<?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-9222519301971005752</id><updated>2011-10-08T14:57:23.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Herica Maitri</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2616914670255227646</id><published>2011-10-08T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:38:42.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninguém quer morrer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHnWym1ztVM/TpCKdD7wi9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/BjsRJaZssRI/s1600/57194396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHnWym1ztVM/TpCKdD7wi9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/BjsRJaZssRI/s400/57194396.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;"Ninguém quer morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mesmo as pessoas que querem chegar ao Paraíso não querem morrer pra estar lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mas, apesar disso, a morte é um destino de todos nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ninguém nunca escapou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;E deve ser assim, porque a morte é provavelmente a maior invenção da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;É o agente de transformação da vida. Ela elimina os antigos e abre caminho para os novos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Steve Jobs&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-2616914670255227646?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2616914670255227646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/10/ninguem-quer-morrer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2616914670255227646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2616914670255227646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/10/ninguem-quer-morrer.html' title='Ninguém quer morrer.'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHnWym1ztVM/TpCKdD7wi9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/BjsRJaZssRI/s72-c/57194396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1653541118316795302</id><published>2011-10-05T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:10:00.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qua se lá!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPPYivXf57Q/To0bvGrcpCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xj7MmJu6zrY/s1600/93253909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPPYivXf57Q/To0bvGrcpCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xj7MmJu6zrY/s400/93253909.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aguardando as férias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1653541118316795302?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1653541118316795302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/10/qua-se-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1653541118316795302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1653541118316795302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/10/qua-se-la.html' title='Qua se lá!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPPYivXf57Q/To0bvGrcpCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/xj7MmJu6zrY/s72-c/93253909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1328542090181026330</id><published>2011-06-23T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:24:19.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova perspectiva!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLXA24a7t0/TgNtxVdQW_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/aynRVhEGBy4/s1600/Nova_perspectiva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLXA24a7t0/TgNtxVdQW_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/aynRVhEGBy4/s400/Nova_perspectiva.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Os fatos não mudam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: x-large;"&gt;mas a mudança de pensamentos sobre a realidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: x-large;"&gt;traz mudança de atitudes diante dos fatos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: x-large;"&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/EzbTEI4BY8g/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzbTEI4BY8g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzbTEI4BY8g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1328542090181026330?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1328542090181026330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/06/nova-perspectiva.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1328542090181026330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1328542090181026330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/06/nova-perspectiva.html' title='Nova perspectiva!!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FzLXA24a7t0/TgNtxVdQW_I/AAAAAAAAAhg/aynRVhEGBy4/s72-c/Nova_perspectiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8853439712375041416</id><published>2011-06-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T21:20:21.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz (no) Dia Dos Namorados!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brtUFSUqbso/TfQxhizm18I/AAAAAAAAAhU/t5gqfvRVQGs/s1600/S5001526a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="357" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brtUFSUqbso/TfQxhizm18I/AAAAAAAAAhU/t5gqfvRVQGs/s400/S5001526a.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;E acabou aquele vazio, ao que chamam &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;Aquele medo, ao que chamam &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;PAIXÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;Aquela ilusão, ao que chamam&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;Acabou aquele nada, ao&amp;nbsp;que chamam &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;E... tudo passou a existir de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERDADE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu Te Amo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;(Herica Santos)&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-8853439712375041416?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8853439712375041416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/06/feliz-no-dia-dos-namorados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8853439712375041416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8853439712375041416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/06/feliz-no-dia-dos-namorados.html' title='Feliz (no) Dia Dos Namorados!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brtUFSUqbso/TfQxhizm18I/AAAAAAAAAhU/t5gqfvRVQGs/s72-c/S5001526a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6085900462187137839</id><published>2011-05-28T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:53:36.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autoentrevista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4DGg1y62aw/TeFIDyMA_8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YDF7aYUQTZU/s1600/espelho-beleza-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="381" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4DGg1y62aw/TeFIDyMA_8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YDF7aYUQTZU/s400/espelho-beleza-09.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nome&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Herica Silveira dos Santos (Herica Maitri).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Idade&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;30 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Estado civil&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Apaixonada e&amp;nbsp;Feliz! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Endereço atual&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Candeias - Jaboatão dos Guararapes - PE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;O que anda fazendo&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Amando, procurando progredir&amp;nbsp;espiritualmente e trabalhando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Melhor viagem&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Nova Descoberta&amp;nbsp; rsrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Idéia de felicidade&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Dormir tranquila e acordar entusiasmada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Talentos que gostaria de ter&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Saber cozinha e passar roupas... depois,&amp;nbsp;fazer maquetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Se pudesse escolher uma coisa&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Ser menos ansiosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Extravagância financeira mais recente&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Pré-base/Creme disfarce para poros e linhas finas FPS 20 (Avon Magix)&amp;nbsp;é&amp;nbsp;fantástica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Atividades ideais&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Estar com o meu amor, ler, escrever,&amp;nbsp;ouvir música e ver filmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Companhia indesejada&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;O medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Última vez que chorou&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; Esta semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="ft"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A&amp;nbsp;palavra do momento&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Resignação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="ft"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Frase marcante&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span class="ft" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;“A fala reflete o globo moral a que pertencemos.” (Emmanuel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="ft"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="ft"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O grande momento da sua vida&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;O PRESENTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;O que é realmente&amp;nbsp;importante&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;AMAR E SER AMADA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-6085900462187137839?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6085900462187137839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/autoentrevista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6085900462187137839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6085900462187137839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/autoentrevista.html' title='Autoentrevista'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4DGg1y62aw/TeFIDyMA_8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YDF7aYUQTZU/s72-c/espelho-beleza-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1677209620093252683</id><published>2011-05-28T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:11:21.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojMj6QaRoIM/TeE5-RHk_BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/4JLHVB9Di0k/s1600/sonhar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojMj6QaRoIM/TeE5-RHk_BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/4JLHVB9Di0k/s1600/sonhar.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hay un mundo a la vuelta de la esquina de tu mente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donde la realidad es un intruso y los sueños se hacen realidad".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Enciclopédia das coisas que nunca existiram)&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/9222519301971005752-1677209620093252683?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1677209620093252683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1677209620093252683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1677209620093252683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojMj6QaRoIM/TeE5-RHk_BI/AAAAAAAAAhM/4JLHVB9Di0k/s72-c/sonhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8082531811249321301</id><published>2011-05-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T17:26:11.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A importância das Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Bdh85chkw/TdXfiMTNU_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/qR19a1keAKg/s1600/SILNCI%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Bdh85chkw/TdXfiMTNU_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/qR19a1keAKg/s400/SILNCI%257E1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há muito tempo eu li, não lembro onde, a seguinte frase: “A maneira como uma coisa é dita, é tão importante quanto o que se diz”. A lembrança dessa frase me acorreu esta semana durante uma conversa, e me fez pensar na importância das palavras proferidas e ouvidas por nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim como existem palavras encorajadoras e construtivas, existem palavras que podem destruir sonhos, magoar, decepcionar. É preciso prestar atenção às palavras, atenção ao que se deve falar e, principalmente, atenção com o que o outro precisa ouvir. Devemos basear a nossa conversação na seguinte pergunta: O que eu estou doando junto com essas palavras? Doando sim, pois tudo o que falamos é uma parte de nós que estamos transferindo para alguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sempre que a nossa palavra censura, justifica, levanta, rebaixa, deprecia, louva, depreda, restaura, complica, auxilia, apóia, fere, abençoa ou condena seja a quem for, estamos fazendo o nosso próprio retrato. E isso acontece porque sendo as atitudes, os pensamentos, as idéias, as intenções dos outros, realidades dos outros - cujas origens autênticas não conseguimos penetrar - toda vez que nos referimos aos outros, estamos sempre efetuando a projeção parcial ou total de nós mesmos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Albino Teixeira pelo médium Chico Xavier – Livro: Astronautas do Além)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No livro Seara dos Médiuns, Emmanuel através de Chico Xavier, escreve a seguinte frase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“A fala reflete o globo moral a que pertencemos.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Analisa de onde vieram as palavras que te feriram. Em que globo moral está inserido o teu “agressor”, do quanto de compreensão, paciência, e equilíbrio emocional de tua parte ele necessita e o quanto ele pode te ajudar a pacificar as tuas emoções.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Não se joga pedras em árvores que não tenha frutos para dar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herica Maitri&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/9222519301971005752-8082531811249321301?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8082531811249321301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/importancia-das-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8082531811249321301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8082531811249321301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/importancia-das-palavras.html' title='A importância das Palavras'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Bdh85chkw/TdXfiMTNU_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/qR19a1keAKg/s72-c/SILNCI%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-7948770215493868499</id><published>2011-05-06T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:04:25.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para descontrair... Uma semana de muita chuva.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XqSwSTpahQ/TcSacaodqqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/yBKuns96b2Q/s1600/umbrellas-0407-460x360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XqSwSTpahQ/TcSacaodqqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/yBKuns96b2Q/s400/umbrellas-0407-460x360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMOS COMENTÁRIOS NAS RUAS DO RECIFE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agora, todo recifense tem casa com vista para o mar;&lt;br /&gt;- A Dilma está lançando o BALSA-familia aqui no Recife;&lt;br /&gt;- Pelo menos a COMPESA cumpriu o prometido: água e esgoto na casa de todo mundo;&lt;br /&gt;- A Marta disse para João da Costa: Relaxa e bóia!!!&lt;br /&gt;- O melhor serviço de entrega da cidade é do Submarino;&lt;br /&gt;- Ninguém mais, passa fome, Bolinho de Chuva é o que não falta;&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos assistir a chuva lá em casa hoje??&lt;br /&gt;- Quem acha que a água do mundo está acabando não mora em Recife;&lt;br /&gt;- Meu passeio ciclístico de hoje, fiz de pedalinho;&lt;br /&gt;- Depois de tanta chuva, Eduardo Campos anunciou a construção da hidroelétrica de Casa Forte/Parnamirim/Torre;&lt;br /&gt;- Aqui em recife não se fala mais direita e esquerda... agora é bombordo e estibordo!&lt;br /&gt;- Se a corrida das pontes fosse agora, o Cesar Cielo ia humilhar!&lt;br /&gt;- Depois do Airbag, os coletes salva vidas são os opcionais mais importantes nos carros do Recife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-7948770215493868499?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7948770215493868499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/para-descontrair-uma-semana-de-muita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7948770215493868499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7948770215493868499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/para-descontrair-uma-semana-de-muita.html' title='Para descontrair... Uma semana de muita chuva.'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XqSwSTpahQ/TcSacaodqqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/yBKuns96b2Q/s72-c/umbrellas-0407-460x360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-7175757565948635570</id><published>2011-05-05T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:53:51.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas Parvas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9esDuFzOXI/TcNiBH4nTRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/q7yG60HBnhY/s1600/1210910142QeRyziS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9esDuFzOXI/TcNiBH4nTRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/q7yG60HBnhY/s400/1210910142QeRyziS.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou me sentindo uma marionete sem fios de comando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um tripé perneta encostado na parede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alguém pode entender e resolver isso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois é... E não há nisso&amp;nbsp;nada que valha a pena entender ou que desperte o desejo de procurar uma solução.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só quando se vivencia uma situação de forma mais profunda é que se sabe de todas as variáveis que interferem ou ajudam no desenvolvimento (ou não) de uma solução racional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É diferente com quem está de fora... Visão racional sem a “pungência” das tais&amp;nbsp;variáveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conclusão: Faça o que sempre fez e guarde para você as suas Coisas e Palavras Parvas, por mais que lhe pareçam importantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ninguém, independente do grau de amor ou amizade,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;vai entende mesmo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje não quero mais falar, ou melhor, não quero mais ser ouvida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou mesmo cansada.&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/9222519301971005752-7175757565948635570?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7175757565948635570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/coisas-parvas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7175757565948635570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7175757565948635570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/05/coisas-parvas.html' title='Coisas Parvas'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9esDuFzOXI/TcNiBH4nTRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/q7yG60HBnhY/s72-c/1210910142QeRyziS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-989109392450543200</id><published>2011-04-21T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:09:01.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturidade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV02UNJv3CU/TbD98APtt8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/oVlxC2RHQyI/s1600/sexo-na-menopausa-o-encontro-entre-a-paixao-e-a-maturidade-31-314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV02UNJv3CU/TbD98APtt8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/oVlxC2RHQyI/s320/sexo-na-menopausa-o-encontro-entre-a-paixao-e-a-maturidade-31-314.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Aprendi que maturidade tem mais a ver com os tipos de experiências que se teve e o que você aprendeu com elas do que com quantos aniversários você celebrou.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maturidade é ter o poder de controlar a raiva e de resolver divergências sem violência ou destruição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ter paciência, disposição para abrir mão de um prazer imediato, com vistas a uma vantagem a longo prazo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maturidade é ter perseverança, é empenhar-se a fundo num programa, a despeito da oposição e dos contratempos desalentadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ter abnegação, é atender as necessidades alheias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É ter a capacidade de enfrentar o desagradável e a decepção sem nos tornarmos amargos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maturidade é ter humildade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Uma pessoa madura consegue dizer: "Perdoe-me”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E, quando fica provado que estava com a razão, não sente necessidade de se vangloriar: "Eu não disse?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maturidade significa credibilidade, integridade e cumprimento da palavra. Os imaturos encontram pretexto para tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;São os retardatários crônicos, os contadores de vantagens que falham no momento das crises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A vida dessas pessoas é um emaranhado de promessas não cumpridas, assuntos inacabados e amizades desfeitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maturidade é ter a capacidade de viver em paz com o que não se pode mudar.