaria de ter...&lt;br /&gt;tow sem chão , mas ainda tenho meu céu..as mãos agradeço, levantei.. equilibrei..&lt;br /&gt;não estou feliz, mas estou serena..&lt;br /&gt;em paz com Deus..&lt;br /&gt;anciosa de td q estar por vir...&lt;br /&gt;com esperança..&lt;br /&gt;e com minhas asas q agoram tentam se adaptar a mim...e eu a elas&lt;br /&gt;pq depois do fim, só há espaço pra um recomeço...far far away&lt;br /&gt;a vida só vale a pena reinventada&lt;br /&gt;e os sorrisos, abraços e beijos, só valem a pena qd são sinceros...&lt;br /&gt;da vida o q me resta é esperar e esperar..&lt;br /&gt;pra q no final eu seja coroada rainha de mim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115221943302712036?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115221943302712036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=115221943302712036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221943302712036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221943302712036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/infelizmente-nem-tudo-exatamente-como.html' title=''/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221930684758400</id><published>2006-07-06T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:55:06.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eu olho as estrelas em busca de respostas.&lt;br /&gt;e as flores em busca de cheiros..&lt;br /&gt;eu olho nos olhos pra sentir verdadee&lt;br /&gt;olho na boca pra acalmar o desejo&lt;br /&gt;eu sinto um pequeno toque ignoro o mais alto grito&lt;br /&gt;eu pulo, canto altoooooo, choro, sorrio (eu naum sei escrever isso)&lt;br /&gt;eu pinto o sete..eu gosto de sol, mas naum gosto de suar,&lt;br /&gt; gosto de chuva a noite , q tráz aquele cheirinho, e o friozinho,&lt;br /&gt;eu gosto de doce :] de salgado,de poesia, de ler de música :]&lt;br /&gt;eu gosto de genteeeeeeee\o/e de jujuba,de cores e palavras ..&lt;br /&gt;principalmente as ditas ao pé do ouvido ^^&lt;br /&gt;amo abraços,  beijos e adooooro falar nada e olhar pro céu..&lt;br /&gt;me apaixono fácil, me desapaixono fácil ,&lt;br /&gt;eu sofro, e sinto..&lt;br /&gt;Deus sabe qt eu sinto, e as vezes era melhor não sentir..&lt;br /&gt;eu cansei de ser quem eu era.=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115221930684758400?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115221930684758400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=115221930684758400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221930684758400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221930684758400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/eu-olho-as-estrelas-em-busca-de.html' title=''/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-115221913415337200</id><published>2006-07-06T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:52:14.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>qts vezes eu escutei um sim, qd me diziam não!&lt;br /&gt;qts vezes eu vi verde onde só havia seca?&lt;br /&gt;qts beijos mal interpretados?&lt;br /&gt;qts sorrisos fantasiados?&lt;br /&gt;qts abraços fraternos eu transformei em abraços apaixonados?&lt;br /&gt;e do branco eu fiz azul,edas mãos asas,e das ruas céus...&lt;br /&gt;qts lágrimas desperdiçadas,&lt;br /&gt;tanto amor pra nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-115221913415337200?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115221913415337200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=115221913415337200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221913415337200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/115221913415337200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/qts-vezes-eu-escutei-um-sim-qd-me.html' title=''/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114920010559210924</id><published>2006-06-01T15:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:15:05.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouve..</title><content type='html'>vai&lt;br /&gt;me cala&lt;br /&gt;me aperta&lt;br /&gt;me prende&lt;br /&gt;me sente&lt;br /&gt;vem&lt;br /&gt;chega mais perto&lt;br /&gt;e me faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pq a dor não abafa o desejo&lt;br /&gt;pq aquele menino se foi eficou esse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114920010559210924?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114920010559210924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114920010559210924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114920010559210924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114920010559210924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/06/ouve_114920010559210924.html' title='ouve..'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114920001232320271</id><published>2006-06-01T15:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:13:32.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouve..</title><content type='html'>se era amor pq teve fim?&lt;br /&gt;se era amor pq td q ficou foi dor?&lt;br /&gt;se era amor pq só eu chorei?&lt;br /&gt;se foi amor?&lt;br /&gt;vá, vá e faça o favor de não olhar pra trás..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114920001232320271?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114920001232320271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114920001232320271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114920001232320271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114920001232320271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/06/ouve_114920001232320271.html' title='ouve..'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114919991256539636</id><published>2006-06-01T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:11:52.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouve..</title><content type='html'>amei&lt;br /&gt;amou&lt;br /&gt;então agora não chore pq td acabou,&lt;br /&gt;chore, chore sim, só um pouquinho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114919991256539636?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114919991256539636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114919991256539636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919991256539636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919991256539636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/06/ouve_01.html' title='ouve..'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114919983477211214</id><published>2006-06-01T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:10:34.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouve..</title><content type='html'>houve amor,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei q houve.&lt;br /&gt;nas cartas,"bilhetes", telefonemas,músicas, planos, lágrimas..&lt;br /&gt;houve amor nos pra sempres&lt;br /&gt;houve amor nos olhos qd juramos,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei, eu sinto,&lt;br /&gt;senti,&lt;br /&gt;mas agora, ouve amor&lt;br /&gt;eu sei q parece mentira, mas acabou..