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href="http://www.imeem.com/simpleplan/video/8xFOqKj8/simple_plan_perfect_music_video/"&gt;Perfect - Simple Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/simpleplan/video/8xFOqKj8/simple_plan_perfect_music_video/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/simpleplan/video/8xFOqKj8/simple_plan_perfect_music_video/"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                    Hey dad look at me&lt;br /&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Did I grow up according to the plan ?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;And you can't change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be...perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;And we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be... perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think&lt;br /&gt;About the pain I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero?&lt;br /&gt;All the days you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;Now seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand another fight&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be... perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;And we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be... perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna make this&lt;br /&gt;right again&lt;br /&gt;Please don't turn your back&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;And we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;And we can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-7586106506312588247?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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curioso e certamente certo,sempre com um toque de humor,tipico do Alvim,claro!! Lolol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R5E5bHt5vvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k6RRgqfCuoI/s1600-h/getimage%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156966186406756082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R5E5bHt5vvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k6RRgqfCuoI/s320/getimage%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esta coisa de gostar de alguém não é para todos e, por vezes – em mais casos do que se possa imaginar – existem pessoas que pura e simplesmente não conseguem gostar de ninguém. Esperem lá, não é que não queiram – querem! – mas quando gostam – e podem gostar muito – há sempre qualquer coisa que os impede. Ou porque a estrada está cortada para obras de pavimentação. Ou porque sofremos de diabetes e não podemos abusar dos açucares. Ou porque sim e não falamos mais nisto. Há muita gente que não pode comer crustáceos, verdade? E porquê? Não faço ideia, mas o médico diz que não podemos porque nascemos assim e nós, resignados, ao aproximar-se o empregado de mesa com meio quilo de gambas que faz favor, vamos dizendo: “Nem pensar, leve isso daqui que me irrita a pele”.Ora, por vezes, o simples facto de gostarmos de alguém pode provocar-nos uma alergia semelhante. E nós, sabendo-o, mandamos para trás quando estávamos mortinhos por ir em frente. Não vamos.. E muitas das vezes, sabendo deste nosso problema, escolhemos para nós aquilo que sabemos que, invariavelmente, iremos recusar. Daí existirem aquelas pessoas que insistem em afirmar que só se apaixonam pelas pessoas erradas. Mentira. Pensar dessa forma é que é errado, porque o certo é perceber que se nós escolhemos aquela pessoa foi porque já sabíamos que não íamos a lado nenhum e que – aqui entre nós – é até um alívio não dar em nada porque ia ser uma chatice e estava-se mesmo a ver que ia dar nisto. E deu. Do mesmo modo que no final de 10 anos de relacionamento, ou cinco, ou três, há o hábito generalizado de dizermos que aquela pessoa com quem nós nos casámos já não é a mesma pessoa, quando por mais que nos custe, é igualzinha. O que mudou – e o professor Júlio Machado Vaz que se cuide – foram as expectativas que nós criamos em relação a ela. Impressionados?Pois bem, se me permitem, vou arregaçar as mangas. O que é díficil – dizem – é saber quando gostam de nós. E, quando afirmam isto, bebo logo dois dry martinis para a tosse. Saber quando gostam de nós? Mas com mil raios, isso é o mais fácil porque quando se gosta de alguém não há desculpas nem “ ai que amanhã não dá porque tenho muito trabalho”, nem “ ai que hoje era bom mas tenho outra coisa combinada” nem “ ai que não vi a tua chamada não atendida”.Quando se gosta de alguém – mas a sério, que é disto que falamos – não há nada mais importante do que essa outra pessoa. E sendo assim, não há sms que não se receba porque possivelmente não vimos, porque se calhar estava a passar num sítio sem rede, porque a minha amiga não me deu o recado, porque não percebi que querias estar comigo, porque recebi as flores mas pensava não serem para mim, porque não estava em casa quando tocaste.Quando se gosta de alguém temos sempre rede, nunca falha a bateria, nunca nada nos impede de nos vermos e nem de nos encontrarmos no meio de uma multidão de gente. Quando se gosta de alguém não respondemos a uma mensagem só no final do dia, não temos acidentes de carro, nem nunca os nossos pais se sentiram mal a ponto de nos impossibilitarem o nosso encontro. Quando se gosta de alguém, ouvimos sempre o telefone, a campaínha da porta, lemos sempre a mensagem que nos deixaram no vidro embaciado do carro desse Inverno rigoroso. Quando se gosta de alguém – e estou a escrever para os que gostam - vamos para o local do acidente com a carta amigável, vamos ter com ela ao corredor do hospital ver como estão os pais, chamamos os bombeiros para abrirem a porta, mas nada, nada nos impede de estar juntos, porque nada nem ninguém é mais importante, do que nós."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-8544445170030415061?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/8544445170030415061/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=8544445170030415061' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8544445170030415061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8544445170030415061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2008/01/mail-que-o-alvim-me-enviou-curioso-e.html' title='Mail que o Alvim me enviou.É curioso e certamente certo,sempre com um toque de humor,tipico do Alvim,claro!! 