&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/9222519301971005752-989109392450543200?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/989109392450543200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/04/maturidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/989109392450543200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/989109392450543200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/04/maturidade.html' title='Maturidade...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV02UNJv3CU/TbD98APtt8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/oVlxC2RHQyI/s72-c/sexo-na-menopausa-o-encontro-entre-a-paixao-e-a-maturidade-31-314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-835786367100160678</id><published>2011-04-01T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:13:53.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dança é a linguagem oculta da alma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFPlqikd6tg/TZZ4By2vW-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oR6Ow_IdRP8/s1600/1209671835rEv26iE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFPlqikd6tg/TZZ4By2vW-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oR6Ow_IdRP8/s320/1209671835rEv26iE.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kKt2fW6Riao/TZZ4KTP4JmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dTD9AaZn_nM/s1600/12104377133YpA5R5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kKt2fW6Riao/TZZ4KTP4JmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dTD9AaZn_nM/s320/12104377133YpA5R5.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4tn8GMim_M/TZZ4RPLx5XI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zZ7vsa5WTQ0/s1600/1229444308A86zNdI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4tn8GMim_M/TZZ4RPLx5XI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zZ7vsa5WTQ0/s320/1229444308A86zNdI.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9222519301971005752-835786367100160678?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/835786367100160678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/04/danca-e-linguagem-oculta-da-alma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/835786367100160678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/835786367100160678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/04/danca-e-linguagem-oculta-da-alma.html' title='A dança é a linguagem oculta da alma...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vFPlqikd6tg/TZZ4By2vW-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oR6Ow_IdRP8/s72-c/1209671835rEv26iE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2136606541926723768</id><published>2011-03-27T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:38:55.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flagra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkb7SsuWYA/TY_z0O4Vj8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/LkP2V8702As/s1600/preto+e+branco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkb7SsuWYA/TY_z0O4Vj8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/LkP2V8702As/s400/preto+e+branco.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor, Flagraram-nos!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;Olha só as carinhas... Owowowwmmm&lt;br /&gt;Achei muito fofa essa foto.&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/9222519301971005752-2136606541926723768?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2136606541926723768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/03/flagra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2136606541926723768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2136606541926723768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/03/flagra.html' title='Flagra!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXkb7SsuWYA/TY_z0O4Vj8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/LkP2V8702As/s72-c/preto+e+branco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6822508942775833102</id><published>2011-02-06T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T07:02:12.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TU63FBlWXNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YUgCtkog-rw/s1600/invertida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TU63FBlWXNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YUgCtkog-rw/s200/invertida.jpg" width="107" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TU63aFG4YPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ys6AvpYhrvc/s1600/Jul25%252314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TU63aFG4YPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/ys6AvpYhrvc/s200/Jul25%252314.JPG" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando encontrar alguém e esse alguém fizer seu coração parar de funcionar por alguns segundos, preste atenção: pode ser a pessoa mais importante da sua vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se os olhares se cruzarem e, neste momento, houver o mesmo brilho intenso entre eles, fique alerta: pode ser a pessoa que você esta esperando desde o dia em que nasceu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se o toque dos lábios for intenso, se o beijo for apaixonante, e os olhos se encherem d'água neste momento, perceba: existe algo mágico entre vocês.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se o primeiro e o último pensamento do seu dia for essa pessoa, se a vontade de ficar juntos chegar a apertar o coração, agradeça: Deus te mandou um presente divino - o amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se um dia tiverem que pedir perdão um ao outro por algum motivo e em troca receber um abraço, um sorriso, um afago nos cabelos e os gestos valerem mais que mil palavras, entregue-se: vocês foram feitos um pro outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se por algum motivo você estiver triste, se a vida te deu uma rasteira e a outra pessoa sofrer o seu sofrimento, chorar as suas lagrimas e enxugá-las com ternura, que coisa maravilhosa: você poderá contar com ela em qualquer momento de sua vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você conseguir, em pensamento, sentir o cheiro da pessoa como se ela estivesse ali do seu lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você achar a pessoa maravilhosamente linda, mesmo ela estando de pijamas velhos, chinelos de dedo e cabelos emaranhados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você não consegue trabalhar direito o dia todo, ansioso pelo encontro que está marcado para a noite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você não consegue imaginar, de maneira nenhuma, um futuro sem a pessoa ao seu lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você tiver a certeza que vai ver a outra envelhecendo e, mesmo assim, tiver a convicção que vai continuar sendo louco por ela...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se você preferir morrer, antes de ver a outra partindo: é o amor que chegou na sua vida. E uma dádiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muitas pessoas apaixonam-se muitas vezes na vida, mas poucas amam ou encontram um amor verdadeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ou as vezes encontram e, por não prestarem atenção nesses sinais, deixam o amor passar, sem deixa-lo acontecer verdadeiramente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por isso, preste atenção nos sinais - não deixe que as loucuras do dia-a-dia a deixem cega para a melhor coisa da vida: O AMOR!&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/9222519301971005752-6822508942775833102?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6822508942775833102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/02/quando-encontrar-alguem-e-esse-alguem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6822508942775833102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6822508942775833102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/02/quando-encontrar-alguem-e-esse-alguem.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TU63FBlWXNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YUgCtkog-rw/s72-c/invertida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-550468903607907813</id><published>2011-01-30T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:51:58.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TUXsPE4Dy6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/xdCSG9WoWZw/s1600/S5001385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TUXsPE4Dy6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/xdCSG9WoWZw/s400/S5001385.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;"O verdadeiro amor nunca se desgasta. Quanto mais se dá mais se tem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;"Aquilo que provamos quando estamos apaixonados talvez seja o nosso estado normal. O amor mostra ao homem como é que ele deveria ser sempre."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Anton Tchekhov &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;"Um dia descobrimos que apaixonar-se é inevitáveL... Um dia percebemos que as melhores prova de amor são as mais simples..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;"Somente quando encontramos o amor, é que descobrimos o que nos faltava na vida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;"Nada é pequeno no amor. Quem espera as grandes ocasiões para provar a sua ternura não sabe amar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Laure Conan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;"Só existe uma lei no amor; tornar feliz a quem se ama."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Stendhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;É difícil para os indecisos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;É assustador para os medrosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Avassalador para os apaixonados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas, os vencedores no amor são os fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Os que sabem o que querem e querem o que têm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Sonhar um sonho a dois,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;e nunca desistir da busca de ser feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;é para poucos!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;"Mas o amor, que nunca tem juízo, nos prega peças quando e onde menos esperamos. Nunca nos sentimos tão inteiros como nesses primeiros tempos em que estamos fragmentados: tirados de nós mesmos e esvaziados de tudo o mais, plenos só do outro em nós. Nos sentimos melhore, mais bonitos, andamos com mais elegância, amamos mais os amigos, todo mundo foi perdoado, nosso coração é um barco para o qual até naufragar seria glorioso (ah, que naufrágios...)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Lya Luft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;"O amor, quando é maduro e bem-gostado, é feito bambu de lagoa: pode envergar, mas não tomba."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Times;"&gt;Jessier Quirino&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-550468903607907813?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/550468903607907813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/550468903607907813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/550468903607907813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-amor.html' title='O Amor...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TUXsPE4Dy6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/xdCSG9WoWZw/s72-c/S5001385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-9013435766629639988</id><published>2011-01-23T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T17:03:07.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTzO6PrlKmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4aVzDhOFG8g/s1600/S5001297b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTzO6PrlKmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4aVzDhOFG8g/s400/S5001297b.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos um para o outro, dessa argila&lt;br /&gt;De que são feitas as criaturas raras;&lt;br /&gt;Tens legendas pagãs nas carnes claras&lt;br /&gt;E eu tenho a alma dos faunos na pupila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às belezas heróicas te comparas&lt;br /&gt;E em mim a luz olímpica cintila,&lt;br /&gt;Gritam em nós todas as nobres taras&lt;br /&gt;Daquela Grécia esplêndida e tranquila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tanta a glória que nos encaminha&lt;br /&gt;Em nosso amor de seleção, profundo,&lt;br /&gt;Que (ouço ao longe o oráculo de Elêusis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia eu fosse teu e fosses minha,&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor conceberia um mundo&lt;br /&gt;E do teu ventre nasceriam deuses... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Raul de Leoni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-9013435766629639988?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/9013435766629639988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/argila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9013435766629639988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9013435766629639988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/argila.html' title='Argila'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTzO6PrlKmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4aVzDhOFG8g/s72-c/S5001297b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1591444939019291081</id><published>2011-01-17T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:07:32.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Porção Mágica da Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTT07vSp0DI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4BAtZJixqks/s1600/Apaixonados%255B1%255D_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTT07vSp0DI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4BAtZJixqks/s400/Apaixonados%255B1%255D_.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Espalhe que o amor não é banal. E que, embora estejam distorcendo o sentido verdadeiro dele nos tempos modernos de hoje, ele existe e é o ingrediente mais importante da vida, a própria porção mágica da Felicidade".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Amar é mudar a alma de casa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1591444939019291081?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1591444939019291081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/porcao-magica-da-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1591444939019291081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1591444939019291081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/porcao-magica-da-felicidade.html' title='A Porção Mágica da Felicidade'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TTT07vSp0DI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4BAtZJixqks/s72-c/Apaixonados%255B1%255D_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-7102218349467400336</id><published>2011-01-09T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:34:58.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSpT5CD4l9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/J5dPz9aOcRQ/s1600/gato_de_alice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSpT5CD4l9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/J5dPz9aOcRQ/s400/gato_de_alice.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Depois de Ter Você (Maria Bethânia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KcfV3ejFt2o"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Clique aqui para ver no Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ter você&lt;br /&gt;Pra que querer saber&lt;br /&gt;Que horas são?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é noite ou faz calor&lt;br /&gt;Se estamos no verão&lt;br /&gt;Se o sol virá ou não&lt;br /&gt;Ou pra que é que serve&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção como essa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ter você&lt;br /&gt;Poetas para quê?&lt;br /&gt;Os deuses, as dúvidas&lt;br /&gt;Pra que amendoeiras pelas ruas?&lt;br /&gt;Para que servem as ruas?&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ter você...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-7102218349467400336?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7102218349467400336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/depois-de-ter-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7102218349467400336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7102218349467400336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/depois-de-ter-voce.html' title='Feliz!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSpT5CD4l9I/AAAAAAAAAgA/J5dPz9aOcRQ/s72-c/gato_de_alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8435543806248785735</id><published>2011-01-02T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T17:06:02.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: Início!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSEgz9lZFTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2AUnqH5-Ns4/s1600/123632_Papel-de-Parede-Noite-de-Amor--123632_1440x900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSEgz9lZFTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2AUnqH5-Ns4/s400/123632_Papel-de-Parede-Noite-de-Amor--123632_1440x900.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa felicidade começou há algumas semanas, mas o que hoje me deixa &lt;em&gt;assaz feliz&lt;/em&gt; é pensar que nenhuma noite foi tão bonita quanto à noite passada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Todo cansaço chega a algum colo; todo olhar encontra um espelho; toda a vida tem significados que cabe a nós mesmos descobrir ou construir.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(LUFT, Lya - Secreta Mirada - p.149)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8435543806248785735?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8435543806248785735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-inicio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8435543806248785735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8435543806248785735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-inicio.html' title='2011: Início!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSEgz9lZFTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2AUnqH5-Ns4/s72-c/123632_Papel-de-Parede-Noite-de-Amor--123632_1440x900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2179995340298445135</id><published>2011-01-02T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:26:12.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TSEXgHW0ZsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/q4ErJ04Xf14/s1600/adeus-ano-velho-feliz-ano-novo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRqJ1E4jpdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nteH2MMSo2A/s1600/tumblr_l8nrh3MTHq1qbfzzpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRqJ1E4jpdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nteH2MMSo2A/s400/tumblr_l8nrh3MTHq1qbfzzpo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eu já sei o que meus olhos vão querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Impedidos de te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Vão querer chorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Um riso incontido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Perdido em algum lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Felicidade que transborda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Parece não querer parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Não quer parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Não vai parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eu já sei o que meus lábios vão querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Molhados de prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Vão querer beijar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;E o que na vida não se cansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;De se apresentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Por ser lugar comum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Deixamos de extravazar, de demonstrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Nunca me disseram o que devo fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Quando a saudade acorda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A beleza que faz sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Nunca me disseram como devo proceder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chorar, beijar, te abraçar, é isso que quero fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;É isso que quero dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eu já sei o que meus braços vão querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Na forma de um "C"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Vão te abraçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Um abraço apertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Pra você não escapar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Se você foge me faz crer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Que o mundo pode acabar, vai acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-7115001454230028924?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7115001454230028924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/quando-eu-te-encontrar-biquini-cavadao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7115001454230028924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7115001454230028924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/quando-eu-te-encontrar-biquini-cavadao.html' title='Quando eu te encontrar (Biquini Cavadão)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRqJ1E4jpdI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nteH2MMSo2A/s72-c/tumblr_l8nrh3MTHq1qbfzzpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-46161814304326792</id><published>2010-12-25T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:57:13.