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114919983477211214?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114919983477211214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114919983477211214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919983477211214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919983477211214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/06/ouve.html' title='ouve..'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114919629636692001</id><published>2006-06-01T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:11:36.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>não</title><content type='html'>vc não chorou.&lt;br /&gt;acho até q nem sentiu tanto,&lt;br /&gt;q olhou, leu e  aceitou&lt;br /&gt;eeu q escrevi akilo aos prantos&lt;br /&gt;despedaçando-me a cada sílaba&lt;br /&gt;torcendo para q vc dissesse q não era do jeito q eu falava, q td podia se acertar, mas vc não disse isso, não disse nada...&lt;br /&gt;e no fundo eu sabia q ia ser assim..&lt;br /&gt;não vc não chorou, eu sim&lt;br /&gt;não, vc não sentiu, eu sim...&lt;br /&gt;vc se calou&lt;br /&gt;e nós nos perdemos por fim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114919629636692001?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114919629636692001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114919629636692001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919629636692001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114919629636692001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/06/no.html' title='não'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114851108388240847</id><published>2006-05-24T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:51:23.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de tudo q vi..</title><content type='html'>pode até ser q a felicidade não se esconda nem no passado, nem no futuro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei q certamente naumestá no presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e atrevo-me a dizer..&lt;br /&gt;vista de longe ela é taum mais brilhante..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114851108388240847?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114851108388240847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114851108388240847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851108388240847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851108388240847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/05/de-tudo-q-vi.html' title='de tudo q vi..'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114851084745510089</id><published>2006-05-24T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:47:27.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leve, Simples e  Distorcido</title><content type='html'>as vezes a vida é azul, os pássaros são verdes as rosas todas vermelhas , as ruas coloridas, e por mais sozinho, sempre nos sentimos acompanhados, até q o efeito passa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114851084745510089?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114851084745510089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114851084745510089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851084745510089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851084745510089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/05/leve-simples-e-distorcido_24.html' title='Leve, Simples e  Distorcido'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114851069222353526</id><published>2006-05-24T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:44:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hã?</title><content type='html'>pra q td esse barulho ?&lt;br /&gt;se é no silêncio q  nos encontramos?&lt;br /&gt;pq gritar se falando é tão mais fácil se expressar?&lt;br /&gt;pq td esse reboliço?&lt;br /&gt;se é na simplicidade q podemos enxergar?&lt;br /&gt;e continuamos procurar nos lugares errados, tudo o q não está lah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114851069222353526?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114851069222353526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114851069222353526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851069222353526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27772745/posts/default/114851069222353526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/2006/05/h.html' title='hã?'/><author><name>satine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690410232515780196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114851047882369035</id><published>2006-05-24T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:41:18.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eu quero um amor sincero, com trilha sonora, e imagens, fotos e viagens, quero compartilhar sorrisos e olhares , noites e paisagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero alguém q me escute , q tente me entender , alguém q me abrace eme escrevea, q sinta minha falta, e sinta ainda mais minah presença&lt;br /&gt;q me ame sem medo, orgulho ou pudor.&lt;br /&gt;q me veja de frente , esteja ao meu lado e não olhe pra tás...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114851047882369035?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27772745.post-114773649266930583</id><published>2006-05-15T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T16:41:32.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a cada passo dado na vida, levando em conta q todo passo é vital,mas cansada fico mais esfria o meu carnaval .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114773649266930583?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outrosonhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114773649266930583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27772745&amp;postID=114773649266930583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alguém dizer q te ama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umas lembranças&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das balas soft&lt;br /&gt;de ter só uma professora&lt;br /&gt;de não ter q decidir agora o q será de mim..&lt;br /&gt;de correr sem cansar&lt;br /&gt;de sorrir com palhaço&lt;br /&gt;de amar sem orgulho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uns olhares&lt;br /&gt;os q eu inventei..imaginei, sonhei, desejei e não tive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uns abraços&lt;br /&gt;os sinceros, demorados, apertados, de olhos fechados..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;de vazio extremo&lt;br /&gt;de ser só uma&lt;br /&gt;de simplesmente não ter pq sorrir&lt;br /&gt;nem chorar&lt;br /&gt;de solidão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27772745-114712331408568157?l=outrosonhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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