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problemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;que nos preocupam...que nos encha de força para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;continuar a lutar sem medo e levantar-nos quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;nos deixamos cair e seguir em frente nesta batalha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Adeus ano velho,Olá ano novo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quero aproveitar para deixar aqui escrito para todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;poderem ver,um OBRIGADO à minha mãe,pela dedicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;e preocupação incansável durante esta fase menos boa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;por que passei...quero-te sempre aki e quando morreres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;podes crer que as minhas mãos vão passar pelos teus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;olhos e mais uma vez toda a gente ficará a saber que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;te amo...À minha irmã Sofia,ao meu irmão António...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Obrigado pela força,por estarem lá...por me amarem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ao meu cunhado António Carlos,um simples beijo porque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;apesar de a maior parte das vezes teres estado a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;trabalhar,sei que também me adoras...eheh.Aos meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;filhos,n há nada para dizer!Vocês são a minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Marco,obrigada por estares comigo,pela atençao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;carinho,companhia,pela amizade e pelo esforço,porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;nunca pensei que conseguisse mudar 22 anos em 2 dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;e presentemente,acho que consegui!Mas se não te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;tivesses esforçado,nada daria certo!De resto acho que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;já sabes o que sinto por ti e n é perciso estar aki a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;dize-lo,eram só meras palavras...obrigado também pela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;dedicação e o amor que tens mostrado pelos miudos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;tens sido espectacular nesse aspecto,não ha palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;em relação a ti e a eles!Por fim,a ti Carla,a minha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;mana,neste texto ficaste em último,mas és tão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;importante como todos os que aqui estão e tu sabes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Adoro-te muito miúda,obrigada pela força,pela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;companhia,enfim,tu sabes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Bom,então um BOM 2008 for all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMO TODOS VOCÊS;MUITO!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-5000501893501405551?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/5000501893501405551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=5000501893501405551' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/5000501893501405551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Certa noite um homem teve um sonho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ele estava andando na praia co o Senhor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No céu escuro,projectaram-se cenas da sua vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em cada cena ele viu dois pares de pegadas na areia:um feito por&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ele e o outro pelo Senhor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a última cena da sua vida apareceu,ele olhou para trás,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para as pegadas na areia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O homem notou que muitas vezes ao longo do caminho de sua vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;havia apenas um par de pegadas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele também reparou que isso tinha acontecido nos piores momentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da sua vida.Isso aborreceu-o muito e perguntou ao Senhor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Senhor,Tu disseste-me que andarias comigo por todo o caminho,mas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;notei que durante os tempos de dificuldades há somente um par de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pegadas...Não compreendo porque me deixas-te quando mais percisei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de Ti!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Senhor respondeu:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Meu percioso filho,eu te amo e jamais te deixaria...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante os tempos de aflição,quando vês somente um par de pegadas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é porque eu te carreguei nos braços!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-3393550690684437180?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/3393550690684437180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=3393550690684437180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3393550690684437180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3393550690684437180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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queres que te diga,além de que te amo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;se o que quero dizer é que te AMO??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-7732212346355731066?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/7732212346355731066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=7732212346355731066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7732212346355731066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Será?????'