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais de mim (Vania Abreu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRbWDKzilBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Ij2_0F7QYzg/s1600/PIC_0135abc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRbWDKzilBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Ij2_0F7QYzg/s400/PIC_0135abc.jpg" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deixa eu te contar mais de mim&lt;br /&gt;Quero te mostrar quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Sou como o lugar de onde vim&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo começou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse brilho em meu olhar, é do mar&lt;br /&gt;É do mar que trago refletido&lt;br /&gt;Guardo a tua luz a me guiar&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho agora faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim morar&lt;br /&gt;Na tua cidade&lt;br /&gt;Só pra te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu te contar mais de mim&lt;br /&gt;Quero te mostrar quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Sou como o lugar de onde vim&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo começou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o vento em minha voz, minha voz&lt;br /&gt;Cantando nos coqueirais&lt;br /&gt;E o sorriso nunca mais a sós&lt;br /&gt;Somos nossos próprios carnavais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o que vem&lt;br /&gt;Após a quarta-feira&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Me torna metade ao ser inteira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-46161814304326792?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/46161814304326792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/mais-de-mim-vania-abreu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/46161814304326792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/46161814304326792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/mais-de-mim-vania-abreu.html' title='Mais de mim (Vania Abreu)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRbWDKzilBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Ij2_0F7QYzg/s72-c/PIC_0135abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4551549323588848133</id><published>2010-12-25T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T09:18:24.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRYj1d2PMKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/alZCAIZk15w/s1600/jesus.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRYj1d2PMKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/alZCAIZk15w/s400/jesus.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca escreveu um livro, mas nunca se escreveu tanto sobre uma pessoa quanto sobre ele;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca possuiu um exército e, mesmo sem a força das armas, vence povos e culturas por mais de dois mil anos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca ocupou um cargo na vida pública, porém a sua influencia na história fez de sua existência a de maior significado para a humanidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Foi perseguido, preso e crucificado, no entanto mais de 2,1 bilhões de pessoas o seguem, ainda nos dias de hoje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que neste Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;ELE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ilumine toda a sua vida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Feliz Natal!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;(Herica Maitri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"Existe no coração do homem um vazio do tamanho de Deus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;o qual, somente Jesus Cristo pode preencher".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;(Blaise Pascal, físico e filósofo francês).&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/9222519301971005752-4551549323588848133?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4551549323588848133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4551549323588848133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4551549323588848133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TRYj1d2PMKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/alZCAIZk15w/s72-c/jesus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5742572646646527411</id><published>2010-12-20T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T16:09:07.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recolher-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1Pr4J1XdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/iUzhxdXQSzg/s1600/Recolhida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1Pr4J1XdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/iUzhxdXQSzg/s400/Recolhida.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Às vezes é preciso recolher-se. O coração não quer obedecer, mas alguma vez aquieta; a ansiedade tem pés ligeiros, mas alguma vez resolve sentar-se à beira dessas águas. Ficamos sem falar, sem pensar, sem agir. É um começo de sabedoria, e dói. Dói controlar o pensamento, dói abafar o sentimento, além de ser doloroso parece pobre, triste e sem sentido. Amar era tão infinitamente melhor; curtir quem hoje se ausenta era tão imensamente mais rico. Não queremos escutar essa lição da vida, amadurecer parece algo sombrio, definitivo e assustador. Mas às vezes aquietar-se e esperar que o amor do outro nos descubra nesta praia isolada é só o que nos resta. Entramos no casulo fabricado com tanta dificuldade, e ficamos quase sem sonhar. Quem nos vê nos julga alheados, quem já não nos escuta pensa que emudecemos para sempre, e a gente mesmo às vezes desconfia de que nunca mais será capaz de nada claro, alegre, feliz. Mas quem nos amou, se talvez nos amar ainda há de saber que se nossa essência é ambigüidade e mutação, este silencio é tanto uma máscara quanto foram, quem sabe, um dia os seus acenos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lya Luft&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-5742572646646527411?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5742572646646527411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/recolher-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5742572646646527411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5742572646646527411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/recolher-se.html' title='Recolher-se'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1Pr4J1XdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/iUzhxdXQSzg/s72-c/Recolhida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8561291706984284316</id><published>2010-12-18T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:16:52.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente (Pedro Mariano)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1O2dsb_PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TmaWJwrEpjY/s1600/71029990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1O2dsb_PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TmaWJwrEpjY/s400/71029990.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;Aqui por você, uma eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Uma tarde inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente posso encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer distração, ruas da cidade&lt;br /&gt;Restos de uma feira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomo um atalho no lago&lt;br /&gt;Só pra te perder&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto olho os aviões&lt;br /&gt;Nada tremeu no ar&lt;br /&gt;Não vi nem um sinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente eu posso esperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente posso esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Da guerra ou da paz&lt;br /&gt;Uma eternidade, uma tarde inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calmamente posso contar&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens no céu&lt;br /&gt;Rostos na vidraça, flores nessa praça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desço a Consolação só pra coincidir&lt;br /&gt;Leio manchetes por aí&lt;br /&gt;Nada tremeu no ar&lt;br /&gt;Não vi nem um sinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim eu posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até deixar um recado na tarde&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que você vai sentir quando sentar-se a mesa&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples certeza&lt;br /&gt;Que agora é você quem espera por mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8561291706984284316?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8561291706984284316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/simplesmente-pedro-mariano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8561291706984284316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8561291706984284316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/simplesmente-pedro-mariano.html' title='Simplesmente (Pedro Mariano)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQ1O2dsb_PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TmaWJwrEpjY/s72-c/71029990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-991314835575621821</id><published>2010-12-13T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:59:03.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQbghDvAMsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jqRiz6NwGs0/s1600/jKf55vycGLSjpPG5MB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQbghDvAMsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jqRiz6NwGs0/s400/jKf55vycGLSjpPG5MB.jpg" width="341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Melhor o mundo seria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;se governassem na terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;as mães que algum dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;perderam um filho na guerra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;(Florbela Espanca)&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/9222519301971005752-991314835575621821?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/991314835575621821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/melhor-o-mundo-seria-se-governassem-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/991314835575621821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/991314835575621821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/melhor-o-mundo-seria-se-governassem-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQbghDvAMsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jqRiz6NwGs0/s72-c/jKf55vycGLSjpPG5MB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6740144063175009844</id><published>2010-12-12T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:56:26.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQTzzwSMJyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2G7DctGMoSA/s1600/S5001130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQTzzwSMJyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2G7DctGMoSA/s400/S5001130.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eu tenho um anjo... Ela não usa nenhuma asa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela usa um coração que pode derreter o meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela usa um sorriso que me faz querer cantar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela me dá presentes só com a sua presença.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela me da tudo que eu poderia desejar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela me da beijos só por voltar pra casa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Angel - Jack Johnson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6740144063175009844?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6740144063175009844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/caiu-do-ceu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6740144063175009844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6740144063175009844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/12/caiu-do-ceu.html' title='Anjo'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TQTzzwSMJyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2G7DctGMoSA/s72-c/S5001130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3752855655395541454</id><published>2010-11-27T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T08:07:29.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faço minhas as palavras dela...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TPEsm7kyx3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4K50TgPMGJw/s1600/S5001036b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="612" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TPEsm7kyx3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4K50TgPMGJw/s640/S5001036b.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu não sou boa nem quero sê-lo, contento-me em desprezar quase todos, odiar alguns, estimar raros e amar um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Florbela Espanca&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/9222519301971005752-3752855655395541454?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3752855655395541454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/faco-minhas-as-palavras-dela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3752855655395541454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3752855655395541454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/faco-minhas-as-palavras-dela.html' title='Faço minhas as palavras dela...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TPEsm7kyx3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/4K50TgPMGJw/s72-c/S5001036b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8682475795311416173</id><published>2010-11-23T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:25:42.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Girl (in the world)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOx4P67povI/AAAAAAAAAew/8YNv5p9kwwY/s1600/S5001032a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOx4P67povI/AAAAAAAAAew/8YNv5p9kwwY/s200/S5001032a.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOx9Mv19yfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/j6pXe9_Ti5E/s1600/S5001045a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOx9Mv19yfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/j6pXe9_Ti5E/s320/S5001045a.JPG" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOyE6bUBpaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ArBXBm0xmy0/s1600/S5001036a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOyE6bUBpaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ArBXBm0xmy0/s200/S5001036a.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm the only one that's in command&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz I'm the only one who understands how to make you feel like a man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only one...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8682475795311416173?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8682475795311416173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/only-girl-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8682475795311416173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8682475795311416173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/only-girl-in-world.html' title='Only Girl (in the world)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOx4P67povI/AAAAAAAAAew/8YNv5p9kwwY/s72-c/S5001032a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4825702570495799150</id><published>2010-11-20T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:49:53.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Que Eu Queria Hoje?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOhh4QX5b2I/AAAAAAAAAec/WmqTBpT6n88/s1600/Corpete.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOhh4QX5b2I/AAAAAAAAAec/WmqTBpT6n88/s1600/Corpete.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me Vestir &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lindamente&lt;/span&gt;... Só &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Desnudar&lt;/span&gt;... Me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Desejar&lt;/span&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Devorar&lt;/span&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E Depois...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cobrir de Beijos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Herica Maitri)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4825702570495799150?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4825702570495799150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-que-eu-queria-hoje.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4825702570495799150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4825702570495799150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-que-eu-queria-hoje.html' title='O Que Eu Queria Hoje?'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TOhh4QX5b2I/AAAAAAAAAec/WmqTBpT6n88/s72-c/Corpete.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3914081080556645801</id><published>2010-11-13T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:59:28.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Convite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TN77VPkgwDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7H2l-vqMLfs/s1600/OgAAAJysfWIVHo0lrkOOBTUQc0_kY3yGCzOY4c_mvyr7zI_oFvb4IabgRPvRvkfF86LWIkYxc-R5k5ZXODetKE-bHioAm1T1UCOoLLGAmimamcBoQWeFsW-vi-Ac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TN77VPkgwDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7H2l-vqMLfs/s400/OgAAAJysfWIVHo0lrkOOBTUQc0_kY3yGCzOY4c_mvyr7zI_oFvb4IabgRPvRvkfF86LWIkYxc-R5k5ZXODetKE-bHioAm1T1UCOoLLGAmimamcBoQWeFsW-vi-Ac.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não me importa saber como você ganha a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber o que mais deseja e se ousa sonhar em&lt;br /&gt;satisfazer seus anseios do seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa saber sua idade.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se você correria o risco de parecer tolo por amor,&lt;br /&gt;pelo seu sonho, pela aventura de estar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa saber que planetas estão em quadratura com sua lua.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero saber é se você já foi até o fundo de sua própria tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;se as traições da vida o enriqueceram&lt;br /&gt;ou se você se retraiu e se fechou, com medo de mais dor.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se você consegue conviver com a dor,&lt;br /&gt;a minha ou a sua, sem tentar escondê-la, disfarçá-la ou remediá-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se você é capaz de conviver com a alegria,&lt;br /&gt;a minha ou a sua, de dançar com total abandono&lt;br /&gt;e deixar o êxtase penetrar até a ponta dos seus dedos,&lt;br /&gt;sem nos advertir que sejamos cuidadosos, que sejamos realistas,&lt;br /&gt;que nos lembremos das limitações da condição humana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa se a história que você me conta é verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se é capaz de desapontar o outro para se manter fiel a si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Se é capaz de suportar uma acusação de traição e não trair sua própria alma,&lt;br /&gt;ou ser infiel e, mesmo assim, ser digno de confiança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se você é capaz de enxergar a beleza no dia-a-dia,&lt;br /&gt;ainda que ela não seja bonita,&lt;br /&gt;e fazer dela a fonte da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se você consegue viver com o fracasso, o seu e o meu,&lt;br /&gt;e ainda assim pôr-se de pé na beira do lago&lt;br /&gt;e gritar para o reflexo prateado da lua cheia: "Sim!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa saber onde você mora ou quanto dinheiro tem.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se, após uma noite de tristeza e desespero,&lt;br /&gt;exausto e ferido até os ossos, é capaz de fazer o que precisa ser feito&lt;br /&gt;para alimentar seus filhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa quem você conhece ou como chegou até aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se vai permanecer no centro do fogo comigo sem recuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa onde, o que ou com quem estudou.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber o que o sustenta, no seu íntimo, quando tudo mais desmorona.&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber se é capaz de ficar só consigo mesmo e se&lt;br /&gt;nos momentos vazios realmente gosta da sua companhia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oriah Mountain Dreamer, em O Convite)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3914081080556645801?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3914081080556645801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-convite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3914081080556645801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3914081080556645801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-convite.html' title='O Convite'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TN77VPkgwDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/7H2l-vqMLfs/s72-c/OgAAAJysfWIVHo0lrkOOBTUQc0_kY3yGCzOY4c_mvyr7zI_oFvb4IabgRPvRvkfF86LWIkYxc-R5k5ZXODetKE-bHioAm1T1UCOoLLGAmimamcBoQWeFsW-vi-Ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-504036454959508455</id><published>2010-11-07T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:32:58.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Como a primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TNd9EHciTbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7KYtXe6MsKs/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TNd9EHciTbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7KYtXe6MsKs/s400/untitled.bmp" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Me abres sempre pétala por pétala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como a primavera abre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tocando sutilmente, misteriosamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A sua primeira rosa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-504036454959508455?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/504036454959508455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/me-abres-sempre-petala-por-petala-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/504036454959508455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/504036454959508455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/11/me-abres-sempre-petala-por-petala-como.html' title='Como a primavera'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TNd9EHciTbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7KYtXe6MsKs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8331968076587042471</id><published>2010-10-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:41:11.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever been hurt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TMT6qhJCbzI/AAAAAAAAAds/lTBClgG1QXk/s1600/531-have-you-ever-been-hurt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TMT6qhJCbzI/AAAAAAAAAds/lTBClgG1QXk/s400/531-have-you-ever-been-hurt.