/><title type='text'>O significado do meu nome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://text.glitter-graphics.net/crl/l.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://text.glitter-graphics.net/crl/u.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://text.glitter-graphics.net/crl/c.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://text.glitter-graphics.net/crl/i.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://text.glitter-graphics.net/crl/a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lúcia: &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Feminino de Lúcio,latim,luz.Nome que significa preocupação pelos outros e por tudo o que a rodeia.Pessoas que valorizam a amizade e a solidariedade.Costumam estar sempre dispostas a prestar toda a espécie de ajuda a quem a solicita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-430467934188565451?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/430467934188565451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=430467934188565451' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/430467934188565451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/430467934188565451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-significado-do-meu-nome.html' title='O significado do meu 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5EC7wmI/AAAAAAAAADU/RxarPFrI5BM/s200/discotecas2.jpg.w300h225%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sair à noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5UC7wnI/AAAAAAAAADc/xw8RdydlUoI/s1600-h/compo_nokia_e65_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018821230805618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5UC7wnI/AAAAAAAAADc/xw8RdydlUoI/s200/compo_nokia_e65_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telemóveis...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5UC7woI/AAAAAAAAADk/aA_BvnBQZJ4/s1600-h/Para+sempre,do+Paulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018821230805634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5UC7woI/AAAAAAAAADk/aA_BvnBQZJ4/s200/Para+sempre,do+Paulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rosas vermelhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5kC7wpI/AAAAAAAAADs/aqdw0ELzl6c/s1600-h/ethel%2520m%2520chocolates%2520in%2520las%2520vegas_B%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018825525772946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o5kC7wpI/AAAAAAAAADs/aqdw0ELzl6c/s200/ethel%2520m%2520chocolates%2520in%2520las%2520vegas_B%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;                       Chocolates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o50C7wqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eJ0KBdqk9YU/s1600-h/setubal1aa%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018829820740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03o50C7wqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eJ0KBdqk9YU/s200/setubal1aa%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;                   Setúbal,a minha cidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oV0C7whI/AAAAAAAAACs/y-mgXxfngao/s1600-h/amigos-121%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018211345449490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oV0C7whI/AAAAAAAAACs/y-mgXxfngao/s200/amigos-121%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                             Os meus amigos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oV0C7wiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5gYJqHADLbw/s1600-h/oracao_da_familia%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018211345449506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oV0C7wiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5gYJqHADLbw/s200/oracao_da_familia%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                              A minha familia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWEC7wjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SDo5vWxBrms/s1600-h/Musica%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018215640416818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWEC7wjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SDo5vWxBrms/s200/Musica%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                      Música...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWUC7wkI/AAAAAAAAADE/3pkEQnFRAOY/s1600-h/internet_explorer%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018219935384130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWUC7wkI/AAAAAAAAADE/3pkEQnFRAOY/s200/internet_explorer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                 Internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWUC7wlI/AAAAAAAAADM/O3o_oTCcakM/s1600-h/cacharel_amor_amor%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138018219935384146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03oWUC7wlI/AAAAAAAAADM/O3o_oTCcakM/s200/cacharel_amor_amor%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Perfume favorito...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                             Entre outras coisas....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-42359500412917192?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/42359500412917192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=42359500412917192' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-7995017237623120627</id><published>2007-11-28T19:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:47.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Axei simplesmente linda a foto'/><title type='text'>Amor de mãe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03BwkC7wgI/AAAAAAAAACk/vkLWLH6VBj4/s1600-h/amor_de_mae%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137975789953466882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03BwkC7wgI/AAAAAAAAACk/vkLWLH6VBj4/s400/amor_de_mae%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-7995017237623120627?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R03BwkC7wgI/AAAAAAAAACk/vkLWLH6VBj4/s72-c/amor_de_mae%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-9139090753621069983</id><published>2007-11-28T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:47.606Z</updated><title type='text'>O AMOR....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R027GkC7wfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFdRJ278AWM/s1600-h/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137968471329194482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R027GkC7wfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFdRJ278AWM/s320/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Que coisa selvagem é esta que nos verga,acabando por fazer ruir,sadicamente,as defesas que erguemos com tanto esforço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Refiro-me a um sentimento por alguém que não nos convém gostar,mas que acabamos por amar mesmo contra a nossa vontade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     É como se o amor nos encorralásse a um canto para nos dizer:"Rende-te,entrega-te,não vale a pena lutar..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Talvez seja romântico,mas também um bocado assustador,saber que o amor nos vencerá toda a vida,independentemente do sofrimento que nos causa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     E mesmo quando uma mulher já deu o seu grito de guerra,restaurando-se interiormente e acreditando-se imune aos seus perígos,não está livre de se cruzar com "ele" na rua e de socumbir ao seu desafio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Já alguma vez lhe aconteceu amar alguém,sabendo que a materialização desse amor arruinará todas as hipóteses de relaccionamento,de viabilidade,de sucesso??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Levamos vidas inteiras a tentar definir o amor,a dourá-lo,a romanceá-lo...mas a verdade é que ninguém ainda aprendeu a fórmula de evitar o seu sofrimento!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Esta história do amor é suspeita...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-9139090753621069983?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/9139090753621069983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=9139090753621069983' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/9139090753621069983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/9139090753621069983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-amor.html' title='O AMOR....'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R027GkC7wfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFdRJ278AWM/s72-c/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-7334007847869868742</id><published>2007-11-28T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:47.738Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137962428310208994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R021m0C7weI/AAAAAAAAACU/U47hE_vwW_Q/s400/rain%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;    Porque é que quando estamos felizes,esse sentimento dura tão pouco?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;    Simples!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;    Porque os nossos problemas ocupam tanto a nossa mente,que não damos pela felicidade passar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-7334007847869868742?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/7334007847869868742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=7334007847869868742' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7334007847869868742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7334007847869868742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/porque-que-quando-estamos-felizesesse.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R021m0C7weI/AAAAAAAAACU/U47hE_vwW_Q/s72-c/rain%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-3268042330880401411</id><published>2007-11-20T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:54:20.261Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiago Gabriel'/><title type='text'>Distância...</title><content type='html'>"Há coisas em que não se acredita se não se vir&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que não significam nada se estão de fora&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que nos puxam na sua direcção, como ímans do lado de fora da vida&lt;br /&gt;Há estados especiais da alma, em que a sua compreensão é profunda&lt;br /&gt;E entende os reversos, e as duplas faces de todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;Há dias em que uma tristeza do tamanho do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Invade o espírito e se instala como um longo feixe de nuvens baixas&lt;br /&gt;Chove, não chove, chove, não chove&lt;br /&gt;E cada segundo é um suplício e uma tortura&lt;br /&gt;O espírito olha para cima, e procura a direcção do Sol&lt;br /&gt;Mas todo o céu está encoberto e o espírito perdeu a orientação&lt;br /&gt;Não sabe se olha para o céu, ou para o fundo de um lago em que um falso céu se reflecte&lt;br /&gt;E espera. E aguenta. E conta até mil. Até dez mil. Até um milhão.&lt;br /&gt;Conta infinitamente à espera que algo mude&lt;br /&gt;À espera que a tristeza desabe ou, então, que um sol poderoso irrompa pelo dia.&lt;br /&gt;Mas os céus mantêm-se plúmbeos.&lt;br /&gt; O vento quase não sopra.&lt;br /&gt;E a tristeza, essa, não se dissipa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-3268042330880401411?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/3268042330880401411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=3268042330880401411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3268042330880401411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3268042330880401411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/distncia.html' title='Distância...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-7840237117561950230</id><published>2007-11-20T18:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:47.973Z</updated><title type='text'>Grande amigo!Flávio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MuQEC7wZI/AAAAAAAAABc/kxeYvBrwjTY/s1600-h/217046312.img[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134998853631328658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MuQEC7wZI/AAAAAAAAABc/kxeYvBrwjTY/s320/217046312.img%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Bem...e cá está ele!Um gajo impecável...tinha de te pôr no meu blog...Só te quero dizer que tenho muito orgulho em ter um amigo como tu...Gosto muito,mas muito de ti,mas isso tu já sabes!Quem nos viu e quem nos vê!txii..já lá vão tantos anos...Se já eramos bons,agora então...ahah és um ganda maluco,mas também se não o fosses não podias ser meu amigo,não é?Isto contagia-se pah...Espero que esta amizade continue assim para sempre,nem a distância a fez desaparecer!Obrigado por estares lá nos bons e maus momentos,obrigado pela força que tanto percisei,obrigado por seres quem és,obrigado por gostares de mim!Nunca mudes...Adoro-te xavalo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1639166358017443184-7840237117561950230?