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;...Amiga, temos um problema em nossas vidas chamado AMOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Este super virus nos leva às alturas e depois nos deixa no chão, na rua da amargura, ai o tempo nos é receitado como remédio e ao tomá-lo logo nos sentimos melhor, mas com algumas sequelas causadas pela infecção chamada memória ou saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Em alguns pacientes as duas infecções se apresentam, ai depois de superada as infecções o tempo age e tudo se resolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E tudo pq DEUS nos fez perfeitos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Prontos para adoecer, cicatrizar e se curar sucessivamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somos escravos apenas de nossas idéias e atitudes, então pare e analise:&amp;nbsp;Faz bem pra mim, agrido alguém? Não? Então faça!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se sim, então pode mudar ou não fazê-lo? Mude!!!..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(Edi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(Parte de uma&amp;nbsp;conversa entre&amp;nbsp;Edicléia e eu, via&amp;nbsp;msn no dia 23/10/2010.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8331968076587042471?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8331968076587042471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-you-ever-been-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8331968076587042471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8331968076587042471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-you-ever-been-hurt.html' title='Have you ever been hurt?'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TMT6qhJCbzI/AAAAAAAAAds/lTBClgG1QXk/s72-c/531-have-you-ever-been-hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6264518024451821540</id><published>2010-10-05T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:12:58.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despertar Desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TKvj9Lb6GRI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hHgIKdYnVM8/s1600/90599906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TKvj9Lb6GRI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hHgIKdYnVM8/s400/90599906.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Estive pensando no que realmente desperta o desejo de uma mulher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando uma fuga rápida pode valer a pena e ser muito prazerosa para uma mulher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para os homens o sexo pode ser bom em qualquer lugar e a qualquer hora mesmo que rápido, porém admirável é aquele homem que se preocupe em fazer desse momento rápido (e que provavelmente será prazeroso para ele) um momento de muito prazer também para a mulher. Mais admirável ainda é o homem que consegue despertar em uma mulher o desejo de fugir, o homem que consegue criar na mente dela um episódio capaz de excitá-la a ponto de querer largar tudo e fugir com ele pra qualquer lugar, a qualquer hora (mesmo que rapidinho)... E é muito simples, pois esse homem é simplesmente aquele que pensa no prazer dela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada excita mais uma mulher do que um homem que quer excitá-la, que diz o que faria para dar prazer e que cumpre com o que diz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse homem sabe criar situações luxuriantes na mente de uma mulher no melhor estilo, capaz de fazer esse momento ser tão satisfatório quanto as demoradas sessões de amor que ele sabe proporcionar sem nem pensar em deixar de lado o prazer dela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isso desperta o desejo de uma mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Herica Maitri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6264518024451821540?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6264518024451821540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/10/despertar-desejo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6264518024451821540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6264518024451821540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/10/despertar-desejo.html' title='Despertar Desejo'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TKvj9Lb6GRI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hHgIKdYnVM8/s72-c/90599906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3240784152312336434</id><published>2010-09-23T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:52:50.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que o Amanhã Seja Um Novo Dia! Uma Nova Vida! Um Novo Mundo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJt3t4rtFRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1_UX1E2sF1A/s1600/1213570654Tn9b72fa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJt3t4rtFRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1_UX1E2sF1A/s400/1213570654Tn9b72fa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todo dia é um novo dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheio de novas possibilidades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;novas pessoas e novas propostas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A vida é um banquete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se fechamos os olhos e ouvidos não conseguimos ver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nem escutar os sons e imagens que acontecem ao nosso redor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se fecharmos as portas do coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somos incapazes de sentir afeto, amor e gratidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixamos assim, o trem da existência passar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enquanto pensamos nas perdas do passado e nas possibilidades do futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Vida é AGORA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É essa tendência boba de pensar só nas perdas que nos faz perder ainda mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mais que a gente queira, ou não, as coisas vão continuar acontecendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Como um novo dia.&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/9222519301971005752-3240784152312336434?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3240784152312336434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/que-o-amanha-seja-um-novo-dia-uma-nova.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3240784152312336434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3240784152312336434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/que-o-amanha-seja-um-novo-dia-uma-nova.html' title='Que o Amanhã Seja Um Novo Dia! Uma Nova Vida! Um Novo Mundo!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJt3t4rtFRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1_UX1E2sF1A/s72-c/1213570654Tn9b72fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3343230939942209080</id><published>2010-09-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T09:08:35.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aceita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTiAexNQdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-_nn6EZZVsA/s1600/1254808668pHMSQez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTiAexNQdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-_nn6EZZVsA/s400/1254808668pHMSQez.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTjc4DxD_I/AAAAAAAAAck/pOp575FjYP0/s1600/1208376446l127UWG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTjc4DxD_I/AAAAAAAAAck/pOp575FjYP0/s400/1208376446l127UWG.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTjrLIxb-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/kF5OkcyhBtg/s1600/1209671835rEv26iE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTjrLIxb-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/kF5OkcyhBtg/s400/1209671835rEv26iE.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aceita a própria vida buscando melhorá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Abraça os que te cercam, doando-lhes auxilio.&lt;br /&gt;Nada exijas. Trabalha.&lt;br /&gt;Não condenes. Constrói.&lt;br /&gt;Se a provação chegou, acata-lhe os ensinos.&lt;br /&gt;Ser fiel a ti mesmo, serve, segue e não temas.&lt;br /&gt;Se te aceitas como és DEUS TE FARÁ FELIZ." &lt;br /&gt;(Emmanuel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3343230939942209080?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3343230939942209080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/aceita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3343230939942209080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3343230939942209080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/aceita.html' title='Aceita'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJTiAexNQdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-_nn6EZZVsA/s72-c/1254808668pHMSQez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-902595628205152781</id><published>2010-09-16T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:44:51.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJLkKKNBkeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UBHcdo5o4x4/s1600/abraco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJLkKKNBkeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UBHcdo5o4x4/s400/abraco.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O único transformador, o único alquimista que muda tudo em ouro, é o amor. O único antídoto contra a morte, a idade, a vida vulgar, é o amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anais Nin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-902595628205152781?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/902595628205152781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/902595628205152781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/902595628205152781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJLkKKNBkeI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UBHcdo5o4x4/s72-c/abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8976352926962534699</id><published>2010-09-13T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:13:23.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beleza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbRPnVwlmI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BIRMFIDbxOA/s1600/200459904-001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="367" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbRPnVwlmI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BIRMFIDbxOA/s400/200459904-001a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbRFIoxK_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/O9qyvAQ_xn0/s1600/200459907-001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbRFIoxK_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/O9qyvAQ_xn0/s400/200459907-001a.jpg" width="381" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A beleza é a única coisa preciosa na vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É difícil encontrá-la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas quem consegue descobre tudo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Charles Chaplin)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8976352926962534699?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8976352926962534699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/beleza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8976352926962534699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8976352926962534699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/09/beleza.html' title='Beleza'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbRPnVwlmI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BIRMFIDbxOA/s72-c/200459904-001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6477840198651598015</id><published>2010-08-29T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:01:10.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrela de Papel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbOYAr6DXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fflU6Z7q83E/s1600/Escravo+da+alegria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbOYAr6DXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fflU6Z7q83E/s400/Escravo+da+alegria.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Eu não vivo nesse mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Eu não tenho os pés no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Vou daqui pra lá voando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Me alimento de ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Acredito em cada sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Isso é o que me faz viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Se não sigo acreditando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Nunca que virá a ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;Para ter paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;É preciso fé em Deus, muita saúde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;E um pouco de amor a quem lhe quer bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;O resto vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;Devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Não convém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Dar a cara para bater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Dizer que não valeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Se tudo está pra acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Cumpre o teu papel de estrela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Minha estrela de papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Deve ter valido a pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Ter improvisado um céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Realiza o meu desejo, presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Que o tempo não deu pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Faça com que se arrebente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Minha fita do Bonfim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Nada de mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;Três desejos: fé em Deus, muita saúde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"&gt;E um pouco de amor a quem lhe quer bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6477840198651598015?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6477840198651598015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/estrela-de-papel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6477840198651598015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6477840198651598015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/estrela-de-papel.html' title='Estrela de Papel'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TJbOYAr6DXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fflU6Z7q83E/s72-c/Escravo+da+alegria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1413627397067570321</id><published>2010-08-21T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:04:48.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perturbada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/THCPPdfbfrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1SGDxSa9qXc/s1600/olhos-magicos02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/THCPPdfbfrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1SGDxSa9qXc/s400/olhos-magicos02.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso refazer&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;pergunta que você não respondeu antes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu&amp;nbsp;belo sorriso esconde&amp;nbsp;uma alma perturbada, mas um rosto triste influencia&amp;nbsp;facilmente e eu já tenho&amp;nbsp;o suficiente dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Tão engraçado que você ainda esteja por perto depois de&amp;nbsp;todos&amp;nbsp;estes anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Fugiu tantas vezes, mas sempre acaba aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu nunca pude pedir nada a você e tudo o que você me deu, você&amp;nbsp;me fez perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;É tudo muito triste pra mim.&amp;nbsp;É&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;muito difícil para mim acreditar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu tenho muito medo para pular, sou&amp;nbsp;burra demais para voar... Qual lado é mais forte nesta mente dupla face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Minto&amp;nbsp;todos os dias para manter a dor longe. Arrependo-me,&amp;nbsp;mas Deus sabe que meus pecados já estão grandes demais para pagar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;As lágrimas que eu esqueci o gosto, talvez eu devesse tentar lambe-las longe dos seus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;E embora eu tente&amp;nbsp;explicar o melhor que posso, você tinha que ser eu&amp;nbsp;para entender que&amp;nbsp;é tudo muito triste para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;É muito doloroso&amp;nbsp;e tão difícil para mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Me entregar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sorrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Esperar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Herica Maitri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1413627397067570321?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1413627397067570321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/meus-pecados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1413627397067570321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1413627397067570321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/meus-pecados.html' title='Perturbada'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/THCPPdfbfrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1SGDxSa9qXc/s72-c/olhos-magicos02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6937512894693698907</id><published>2010-08-15T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:34:40.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TGgkIyiAiyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/esa4YrsZtU0/s1600/sensual.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TGgkIyiAiyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/esa4YrsZtU0/s320/sensual.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Quando você quer alguma coisa, todo o Universo conspira para que você realize o seu desejo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu realmente acredito nessa frase... O desejo pode ser o mais antigo de todos... Mas movimenta o Mundo até que seja realizado o tão aguardado "Desejo"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Brener.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6937512894693698907?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6937512894693698907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/desejos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6937512894693698907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6937512894693698907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/desejos.html' title='Desejos...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TGgkIyiAiyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/esa4YrsZtU0/s72-c/sensual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1742315165392063618</id><published>2010-08-06T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T20:59:25.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyZkEWlCC5s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;(Clique aqui para ver o clipe)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFzZTZyUS1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/37sSAMN10dk/s1600/Foto0942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFzZTZyUS1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/37sSAMN10dk/s400/Foto0942.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Knew the signs&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't right&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid for a while&lt;br /&gt;Swept away by you&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confused,&lt;br /&gt;My heart's bruised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I never had your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Out of reach, couldn't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We were never meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Catch myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;From despair&lt;/div&gt;I could drown&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here&lt;br /&gt;Keeping busy everyday&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was&lt;br /&gt;So confused&lt;br /&gt;My heart's bruised&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;br /&gt;I never had your heart&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;We were never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So much hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So much pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Takes a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To regain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What is lost inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I hope that in time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You'll be out of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I'll be over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But now I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So confused,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My heart's bruised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Out of reach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I never had your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Out of reach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Couldn't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We were never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Out of reach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;You never gave your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In my reach, I can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There's a life out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1742315165392063618?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1742315165392063618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/out-of-reach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1742315165392063618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1742315165392063618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/out-of-reach.html' title='Out Of Reach'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFzZTZyUS1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/37sSAMN10dk/s72-c/Foto0942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5703469812033454372</id><published>2010-08-02T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:36:37.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Eu Esteja Numa Boa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFdjepsDwwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IRFGlW-Fdhc/s1600/Foto0959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFdjepsDwwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IRFGlW-Fdhc/s400/Foto0959.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo se não fizer nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo quando nada estiver legal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo se ficar e continuar doente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo se engordar 10 quilos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja bem, mesmo se estiver falida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo se perder meu cabelo e minha juventude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu seja grandiosa, mesmo não sendo mais a tal rainha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu seja grandiosa, mesmo não sendo uma sabe-tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu seja amada, mesmo entorpecendo a mim mesma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo que a verdade seja escondida de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu seja amada, mesmo quando estiver enfurecida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo sendo agarrada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, mesmo se perder a sanidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu esteja numa boa, quer com ou sem você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-5703469812033454372?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5703469812033454372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-eu-esteja-numa-boa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5703469812033454372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5703469812033454372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-eu-esteja-numa-boa.html' title='Que Eu Esteja Numa Boa'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFdjepsDwwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/IRFGlW-Fdhc/s72-c/Foto0959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6000069844432002087</id><published>2010-07-29T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:41:05.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mulher de 30 anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFIzfQtzXYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cD0FlZDxE2k/s1600/Foto0903a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFIzfQtzXYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cD0FlZDxE2k/s400/Foto0903a.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uma mulher de trinta anos tem atrativos irresistíveis para um rapaz... Com efeito, uma jovem tem ilusões, muita inexperiência, e o sexo é bastante cúmplice do amor... ao passo que uma mulher conhece toda a extensão dos sacrifícios que tem a fazer. Lá onde uma é arrastada pela curiosidade, por seduções estranhas à do amor, a outra obedece a um sentimento consciente. Uma cede, a outra escolhe... dando-se, a mulher experiente parece dar mais do que ela mesma, ao passo que a jovem, ignorante e crédula, nada sabendo, nada pode compara nem apreciar... Uma nos instrui, nos aconselha... a outra quer tudo aprender... Para uma jovem seja amante, precisa ser muito corrompida, e então é abandonada com horror, enquanto uma mulher possui mil modos de conservar a um tempo seu poder e sua dignidade... A jovem... acredita Ter dito tudo despindo o vestido; mas uma mulher... se esconde sob mil véus... afaga todas as vaidades... Chegando a essa idade, a mulher sabe consolar em mil ocasiões em que a jovem só sabe gemer. Enfim, além de todas as vantagens de sua posição, a mulher de trinta anos pode se fazer jovem, desempenhar todos os papéis, ser púdica e até embelezar-se com a desgraça".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6000069844432002087?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6000069844432002087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/mulher-de-30-anos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6000069844432002087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6000069844432002087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/mulher-de-30-anos.html' title='A mulher de 30 anos'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TFIzfQtzXYI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cD0FlZDxE2k/s72-c/Foto0903a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6666131482319988212</id><published>2010-07-21T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:46:07.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pois é (Chico Buarque)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEeRjQRZlGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gCbat8Dy12E/s1600/aog65162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEeRjQRZlGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gCbat8Dy12E/s400/aog65162.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é!&lt;br /&gt;Fica o dito e o redito&lt;br /&gt;Por não dito&lt;br /&gt;E é difícil dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que foi bonito&lt;br /&gt;É inútil cantar&lt;br /&gt;O que perdi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taí!&lt;br /&gt;Nosso mais-que-perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Está desfeito&lt;br /&gt;O que me parecia&lt;br /&gt;Tão direito&lt;br /&gt;Caiu desse jeito&lt;br /&gt;Sem perdão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então!&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçar minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Somos sempre bons amigos&lt;br /&gt;É muita mentira para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje na solidão&lt;br /&gt;Ainda custo&lt;br /&gt;A entender como o amor&lt;br /&gt;Foi tão injusto&lt;br /&gt;Prá quem só lhe foi&lt;br /&gt;Dedicação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é! Então!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6666131482319988212?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6666131482319988212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6666131482319988212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6666131482319988212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Pois é (Chico Buarque)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEeRjQRZlGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gCbat8Dy12E/s72-c/aog65162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6638184752901383597</id><published>2010-07-20T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:19:54.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEZYn2-u4oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ki15EmN_zRQ/s1600/5807746_G65U0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEZYn2-u4oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ki15EmN_zRQ/s400/5807746_G65U0.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu escolho um homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que não duvide de minha coragem,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que não me acredite inocente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que tenha a coragem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de me tratar como uma mulher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anaìs Nin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6638184752901383597?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6638184752901383597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/escolha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6638184752901383597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6638184752901383597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/escolha.html' title='Escolha.'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TEZYn2-u4oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ki15EmN_zRQ/s72-c/5807746_G65U0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4387431430957227692</id><published>2010-07-02T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:49:59.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo de um Sr. Podólatra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6h6XkrW1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/soK8glgCcQM/s1600/S5003416a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6h6XkrW1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/soK8glgCcQM/s400/S5003416a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6iF96MN_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/q9T991okBoo/s1600/S5004903a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6iF96MN_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/q9T991okBoo/s400/S5004903a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6iMO9mCMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/o5W19YTPFzo/s1600/S5004899a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6iMO9mCMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/o5W19YTPFzo/s400/S5004899a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Feliz do homem que faz da diversidade do mundo os seus mais diversos mundos. E por que digo isso? Justamente porque hoje foi um dia fatídico a todos nós brasileiros, cuja desolação após o jogo da copa não me parece merecer maiores pormenores... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Prefiro esquecer o&amp;nbsp;efêmero mundo da Jabulani e postergá-lo para o vindouro quadriênio. Por ora, entrego-me à felicidade da podolatria, o "nosso" mundo cotidiano e ainda discretíssimo para "todos". E isso seria bom ou ruim? Não me cabe responder, apenas provocar. Contemple essas fotos e tire suas conclusões. Em uma era de corrida desesperada dos incautos a qualquer topo capital existente, regalo-me na incursão semi-plana da bela geografia dos pés da minha querida e admirada Herica. Passaria horas descrevendo os detalhes que me são gritantes, felizmente, e que aos olhos da&amp;nbsp;maioria tão visíveis quanto o ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem mais me alongar, um brinde à forma, à linguagem própria, à textura, à beleza, à naturalidade, ao amor e principalmente, à felicidade deste mundo que você ajuda a construir, Herica! Beijos com carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sr. Juliano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4387431430957227692?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4387431430957227692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-mundo-de-um-sr-podolatra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4387431430957227692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4387431430957227692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-mundo-de-um-sr-podolatra.html' title='O mundo de um Sr. Podólatra...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TC6h6XkrW1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/soK8glgCcQM/s72-c/S5003416a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-9124140621008242078</id><published>2010-06-24T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:13:25.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contos de Fadas... (Modernos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Outro dia procurando uma imagem para o blog achei uma foto da coleção&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Contos de Melissa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou fã de sandálias plásticas e não lembro quando tive uma dessas em minha vida! Mas tenho que admitir que a marca das sandálias de plástico mais desejadas pelas&amp;nbsp;garotas modernas e descoladas (incluindo minha irmã) sempre inova&amp;nbsp;e surpreende positivamente (incluindo a mim).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Dessa vez a referência veio dos contos de fada e as fotos&amp;nbsp;representam&amp;nbsp;um universo lúdico, com árvores, anões, carruagens, muitas cores, príncipes&amp;nbsp;e as fadas em versões bem mais "assanhadas e sensuais" do que estamos acostumados a ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Vejam vocês e digam:&amp;nbsp;Estas fotos&amp;nbsp;merecem ou não&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;(até eu) compre uma Melissa (um dia)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E sejam felizes para sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinderella...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQUVIuXheI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_8G_rUv8to4/s1600/0,,11338904-EX,00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQUVIuXheI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_8G_rUv8to4/s400/0,,11338904-EX,00.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-9124140621008242078?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/9124140621008242078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/contos-de-fadas-modernos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9124140621008242078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9124140621008242078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/contos-de-fadas-modernos.html' title='Contos de Fadas... (Modernos)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQUVIuXheI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_8G_rUv8to4/s72-c/0,,11338904-EX,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4860026697396570897</id><published>2010-06-24T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:39:03.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Toque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQIccVWKeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gzDXYWRNYW8/s1600/83.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQIccVWKeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gzDXYWRNYW8/s400/83.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O corpo da mulher, como muitos instrumentos, depende de quem o toca."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4860026697396570897?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4860026697396570897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-toque.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4860026697396570897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4860026697396570897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-toque.html' title='O Toque'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TCQIccVWKeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gzDXYWRNYW8/s72-c/83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1954839777929123385</id><published>2010-06-19T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:34:41.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero sempre mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TB03xUR_DZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CprmGB8SzV4/s1600/acordando.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TB03xUR_DZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CprmGB8SzV4/s400/acordando.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso mudar todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Prá escapar da rotina&lt;br /&gt;Dos meus desejos por seus beijos...&lt;br /&gt;E os meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Eu procuro acordar&lt;br /&gt;E perseguir meus sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a realidade que vem depois&lt;br /&gt;Não é bem aquela que planejei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero sempre mais!&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero sempre mais!&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero sempre mais!&lt;br /&gt;De ti!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso hoje estou tão triste&lt;br /&gt;Por que querer está tão longe de poder?...&lt;br /&gt;E quem eu quero está tão longe&lt;br /&gt;Longe de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Longe de mim!&lt;br /&gt;Longe de mim!&lt;br /&gt;Longe de mim!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1954839777929123385?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1954839777929123385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-quero-sempre-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1954839777929123385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1954839777929123385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-quero-sempre-mais.html' title='Eu quero sempre mais'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TB03xUR_DZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CprmGB8SzV4/s72-c/acordando.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5455509721039584841</id><published>2010-06-13T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:01:50.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuidado é o Amor que a mulher entende...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TBWNXnMYwgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eRk37KWXVNk/s1600/abraco2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TBWNXnMYwgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eRk37KWXVNk/s400/abraco2.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não há amor fora da experiência do cuidado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vida requer cuidado, os amores também. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O amor é uma atividade, não um afeto passivo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é um ato de firmeza, não de fraqueza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é propriamente dar, e não receber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-5455509721039584841?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5455509721039584841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/cuidado-e-o-amor-que-mulher-entende.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5455509721039584841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5455509721039584841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/cuidado-e-o-amor-que-mulher-entende.html' title='Cuidado é o Amor que a mulher entende...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TBWNXnMYwgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eRk37KWXVNk/s72-c/abraco2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6167631549000344679</id><published>2010-06-05T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:38:49.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Você é má</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAre0-0FkkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9HOtYneBVuo/s1600/Foto0063a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAre0-0FkkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9HOtYneBVuo/s400/Foto0063a.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Vá se danar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você dá nada a ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Nem um olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Nunca falou tudo bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Tem, mas não dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Sorrir jamais lhe convém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é má&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas há de ter um bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você dá nada a ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Vá se danar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Danada, não perde o trem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe nadar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas nada sabe de alguém que sabe amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero ser seu bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é má&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é maluca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é malina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é malandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Só não é massa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você magoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você massacra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você machuca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você mata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Vá se danar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você dá nada a ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Nunca dará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Nem mesmo um simples amém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;A deus dirá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Diz que não vai à belém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é má&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas pode ter um bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você dá nada a ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Vá se danar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Danada, finge tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe negar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Jamais dará a quem tem demais pra dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas eu serei seu bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é má&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é maluca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é malina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é malandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Só não é massa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você magoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você massacra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;E você machuca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Você mata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6167631549000344679?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6167631549000344679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/voce-e-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6167631549000344679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6167631549000344679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/voce-e-ma.html' title='Você é má'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAre0-0FkkI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9HOtYneBVuo/s72-c/Foto0063a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1928248662959123751</id><published>2010-06-05T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:35:59.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mata Virgem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAqg8GnsJgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5xVk_KPb0zQ/s1600/Foto0075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAqg8GnsJgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5xVk_KPb0zQ/s400/Foto0075.