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/7840237117561950230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=7840237117561950230' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7840237117561950230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7840237117561950230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/grande-amigoflvio.html' title='Grande amigo!Flávio...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MuQEC7wZI/AAAAAAAAABc/kxeYvBrwjTY/s72-c/217046312.img%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-4326600263938487760</id><published>2007-11-20T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:48.281Z</updated><title type='text'>O significado do meu signo:BaLanÇa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MXP0C7wYI/AAAAAAAAABU/_erKDHH-BM0/s1600-h/balanca[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134973560568922498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MXP0C7wYI/AAAAAAAAABU/_erKDHH-BM0/s320/balanca%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perfil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – Sem os nativos do signo Balança o mundo seria pouco elegante. O que identifica os nativos do signo Balança é a sua maneira elegante e requintada de se comportar nas relações com os outros. Eles têm uma maneira muito descontraída de ser e parecem estar sempre de bem com a vida. O seu estilo de vida resume-se a uma só palavra: Estilo. Os nativos do signo Balança são amantes da paz e não suportam discussões e chatices, fazendo tudo para que as pessoas ao seu redor cheguem a um acordo. Dificilmente verá um nativo do signo Balança nervoso, mas se vir, será devido a alguma injustiça. São óptimos anfitriões e sabem deixar as pessoas muito à vontade, mesmo que a festa não seja deles. Puxam conversa facilmente, falam com toda a gente e detestam ficar sozinhos. São quase perfeitos! Pois é! São atraentes por natureza e têm um modo de se vestir com sofisticação e com uma certa sensualidade, o que os deixa muito charmosos. Preocupam-se sempre em demonstrar o bom gosto quando se apresentam em público. Mostram-se sempre calmos e tranquilos, e ninguém imagina que eles podem esconder a sua angústia em tomar decisões, e isto talvez seja a coisa mais difícil para eles. Procuram o equilíbrio em tudo, e escolher entre uma coisa e outra deixa-os em pânico, ainda mais quando há outras pessoas envolvidas. Não suportam magoar as pessoas e não será difícil concordarem com tudo, em vez de mostrarem a sua opinião mesmo que seja diferente. Por isso são sempre simpáticos! Para conquistar um nativo do signo Balança, é melhor dizer logo que irão gostar de qualquer coisas que eles façam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mulher(a pessoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– É o planeta Vénus que rege os nativos do signo Balança. Vénus é a Deusa do amor e da beleza. As Mulheres nativas do signo Balança são amantes da paz e têm uma delicadeza e sensualidade incríveis. Mesmo que não seja bonita, é tão charmosa e atraente que encanta uma legião de homens ao seu redor. E, mesmo assim, nem se dá conta de todo esse seu potencial de sedução. Adoram ser cobertas de presentes e mimos. Gostam de ser tratadas como pessoas especiais. Às vezes podem parecer um tanto ou quanto fúteis, importando-se com roupas, jóias, festas... mas terão sempre classe. Você Homem... crie um clima de romance e sofisticação e estará a garantir uma relação maravilhosa. Na intimidade, elas revelam ser amantes sensualíssimas. Só resta manter esse mesmo clima para sempre, que é o que elas desejam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Uma das grandes vantagens de ser amigo dos nativos do signo Balança é que vai conhecer muito mais gente. Eles adoram apresentar os amigos a um novo amigo. Geralmente preparam alguma coisa para esse momento: um passeio, um jantar ou qualquer coisa para integrar todos. Eles fazem amizades facilmente. Têm desde cedo essa capacidade e conhecem pessoas de todas as classes sociais e idades. Com o tempo, começam a seleccionar as pessoas que farão parte de seu grupo de “amigos do peito”. São muito conversadores e conhecem a vida de cada um. Algo que fazem muito bem é unir as pessoas. São um pouco casamenteiros, mas sabem construir os pares. Elogie sempre um nativo do signo Balança... ele agradece e pode favorecê-lo, apresentando-o a outras pessoas muito interessantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sexo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Para os nativos do signo Balança, sexo é algo muito natural, que envolve amor e carinho. São incapazes de ver sexo como algo malicioso e violento. São carinhosos e românticos. Quando a relação se torna mais íntima, os nativos do signo Balança mostram-se extremamente sensuais e receptivos. Um sussurro no ouvido e um carinho com a ponta dos dedos são capazes de provocar arrepios e despertar o desejo dos nativos do signo Balança. Mesmo nos momentos mais quentes de uma relação, é importante aquela dose de requinte e sofisticação. Luz de velas, vinho, música romântica... um cenário mágico para viver um grande amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-4326600263938487760?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/4326600263938487760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=4326600263938487760' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/4326600263938487760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/4326600263938487760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-significado-do-meu-signobalana.html' title='O significado do meu signo:BaLanÇa...'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0MXP0C7wYI/AAAAAAAAABU/_erKDHH-BM0/s72-c/balanca%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-7077712663323838508</id><published>2007-11-19T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:48.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para o meu pai...'/><title type='text'>Tantas saudades,tanta falta....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IlDEC7wXI/AAAAAAAAABM/a6-y9to2rjo/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134707259711668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IlDEC7wXI/AAAAAAAAABM/a6-y9to2rjo/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje senti saudades de ti...pai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Saudades de te ter,de te abraçar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Hoje senti saudades de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Saudades de te ver sorrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Saudades da tua cara,dos teus olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Hoje senti saudades de te olhar mais uma vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Saudades da tua voz,de te ouvir falar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Hoje senti saudades de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     de te ver a trabalhar,de te ouvir a rir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     pena não te ver envelhecer...ver-te chegar a casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Hoje olhei-me ao espelho,pensei em ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     no castanho dos meus olhos vi a saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     vi-te dentro do meu olhar e fiquei ali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     fiquei nos meus olhos à vontade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Pedi então a Deus para adormecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     que pudesse ver-te,ainda que a sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;        Não pude dormir pai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     não pude...porque a saudade foi mais forte que eu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     pôs-me a chorar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;P.S:Fazes-me muita falta pai...da tua Léleca que te ama muito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-7077712663323838508?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/7077712663323838508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=7077712663323838508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7077712663323838508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/7077712663323838508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/tantas-saudadestanta-falta.html' title='Tantas saudades,tanta falta....'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IlDEC7wXI/AAAAAAAAABM/a6-y9to2rjo/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-4118782846071785711</id><published>2007-11-19T23:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:48.598Z</updated><title type='text'>OBRIGADO MÃE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IfNkC7wWI/AAAAAAAAABE/MyjotNLkFe4/s1600-h/top[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134700843030528354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IfNkC7wWI/AAAAAAAAABE/MyjotNLkFe4/s320/top%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  "Obrigada pelas noites geladas em que senti o calor do teu corpo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pelo teu alimento,mais puro e suave;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pelas noites mal dormidas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pelo teu abraço;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pela tua força;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pela tua preocupaçao;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pelas tuas lágrimas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pelo teu sorriso sincero;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada por me ensinares o que é a vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada por me deixares ver o melhor para mim;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada por tentares confiar em mim e às vezes não conseguires;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pela minha existência;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pela tua coragem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada pela tua existência;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;   Obrigada por seres minha MÃE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-4118782846071785711?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/4118782846071785711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=4118782846071785711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/4118782846071785711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/4118782846071785711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/obrigado-me.html' title='OBRIGADO MÃE!!!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R0IfNkC7wWI/AAAAAAAAABE/MyjotNLkFe4/s72-c/top%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-8169100620646251272</id><published>2007-11-19T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:36:13.279Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='António Rogério de Lima Grego'/><title type='text'>Vou tentar sempre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  "Ainda que o tempo,o maior e mais implacável dos carrascos,intente sobre o meu corpo fisico,ele nunca terá poder sobre o meu pensar,meu saber e minha vontade,pois estes são eternos.Por isso e tão somente por isso que vou tentar sempre,porque nunca é tarde para tentar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-8169100620646251272?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/8169100620646251272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=8169100620646251272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8169100620646251272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8169100620646251272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/vou-tentar-sempre.html' title='Vou tentar sempre!