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é um pé de planta&lt;br /&gt;Que só dá no interior&lt;br /&gt;No interior da mata&lt;br /&gt;Coração do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Você é roubar manga&lt;br /&gt;Com os moleques no quintal&lt;br /&gt;É manga rosa, espada&lt;br /&gt;Guardiã no matagal&lt;br /&gt;Qual flor de uma estação&lt;br /&gt;Botão fechado eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Se amadurecendo&lt;br /&gt;Pra se abrir pro meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Qual flor de uma estação&lt;br /&gt;Botão fechado eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Se amadurecendo&lt;br /&gt;Pra se abrir pro meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Úmida de orvalho&lt;br /&gt;Que o sol não enxugou&lt;br /&gt;Você é mata virgem&lt;br /&gt;Pela qual ninguém passou&lt;br /&gt;É capinzal noturno&lt;br /&gt;Escuro e denso protetor&lt;br /&gt;De um lago leve e morno&lt;br /&gt;Teu oásis seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Qual flor de uma estação&lt;br /&gt;Botão fechado eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Se amadurecendo&lt;br /&gt;Pra se abrir pro meu amor&lt;br /&gt;qual flor de uma estação&lt;br /&gt;Botão fechado eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Se amadurecendo&lt;br /&gt;Pra se abrir pro meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Úmida de orvalho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Que o sol não enxugou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Você é mata virgem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pela qual ninguém passou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;É capinzal noturno&lt;/div&gt;Escuro e denso protetor&lt;br /&gt;De um lago leve e morno&lt;br /&gt;Teu oásis seu amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1928248662959123751?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1928248662959123751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/mata-virgem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1928248662959123751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1928248662959123751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/mata-virgem.html' title='Mata Virgem'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAqg8GnsJgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5xVk_KPb0zQ/s72-c/Foto0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2646898212988299719</id><published>2010-06-05T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:19:59.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planos de Papel (Raul Seixas)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAprAV3PRkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/_S766wHGYWQ/s1600/Flor.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAprAV3PRkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/_S766wHGYWQ/s400/Flor.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deus, eu passo os sete dias úteis&lt;br /&gt;Traçando nove dias fúteis&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo planos de papel&lt;br /&gt;Em quartos cinzas de aluguel&lt;br /&gt;E vou dormir&lt;br /&gt;Entre as paredes do hotel do sossego&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim no contracanto do meu leito&lt;br /&gt;Guardo um punhal cravado ao peito&lt;br /&gt;Tingindo a cama e o lençol&lt;br /&gt;Por uma fresta me invade o sol&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou deitar&lt;br /&gt;Entre as palmeiras desenhadas nos jornais&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, mas que você espera de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Que o consumado eu vá repetir, não&lt;br /&gt;Não, o que me importa nesse instante&lt;br /&gt;É esse não importar constante&lt;br /&gt;É esse sorriso que eu guardei&lt;br /&gt;Nessa gaveta a qual fechei&lt;br /&gt;Pra&amp;nbsp;eu dormir&lt;br /&gt;Com a cabeça no lugar que eu deixei&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-2646898212988299719?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2646898212988299719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/planos-de-papel-raul-seixas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2646898212988299719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2646898212988299719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/planos-de-papel-raul-seixas.html' title='Planos de Papel (Raul Seixas)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAprAV3PRkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/_S766wHGYWQ/s72-c/Flor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1198312878509420319</id><published>2010-06-01T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:10:40.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAWhO0R8TsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/F9yIVbPbq1A/s1600/Blind_by_echo2me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAWhO0R8TsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/F9yIVbPbq1A/s400/Blind_by_echo2me.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu ando tão down&lt;br /&gt;Fugir parece o ideal&lt;br /&gt;Mas sem você, amor&lt;br /&gt;Será que dá pé?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não faço fé&lt;br /&gt;Que as coisas vão melhorar&lt;br /&gt;Sofrer de amor&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa tão devagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em você, em mim, o meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Se eu olho para o lado vejo só você chegar&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora chovendo&lt;br /&gt;Aqui dentro você me perdendo&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não posso mais te namorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ando tão down&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho até natural&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite vem&lt;br /&gt;Só você não vem prá mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente não era assim&lt;br /&gt;Nessa história quem tem razão?&lt;br /&gt;Será você? Quem sabe...&lt;br /&gt;Será que não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1198312878509420319?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1198312878509420319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1198312878509420319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1198312878509420319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/06/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/TAWhO0R8TsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/F9yIVbPbq1A/s72-c/Blind_by_echo2me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4906484323517898707</id><published>2010-05-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:09:29.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É o Que Me Interessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9q8eVg2WtQ"&gt;Clique Aqui Para Ver e Ouvir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_yQuBOr7nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zEOQI2KyL7A/s1600/1213966384g3GmG8m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_yQuBOr7nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zEOQI2KyL7A/s400/1213966384g3GmG8m.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daqui desse momento&lt;br /&gt;Do meu olhar pra fora&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é só miragem&lt;br /&gt;A sombra do futuro&lt;br /&gt;A sobra do passado&lt;br /&gt;Assombram a paisagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem vai virar o jogo&lt;br /&gt;E transformar a perda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Em nossa recompensa&lt;/div&gt;Quando eu olhar pro lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Eu quero estar cercado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Só de quem me interessa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Às vezes é um instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A tarde faz silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O vento sopra a meu favor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Às vezes eu pressinto e é como uma saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;De um tempo que ainda não passou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Me traz o seu sossego&lt;/div&gt;Atrasa o meu relógio&lt;br /&gt;Acalma a minha pressa&lt;br /&gt;Me dá sua palavra&lt;br /&gt;Sussurra em meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Só o que me interessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lógica do vento&lt;br /&gt;O caos do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;A paz na solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A órbita do tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A pausa do retrato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A voz da intuição&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A curva do universo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A fórmula do acaso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O alcance da promessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O salto do desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O agora e o infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Só o que me interessa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(Lenine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4906484323517898707?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4906484323517898707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-o-que-me-interessa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4906484323517898707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4906484323517898707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-o-que-me-interessa.html' title='É o Que Me Interessa'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_yQuBOr7nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zEOQI2KyL7A/s72-c/1213966384g3GmG8m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6545794842631200149</id><published>2010-05-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:04:52.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Olhe Pra Trás (Capital Inicial)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_i3XrYJwoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/PY5gheNynh8/s1600/pernas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_i3XrYJwoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/PY5gheNynh8/s400/pernas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nem tudo é como você quer&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo pode ser perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser fácil se você&lt;br /&gt;Ver o mundo de outro jeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o que é errado ficou certo&lt;br /&gt;As coisas são como elas são&lt;br /&gt;Se a inteligência ficou cega&lt;br /&gt;De tanta informação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não faz sentido, discorde comigo&lt;br /&gt;Não é nada demais, são águas passadas&lt;br /&gt;Escolha uma estrada&lt;br /&gt;E não olhe, não olhe prá trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você quer encontrar a solução&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter nenhum problema&lt;br /&gt;Insistir em se preocupar demais&lt;br /&gt;Cada escolha é um dilema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre estou&lt;br /&gt;Mais do seu lado que você&lt;br /&gt;Siga em frente em linha reta&lt;br /&gt;E não procure o que perder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não faz sentido, discorde comigo&lt;br /&gt;Não é nada demais, são águas passadas&lt;br /&gt;Escolha uma estrada&lt;br /&gt;E não olhe, não olhe prá trás&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6545794842631200149?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6545794842631200149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/nao-olhe-pra-tras-capital-inicial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6545794842631200149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6545794842631200149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/nao-olhe-pra-tras-capital-inicial.html' title='Não Olhe Pra Trás (Capital Inicial)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S_i3XrYJwoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/PY5gheNynh8/s72-c/pernas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3269246602009269961</id><published>2010-05-11T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:44:22.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que não entendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-oV1Z5Q96I/AAAAAAAAAVc/FMf4w-g5MYc/s1600/desconfianca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-oV1Z5Q96I/AAAAAAAAAVc/FMf4w-g5MYc/s400/desconfianca.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"...mas tenho medo do que é novo e tenho medo de viver o que não entendo - quero sempre ter a garantia de pelo menos estar pensando que entendo, não sei me entregar à desorientação."&lt;br /&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3269246602009269961?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3269246602009269961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-nao-entendo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3269246602009269961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3269246602009269961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-nao-entendo.html' title='O que não entendo'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-oV1Z5Q96I/AAAAAAAAAVc/FMf4w-g5MYc/s72-c/desconfianca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6012827442166777676</id><published>2010-05-09T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:29:57.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor de Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-dvbUcGSPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gskHEfLaeGU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-dvbUcGSPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gskHEfLaeGU/s400/1.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"O amor de mãe por seu filho é diferente de qualquer outra coisa no mundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ele não obedece lei ou piedade, ele ousa todas as coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;e extermina sem remorso tudo o que ficar em seu caminho."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;Agatha Christie&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/9222519301971005752-6012827442166777676?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6012827442166777676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-de-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6012827442166777676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6012827442166777676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-de-mae.html' title='Amor de Mãe'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-dvbUcGSPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gskHEfLaeGU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4438982524661774284</id><published>2010-05-09T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:06:50.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe é Mãe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-bPcd7CQnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JitDkTx8IpA/s1600/mae_filha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-bPcd7CQnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JitDkTx8IpA/s400/mae_filha.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gente cresce, conquista nossa independência, trilha nossos próprios caminhos, mas tem hora que não dá pra negar: colo de mãe é a melhor coisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seja para contar alegrias, chorar decepções ou por aquele cuidado que só ela sabe dar quando estamos doentes. Só a simples presença delas faz com que nos sintamos seguras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;Mãe é mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E às vezes elas nem sabem como essa presença em nossas vidas é importante – muitas vezes pelo fato de nós mesmas não dizermos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colo de amiga também é muito bom, e de pai também não fica atrás – mas eles que nos perdoem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;colo de mãe é colo de mãe e ponto.&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/9222519301971005752-4438982524661774284?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4438982524661774284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae-e-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4438982524661774284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4438982524661774284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae-e-mae.html' title='Mãe é Mãe!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S-bPcd7CQnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JitDkTx8IpA/s72-c/mae_filha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-739921773446949873</id><published>2010-04-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:55:22.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9exkIzxVQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1tpW6xUaP6A/s1600/200348517-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9exkIzxVQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1tpW6xUaP6A/s400/200348517-001.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nada é mais vulnerável que nosso desejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na luta entre o cérebro e a pele, nunca dá empate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pele sempre ganha de W.O."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Martha Medeiros)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-739921773446949873?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/739921773446949873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/pele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/739921773446949873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/739921773446949873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/pele.html' title='Pele'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9exkIzxVQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1tpW6xUaP6A/s72-c/200348517-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6712581763825179587</id><published>2010-04-26T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:17:36.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedução</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9Y7B6_BnVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_flCDVBcfk4/s1600/1457364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9Y7B6_BnVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_flCDVBcfk4/s640/1457364.jpg" tt="true" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Uma mulher perdoará um homem por tentar seduzi-la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas não o homem que perde essa oportunidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando ela lhe é oferecida."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Charles Talleyrand-Périgord)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6712581763825179587?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6712581763825179587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/seducao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6712581763825179587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6712581763825179587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/seducao.html' title='Sedução'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S9Y7B6_BnVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_flCDVBcfk4/s72-c/1457364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1076772668801438425</id><published>2010-04-21T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:18:29.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas uma foto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_NsoRIeCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/R_hGXC5Y5aI/s1600/morning_erotic____by_zhernosek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_NsoRIeCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/R_hGXC5Y5aI/s640/morning_erotic____by_zhernosek.jpg" width="427" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;...nada mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1076772668801438425?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1076772668801438425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/apenas-uma-foto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1076772668801438425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1076772668801438425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/apenas-uma-foto.html' title='Apenas uma foto...'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_NsoRIeCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/R_hGXC5Y5aI/s72-c/morning_erotic____by_zhernosek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1851491356107882399</id><published>2010-04-21T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:02:29.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_KCEYPhNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/37WuT_IvI1s/s1600/1229444308A86zNdI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_KCEYPhNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/37WuT_IvI1s/s400/1229444308A86zNdI.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;"Se não for pra me fazer voar ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;não me faça tirar os pes do chão..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;Juliana Gomes&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-1851491356107882399?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1851491356107882399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/voar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1851491356107882399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1851491356107882399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/voar.html' title='Voar!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_KCEYPhNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/37WuT_IvI1s/s72-c/1229444308A86zNdI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1172634581166619673</id><published>2010-04-21T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:45:06.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_GFoF3C1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/_XINaVR40Cs/s1600/cid_002f01c8a2380bdefad00201a8c0rosac5ceec74cc1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_GFoF3C1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/_XINaVR40Cs/s400/cid_002f01c8a2380bdefad00201a8c0rosac5ceec74cc1.jpg" width="388" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de ilusão por carinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se depois não for nada disso,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que pés vão me segurar na queda?