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-8654865159327011997</id><published>2007-11-16T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:48.804Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esperança'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz3B20C7wSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VqA-D9l9ci4/s1600-h/esperanca[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133472297700278562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz3B20C7wSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VqA-D9l9ci4/s320/esperanca%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  A esperança é o alimento da alma ao qual sempre se mistura o veneno do medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  É a capacidade de menter o ânimo em circunstâncias que sabemos desesperadoras!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Também pode ser,talvez,um "amigo perigoso",do tipo que oculta a verdade para manter a convivência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  A esperança,passa como a lembrança de um hóspede que só ficou por um dia,disfarça a pena de viver,mais nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Pode haver coisa mais insensata do que considerar com admiração o que está distante?Considerar com despreso o que existe ao nosso redor e perseguir a sombra da não real esperança?Não!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Mascontudo,há sempre em nós um fundo de esperança que nos deixa acreditar no mal,a não ser quando nos encontramos frente a frente com ele.E por isso o Homem comete sempre o erro de não colocar limites às suas esperanças!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Ela,só ela.é a prova evidente da existencia de algo em que todos os seres vivos acreditam e procuram,mas que nenhum consegue encontrar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  E para terminar,porquê não pensar:Falamos de esperança,mas será que esperança não seja uma palavra mais suave para designar o medo?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-8654865159327011997?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/8654865159327011997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=8654865159327011997' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8654865159327011997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/8654865159327011997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/esperana-o-alimento-da-alma-ao-qual.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz3B20C7wSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VqA-D9l9ci4/s72-c/esperanca%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-2983333077525602663</id><published>2007-11-16T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:49.007Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susana e Rubén'/><title type='text'>Para os meus filhos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R5y12qbdUEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LEo0BLgcIeQ/s1600-h/captionit104230I197D39%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160199223766765634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R5y12qbdUEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LEo0BLgcIeQ/s400/captionit104230I197D39%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posso não ser a mãe perfeita,acho que isso n existe...mas apesar das birras,das fases dificeis e dos dias em que dão comigo em doida,eu amo vocês de tal maneira que ao dizer que vos amo sinto-me insatisfeita,porque a palavra "amo" não é suficiente para exprimir o que sinto por vocês...vocês são a minha vida,já não sei o que faria sem vos ter ao meu lado!Susana e Rubén,filhos,vocês são e sempre foram a minha companhia nas horas mais dificeis...presentemente só vocês me fazem lutar e pensar que vale a pena viver!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cada palavra nova,cada gesto,cada sorriso vosso são vitórias para mim...as vossas dores são as minhas,os vossos problemas são os meus,as vossas alegrias são também minhas...estou e estarei sempre ao vosso lado para tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Só espero que Deus me dê a sorte de vos ver crescer bem,saudaveis e cheios de vida,sem seguirem os maus caminhos que este mundo nos revela dia após dia...Espero tar a passar-vos a força e a coragem que tenho tido até hoje,porque esta vida não é fácil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enfim,não tenho muito mais para escrever,porque,como já disse,por mais que escreva não consigo exprimir o que sinto por vocês filhotes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S:Ser mãe dá trabalho,mas é a coisa mais fantástica que pode acontecer a uma mulher...é o sentimento mais lindo que conheço!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-2983333077525602663?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/2983333077525602663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=2983333077525602663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/2983333077525602663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/2983333077525602663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/para-os-meus-filhos.html' title='Para os meus filhos!'/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/R5y12qbdUEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LEo0BLgcIeQ/s72-c/captionit104230I197D39%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-3082074492008821506</id><published>2007-11-16T03:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:49.149Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para ti...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0JhkC7wRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VUISWdPiB5k/s1600-h/Photo0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133269622488547602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0JhkC7wRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VUISWdPiB5k/s320/Photo0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Quando eu morrer,quero as tua mãos nos meus olhos,quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  que a luz das tuas mãos amadas passem mais uma vez por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  sua frescura...quero sentir a suavidade que mudou o meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  destino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;    Quero que vivas,enquanto eu,adormecida te espero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  quero que continues a escutar o vento,que aspires o aroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  do mar que amámos juntos e que continues a pisar a areia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  que pisámos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;    Quero que tudo o quanto amo continue vivo em ti,que te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  amo acima de todas as coisas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;    Por isso,continua a florescer para que consigas tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  quanto o meu amor te ordena,para que a minha sombra passeie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  no teu olhar,para que assim todos conheçam a razão do meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;  amor"  AMO-TE MUITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-3082074492008821506?