&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-1172634581166619673?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1172634581166619673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/chega-de-ilusao-por-carinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1172634581166619673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1172634581166619673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/chega-de-ilusao-por-carinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_GFoF3C1I/AAAAAAAAAUY/_XINaVR40Cs/s72-c/cid_002f01c8a2380bdefad00201a8c0rosac5ceec74cc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3801453067007613744</id><published>2010-04-21T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:32:59.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inteira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_BPzfZVaI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iyGMMSEMFpI/s1600/mulher+na+agua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_BPzfZVaI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iyGMMSEMFpI/s400/mulher+na+agua.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;... Não consigo molhar os pés apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;eu mergulho e só paro quando me afogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;eu me queimo e só paro quando derreto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;eu me jogo e só paro quando me param.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_BAd9o8tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XA52yYPcqMM/s1600/16343_1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_BAd9o8tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XA52yYPcqMM/s400/16343_1024.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3801453067007613744?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3801453067007613744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/inteira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3801453067007613744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3801453067007613744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/inteira.html' title='Inteira'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S8_BPzfZVaI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iyGMMSEMFpI/s72-c/mulher+na+agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3465934792348498510</id><published>2010-04-08T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:49:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhe, toque, ouça.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76hBNCsXLI/AAAAAAAAATg/yCG0x5B9LnE/s1600/S5003695a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76hBNCsXLI/AAAAAAAAATg/yCG0x5B9LnE/s400/S5003695a.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76iR_hIvMI/AAAAAAAAATw/IK5CxjS-DBk/s1600/S5003691b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76iR_hIvMI/AAAAAAAAATw/IK5CxjS-DBk/s400/S5003691b.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Preste atenção em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Olhe, toque, ouça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Não me deixe&amp;nbsp;sair sem&amp;nbsp;antes saber quais são os meus sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Quem sabe não são os mesmos sonhos seus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76ihj2SnFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/4iiZoGWgKpk/s1600/S5003699a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76ihj2SnFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/4iiZoGWgKpk/s400/S5003699a.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3465934792348498510?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3465934792348498510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/preste-atencao-em-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3465934792348498510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3465934792348498510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/preste-atencao-em-mim.html' title='Olhe, toque, ouça.'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S76hBNCsXLI/AAAAAAAAATg/yCG0x5B9LnE/s72-c/S5003695a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3081349651091727061</id><published>2010-04-05T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:49:25.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obediência!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7qJx2pRX1I/AAAAAAAAATY/4Ey8MXq5tcI/s1600/sadismo-sexual.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7qJx2pRX1I/AAAAAAAAATY/4Ey8MXq5tcI/s400/sadismo-sexual.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho o direito de exigir obediência,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque as minhas ordens são sensatas.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-3081349651091727061?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3081349651091727061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/obediencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3081349651091727061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3081349651091727061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/obediencia.html' title='Obediência!!!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7qJx2pRX1I/AAAAAAAAATY/4Ey8MXq5tcI/s72-c/sadismo-sexual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5887702912844741892</id><published>2010-04-04T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:45:27.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor é sábio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7lZTrgFt8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/URRUCGo2o0w/s1600/Coleira.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7lZTrgFt8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/URRUCGo2o0w/s400/Coleira.bmp" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo possuindo toda a retórica na malícia dos lábios,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamais conseguirá convecer com palavras alguém a amar-te.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor é sábio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Paloma Muniz)&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/9222519301971005752-5887702912844741892?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5887702912844741892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-amor-e-sabio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5887702912844741892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5887702912844741892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-amor-e-sabio.html' title='O amor é sábio'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7lZTrgFt8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/URRUCGo2o0w/s72-c/Coleira.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4498014916773007846</id><published>2010-03-30T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:12:02.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I lay here, If I just lay here, Would you lay with me and just forget the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GemKqzILV4w"&gt;(Música!!!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7K0tXiY1_I/AAAAAAAAATI/Y4YZu5gmocw/s1600/500x500.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7K0tXiY1_I/AAAAAAAAATI/Y4YZu5gmocw/s320/500x500.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We'll do it all,&lt;br /&gt;Everything,&lt;br /&gt;On our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here,&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here,&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much.&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here,&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here,&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4498014916773007846?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4498014916773007846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-lay-here-if-i-just-lay-here-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4498014916773007846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4498014916773007846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-lay-here-if-i-just-lay-here-would.html' title='If I lay here, If I just lay here, Would you lay with me and just forget the world?'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7K0tXiY1_I/AAAAAAAAATI/Y4YZu5gmocw/s72-c/500x500.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3204428729900757680</id><published>2010-03-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:16:57.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Amp1Vf_YI/AAAAAAAAATA/iMPVHE2zAiw/s1600/1594932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Amp1Vf_YI/AAAAAAAAATA/iMPVHE2zAiw/s400/1594932.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sempre acreditei que os sonhos habitassem o imaginário&lt;br /&gt;Como um mundo criado quando se ouve um conto de fadas.&lt;br /&gt;Acreditei também que habitassem as ilusões perdidas&lt;br /&gt;Como os sentimentos deixando mágoas, hematomas, feridas...&lt;br /&gt;Quase por um instante acreditei que os sonhos habitassem minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Como os desejos, manias, paixões e agonias.&lt;br /&gt;Mas você me mostrou que nos sonhos pode haver mais que desilusão...&lt;br /&gt;Padrões de sim e de não. Escolhas do coração.&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;quando vejo tão longe do toque de minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Quem me fez acreditar nos sonhos que habitam meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Vejo os meus sonhos espalhados...&lt;br /&gt;Como quando se sonha acordado.&lt;br /&gt;Um lindo sonho dourado...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos pra todo lado!&lt;br /&gt;E a culpa é sua – Culpado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Herica Maitri Santos)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3204428729900757680?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3204428729900757680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3204428729900757680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3204428729900757680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Amp1Vf_YI/AAAAAAAAATA/iMPVHE2zAiw/s72-c/1594932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-832495989387470589</id><published>2010-03-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:57:31.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Instante Mágico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Af38hkdmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/00ebOZgMzAg/s1600/1212806805ZLXmNDl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Af38hkdmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/00ebOZgMzAg/s400/1212806805ZLXmNDl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;"Todos os dias Deus nos dá um momento em que é possível mudar tudo que nos deixa infelizes. O instante mágico é o momento em que um "sim" ou um "não" pode mudar toda a nossa existência."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;(Paulo Coelho -&amp;nbsp;Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei)&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/9222519301971005752-832495989387470589?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/832495989387470589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-instante-magico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/832495989387470589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/832495989387470589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-instante-magico.html' title='O Instante Mágico'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S7Af38hkdmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/00ebOZgMzAg/s72-c/1212806805ZLXmNDl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-838487652965309293</id><published>2010-03-23T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:29:22.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outrora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6l37uMrkRI/AAAAAAAAASw/bIG_zb4-DdM/s1600-h/romance,black,and,white,kiss,love,couple,erotic-0e645b6970157827b190775e6e3817b3_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6l37uMrkRI/AAAAAAAAASw/bIG_zb4-DdM/s400/romance,black,and,white,kiss,love,couple,erotic-0e645b6970157827b190775e6e3817b3_h.jpg" vt="true" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;"Outrora eu fui tua princesa a amámo-nos com um amor de outra espécie, cuja memória me doí."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Fernando Pessoa)&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/9222519301971005752-838487652965309293?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/838487652965309293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/outrora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/838487652965309293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/838487652965309293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/outrora.html' title='Outrora'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6l37uMrkRI/AAAAAAAAASw/bIG_zb4-DdM/s72-c/romance,black,and,white,kiss,love,couple,erotic-0e645b6970157827b190775e6e3817b3_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5684782316964863885</id><published>2010-03-21T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:11:04.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sedução da Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6atw2x4RcI/AAAAAAAAASo/H7UB2JGS5Qw/s1600-h/1217344705UzikZSQa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6atw2x4RcI/AAAAAAAAASo/H7UB2JGS5Qw/s400/1217344705UzikZSQa.jpg" vt="true" width="363" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;A música oferece às paixões o meio de obter prazer delas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;(Friedrich Nietzsche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-5684782316964863885?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5684782316964863885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/seducao-da-musica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5684782316964863885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5684782316964863885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/seducao-da-musica.html' title='A Sedução da Música'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6atw2x4RcI/AAAAAAAAASo/H7UB2JGS5Qw/s72-c/1217344705UzikZSQa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2740073409194687583</id><published>2010-03-21T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:53:08.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem Espaço de Sobra no Meu Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6Y4obBweZI/AAAAAAAAASg/6lsPsbngdvE/s1600-h/96371769.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6Y4obBweZI/AAAAAAAAASg/6lsPsbngdvE/s400/96371769.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Como dois estranhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Cada um na sua estrada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;nos deparamos, numa esquina, num lugar comum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;E aí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Quais são seus planos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Eu até que tenho vários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Se me acompanhar, no caminho eu posso te contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;E mesmo assim, eu queria te perguntar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;se você tem ai contigo alguma coisa pra me dar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;se tem espaço de sobra no seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;Quer levar minha bagagem ou não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;E pelo visto, vou te inserir na minha paisagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;e você vai me ensinar as suas verdades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;e se pensar, a gente já queria tudo isso desde o inicio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De dia, vou me mostrar de longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De noite, você verá de perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;O certo e o incerto, a gente vai saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;E mesmo assim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;Queria te contar que eu tenho aqui comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;alguma coisa pra te dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;Tem espaço de sobra no meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu vou levar sua bagagem e o que mais estiver à mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;(Dois - Tiê - Composição: Tiê e Thiago Pethit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-2740073409194687583?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2740073409194687583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/tem-espaco-de-sobra-no-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2740073409194687583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2740073409194687583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/tem-espaco-de-sobra-no-meu-coracao.html' title='Tem Espaço de Sobra no Meu Coração'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6Y4obBweZI/AAAAAAAAASg/6lsPsbngdvE/s72-c/96371769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2510327354492393744</id><published>2010-03-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:59:35.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Feliz é Ter Quem Se Importe Conosco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6F6zhhHamI/AAAAAAAAASY/b3cKKiBokEI/s1600-h/heart6" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6F6zhhHamI/AAAAAAAAASY/b3cKKiBokEI/s400/heart6" vt="true" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quem ocupa um lugar em outro coração nunca estará sozinho."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Alejandro P. Gutiérrez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Embora a vida precise ser vivida individualmente por todos nós, Deus sempre nos dá a companhia necessária para aliviar os nossos anceios e colocar entusiasmo e esperança em nosso coração. Sempre existe, em algum lugar, alguém que nos quer bem e que vela por nós. Alguém que nos guarda em seu coração, com amor e ternura. E só por saber disso já temos motivo suficiente pra sermos... Felizes!&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/9222519301971005752-2510327354492393744?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2510327354492393744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/ser-feliz-e-ter-quem-se-importe-conosco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2510327354492393744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2510327354492393744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/ser-feliz-e-ter-quem-se-importe-conosco.html' title='Ser Feliz é Ter Quem Se Importe Conosco'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S6F6zhhHamI/AAAAAAAAASY/b3cKKiBokEI/s72-c/heart6' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-7648576161730967185</id><published>2010-03-14T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:29:48.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabendo Sofrer, Sofre-se Menos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S52SODztETI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ia4oGTHNVNw/s1600-h/CORAO_~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S52SODztETI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ia4oGTHNVNw/s400/CORAO_~1.JPG" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Todas as paixões nos levam a cometer erros,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas o amor faz-nos cometer os mais ridículos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;(François La Rochefoucauld)&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/9222519301971005752-7648576161730967185?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7648576161730967185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/sabendo-sofre-sofre-se-menos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7648576161730967185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7648576161730967185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/sabendo-sofre-sofre-se-menos.html' title='Sabendo Sofrer, Sofre-se Menos'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S52SODztETI/AAAAAAAAASI/Ia4oGTHNVNw/s72-c/CORAO_~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1563684598792556612</id><published>2010-03-12T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:49:52.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Stone (Duffy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFjF64Mcaao"&gt;(clique aqui pra ver o clip)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5rpptEUpZI/AAAAAAAAASA/_hl4O9obw1Q/s1600-h/3gX0JI321190-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5rpptEUpZI/AAAAAAAAASA/_hl4O9obw1Q/s640/3gX0JI321190-02.jpg" vt="true" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember way back&lt;br /&gt;Way back when&lt;br /&gt;I said i never wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Your face again&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were loving yes&lt;br /&gt;Your loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And i knew oh yes i knew&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't control myself&lt;br /&gt;And now they bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Into my life again&lt;br /&gt;And so i put on a face&lt;br /&gt;Just like your friends&lt;br /&gt;But i think you know&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes you know whats going on&lt;br /&gt;Cause the feelings in me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes&lt;br /&gt;In me are&lt;br /&gt;Burning strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But I will never be&lt;br /&gt;Your stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;Take it all&lt;br /&gt;Or leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I will never be&lt;br /&gt;Your stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing upright&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to call me up&lt;br /&gt;From time to time&lt;br /&gt;And it would be&lt;br /&gt;So hard for me&lt;br /&gt;Not to cross the line&lt;br /&gt;The words of love&lt;br /&gt;Lie on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Just like a curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i knew oh&lt;br /&gt;Yes i knew&lt;br /&gt;They'd only make&lt;br /&gt;It worse&lt;br /&gt;And now you&lt;br /&gt;Have the nerve&lt;br /&gt;To play along&lt;br /&gt;Just like&lt;br /&gt;The mistro beats&lt;br /&gt;In your song&lt;br /&gt;You got your kicks you&lt;br /&gt;Get your kicks&lt;br /&gt;From playing me&lt;br /&gt;And the less you give&lt;br /&gt;The more&lt;br /&gt;I want so foolishly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;No,&amp;nbsp;I will never be&lt;br /&gt;Your stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;Take it all&lt;br /&gt;Or leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I will never be&lt;br /&gt;Your stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing upright&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1563684598792556612?