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/3082074492008821506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=3082074492008821506' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3082074492008821506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/3082074492008821506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/quando-eu-morrerquero-as-tua-mos-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0JhkC7wRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VUISWdPiB5k/s72-c/Photo0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-1054255426243944306</id><published>2007-11-16T02:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:49.301Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0HOEC7wQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZptLLi19NKk/s1600-h/421529410.img[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133267088457842946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0HOEC7wQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZptLLi19NKk/s400/421529410.img%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;As pessoas entram na nossa vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;por acaso,mas não é por acaso que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;permanecem! Foste das melhores pessoas que conheci até hoje...espero que esta amizade se mantenha assim para sempre para quando formos velhinhas ainda irmos curtir as duas para a night...hehe Adoro-te miúda!acho que a frase que escrevi acima diz tudo,enfim...és especial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639166358017443184-1054255426243944306?l=lmscim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/feeds/1054255426243944306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639166358017443184&amp;postID=1054255426243944306' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/1054255426243944306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639166358017443184/posts/default/1054255426243944306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lmscim.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-pessoas-entram-na-nossa-vida-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Lúcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314358919249008391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/SRocsmJf6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T8vory168HM/S220/ovpPgC424327-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0HOEC7wQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZptLLi19NKk/s72-c/421529410.img%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639166358017443184.post-7477485840637860956</id><published>2007-11-16T02:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:40:49.515Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grande Amigo'/><title type='text'>A carta que ainda hoje me faz chorar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0A1UC7wPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YgbQm0vuwHQ/s1600-h/images[4].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133260066186313970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BZNWzk9UAqM/Rz0A1UC7wPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YgbQm0vuwHQ/s320/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                    "Escuta lourinha,virá um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   em que serás capaz de dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   que não importa a dor nem a ofensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Saberás que há uma forma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   melhor de ser para ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Procura o arco-íris em cada tempestade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   voa como se fosses um anjo que o céu enviou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Adeus amiga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   vou partir,digo-te que vou partir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Mas ainda vais conseguir sentir-me aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Não é o fim,é perciso seres forte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   antes que a dor se transforme em medo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Faz a tua entrada no mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   descobre que há uma forma melhor de ser para ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Procura o arco-íris em cada tempestade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   assegura-te de que o amor está lá para ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   que serás sempre o amor de alguém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Os momentos em que brincávamos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   o modo como riamos e gritávamos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   foram vitórias que nunca esqueci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Só que nunca pensamos que cada um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   seguisse o seu caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Sei,persinto,que chegou a hora do adeus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Não te esqueças de que em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                   poderás sempre confiar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                     Ajudarte-ei a seguir o teu rumo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 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