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1563684598792556612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/stepping-stone-duffy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1563684598792556612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1563684598792556612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/stepping-stone-duffy.html' title='Stepping Stone (Duffy)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5rpptEUpZI/AAAAAAAAASA/_hl4O9obw1Q/s72-c/3gX0JI321190-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8753062996588221889</id><published>2010-03-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:41:20.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QW2DTW8BI/AAAAAAAAARw/gZ24Lw1LgTg/s1600-h/solidao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QW2DTW8BI/AAAAAAAAARw/gZ24Lw1LgTg/s400/solidao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Acabou pensando nele como jamais imaginara que se pudesse pensar em alguém, presentido-o onde não estava, desejando-o onde não podia estar, acordando de súbito com a sensação física de que ele a contemplava na escuridão enquanto ela dormia, de maneira que na tarde em que sentiu seus passos resolutos no tapete de folhas amarelas da pracinha custou a crer que não fosse outro embuste da sua fantasia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;(MÁRQUEZ, Gabriel García - "O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera" - p. 89)&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/9222519301971005752-8753062996588221889?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8753062996588221889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-amor-nos-tempos-do-colera-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8753062996588221889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8753062996588221889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-amor-nos-tempos-do-colera-ii.html' title='O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera II'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QW2DTW8BI/AAAAAAAAARw/gZ24Lw1LgTg/s72-c/solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1989318047792787853</id><published>2010-03-07T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:26:00.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QntEIHPXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cHedjulH5mE/s1600-h/85645530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QntEIHPXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cHedjulH5mE/s400/85645530.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;"Coisa bem diferente teria sido a vida para ambos se tivessem sabido a tempo que era mais fácil contornar as grandes catástrofes matrimoniais do que as misérias minúsculas de cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Mas se alguma coisa haviam aprendido juntos era que a sabedoria nos chega quando já não serve para nada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;(MÁRQUEZ, Gabriel García - "O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera" - p. 39)&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-1989318047792787853?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1989318047792787853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-amor-nos-tempos-do-colera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1989318047792787853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1989318047792787853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-amor-nos-tempos-do-colera.html' title='O Amor nos Tempos do Cólera'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S5QntEIHPXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cHedjulH5mE/s72-c/85645530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5681867458569091856</id><published>2010-02-22T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:01:15.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S4M0KIjN0wI/AAAAAAAAARY/0672jId6v-g/s1600-h/tattoo6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S4M0KIjN0wI/AAAAAAAAARY/0672jId6v-g/s400/tattoo6.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"A emoção estética deixa o ser humano num estado favorável à recepção de emoções eróticas. A arte é cúmplice do amor. Tire o amor e não haverá mais arte."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Remy de Gourmont)&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-5681867458569091856?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5681867458569091856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/02/arte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5681867458569091856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5681867458569091856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/02/arte.html' title='Arte'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S4M0KIjN0wI/AAAAAAAAARY/0672jId6v-g/s72-c/tattoo6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8108002428207629478</id><published>2010-02-05T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:40:22.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2zkYLXIALI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YynoucYP_U8/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2zkYLXIALI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YynoucYP_U8/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Saudade é um pouco como fome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Só passa quando se come a presença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas às vezes a saudade é tão profunda que a presença é pouco: quer-se absorver a outra pessoa toda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Essa vontade de um ser o outro para uma unificação inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;é um dos sentimentos mais urgentes que se tem na vida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&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/9222519301971005752-8108002428207629478?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8108002428207629478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8108002428207629478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8108002428207629478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2zkYLXIALI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YynoucYP_U8/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5413622654561411663</id><published>2010-01-30T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:53:11.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tigresa (Caetano Velozo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIMporB29n8"&gt;(Clique aqui para&amp;nbsp;ver e ouvir&amp;nbsp;no Youtube)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2Sngpu33hI/AAAAAAAAARI/qietcP5P-cU/s1600-h/S5004468a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2Sngpu33hI/AAAAAAAAARI/qietcP5P-cU/s400/S5004468a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Uma tigresa de unhas negras e íris cor de meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Uma mulher, uma beleza que me aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Esfregando sua pele de ouro marrom do seu corpo contra o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Me falou que o mal é bom e o bem cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Enquanto os pelos dessa deusa tremem ao vento ateu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Ela me conta, sem certeza, tudo que viveu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Que gostava de política em mil novecentos e setenta e seis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E hoje dança no Frenetic Dancing Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Ela me conta que era atriz e trabalhou no "Hair"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Com alguns homens foi feliz, com outros foi mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Que tem muito ódio no coração, que tem dado muito amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E espalhado muito prazer e muita dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Mas ela ao mesmo tempo diz que tudo vai mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Porque ela vai ser o que quis, inventando um lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Onde a gente e a natureza feliz vivam sempre em comunhão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E a tigresa possa mais do que um leão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;As garras da felina me marcaram o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Mas as besteiras de menina que ela disse não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E eu corri para o violão, num lamento, e a manhã nasceu azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Como é bom poder tocar um instrumento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-5413622654561411663?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5413622654561411663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/tigresa-caetano-velozo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5413622654561411663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5413622654561411663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/tigresa-caetano-velozo.html' title='Tigresa (Caetano Velozo)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2Sngpu33hI/AAAAAAAAARI/qietcP5P-cU/s72-c/S5004468a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1935209968928240104</id><published>2010-01-28T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:08:28.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2JB2PA0AZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jM2K4s7heOk/s1600-h/amarrada.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2JB2PA0AZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jM2K4s7heOk/s400/amarrada.bmp" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"Liberdade é pouco. O que eu desejo ainda não tem nome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&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/9222519301971005752-1935209968928240104?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1935209968928240104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/liberdade-e-pouco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1935209968928240104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1935209968928240104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/liberdade-e-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S2JB2PA0AZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/jM2K4s7heOk/s72-c/amarrada.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-9182786571646584616</id><published>2010-01-20T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:28:10.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexo e Rock'n Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1e4-0A9ktI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9-x6B_VOJyQ/s1600-h/wom-gt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1e4-0A9ktI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9-x6B_VOJyQ/s400/wom-gt.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Descobri que entre sexo e rock, eu prefiro os dois...&amp;nbsp;É&amp;nbsp;ótimo fazer ouvindo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-9182786571646584616?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/9182786571646584616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/sexo-e-rock-in-rolli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9182786571646584616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/9182786571646584616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/sexo-e-rock-in-rolli.html' title='Sexo e Rock&apos;n Roll'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1e4-0A9ktI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9-x6B_VOJyQ/s72-c/wom-gt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3646819337784756874</id><published>2010-01-17T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:21:35.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PFXv_NcZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kZJnK5Vwv2c/s1600-h/Tempo+de+travessia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PFXv_NcZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kZJnK5Vwv2c/s320/Tempo+de+travessia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PE35l9W_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/3G8xsmx8cY4/s1600-h/P_NA_E~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PE35l9W_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/3G8xsmx8cY4/s400/P_NA_E~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PFBwoHy3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/rn4_xFNLZCc/s1600-h/liberdade-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PFBwoHy3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/rn4_xFNLZCc/s320/liberdade-estrada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;"Há um tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas, que já tem a forma do nosso corpo, e esquecer os nossos caminhos, que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares. É o tempo da travessia: e, se não ousarmos fazê-la, teremos ficado, para sempre, à margem de nós mesmos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3646819337784756874?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3646819337784756874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/ha-um-tempo-em-que-e-preciso-abandonar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3646819337784756874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3646819337784756874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/ha-um-tempo-em-que-e-preciso-abandonar.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S1PEPnLsR7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DyFGbevdUeE/s72-c/coragem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8275404428572849755</id><published>2010-01-13T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:01:56.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fonte da Saudade (Kleiton e Kledir)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S06I-mjnzdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/avC3oQQjOI8/s1600-h/0958f82613bb712575a743ae966b6901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S06I-mjnzdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/avC3oQQjOI8/s400/0958f82613bb712575a743ae966b6901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esse quarto é bem pequeno&lt;br /&gt;Prá te suportar&lt;br /&gt;Muito amor, muito veneno&lt;br /&gt;Prá pouco lugar&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo é uma serpente&lt;br /&gt;A me provocar&lt;br /&gt;E teu beijo, a aguardente&lt;br /&gt;A me embriagar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa boca muito louca&lt;br /&gt;Pode me matar&lt;br /&gt;Se isso é coisa do demônio&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero pecar&lt;br /&gt;Fecha a luz, apaga a porta&lt;br /&gt;Vem me carinhar&lt;br /&gt;Diz aí prá minha tia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu fui viajar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que fui&lt;br /&gt;Prá Nova Iorque&lt;br /&gt;Ou prá Bagdá&lt;br /&gt;E que isso não é hora&lt;br /&gt;De telefonar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já sei que qualquer dia&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vai dançar&lt;br /&gt;Mas a fonte da saudade&lt;br /&gt;Nem o tempo vai secar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8275404428572849755?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8275404428572849755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/fonte-da-saudade-kleiton-e-kledir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8275404428572849755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8275404428572849755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/fonte-da-saudade-kleiton-e-kledir.html' title='Fonte da Saudade (Kleiton e Kledir)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S06I-mjnzdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/avC3oQQjOI8/s72-c/0958f82613bb712575a743ae966b6901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1518465399107673422</id><published>2010-01-11T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:42:16.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soneto do Teu Corpo (Leoni &amp; Mosca)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0vbcQaimjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/KhnWDGmGIaA/s1600-h/tumblr_kpv90pD6hF1qa1ksfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0vbcQaimjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/KhnWDGmGIaA/s400/tumblr_kpv90pD6hF1qa1ksfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Juro beijar teu corpo sem descanso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Como quem sai sem rumo prá viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Vou te cruzar sem mapa nem bagagem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Quero inventar a estrada enquanto avanço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Beijo teus pés, me perco entre teus dedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Luzes ao norte, pernas são estradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Onde meus lábios correm a madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Pra de manhã chegar aos teus segredos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Como em teus bosques. bebo nos teus rios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Entre teus montes, vales escondidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Faço fogueiras, choro, canto e danço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Línguas de lua varrem tua nuca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Línguas de sol percorrem tuas ruas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;Juro beijar teu corpo sem descanso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-1518465399107673422?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1518465399107673422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/soneto-do-teu-corpo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1518465399107673422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1518465399107673422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/soneto-do-teu-corpo.html' title='Soneto do Teu Corpo (Leoni &amp; Mosca)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0vbcQaimjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/KhnWDGmGIaA/s72-c/tumblr_kpv90pD6hF1qa1ksfo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4509533356618408976</id><published>2010-01-10T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:35:46.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitoriosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ppfDl8bKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d44CS_OAnss/s1600-h/S5006100a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ppfDl8bKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d44CS_OAnss/s640/S5006100a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero sua risada mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;gostosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Esse seu jeito de achar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que a vida pode ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maravilhosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero sua alegria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;escandalosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Vitoriosa por não ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Vergonha de aprender como se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;goza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero toda sua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pouca castidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero toda sua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;louca liberdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero toda essa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; vontade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;De passar dos seus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; limites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ir além,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ir além...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Quero sua risada mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gostosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Esse seu jeito de achar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que a vida pode ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maravilhosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que a vida pode ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maravilhosa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4509533356618408976?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4509533356618408976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/vitoriosa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4509533356618408976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4509533356618408976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/vitoriosa.html' title='Vitoriosa'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ppfDl8bKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d44CS_OAnss/s72-c/S5006100a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-3847016112749419947</id><published>2010-01-08T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:49:30.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Fotografia!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ff9bQi3lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0lS4eqpN_ZA/s1600-h/m2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ff9bQi3lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0lS4eqpN_ZA/s320/m2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A fotografia, antes de tudo é um testemunho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Quando se aponta a câmara para algum objeto ou sujeito, constrói-se um significado, faz-se uma escolha, seleciona-se um tema e conta-se uma história, cabe a nós, espectadores, o imenso desafio de lê-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;É&amp;nbsp;uma forma de ficção e&amp;nbsp;ao mesmo tempo um registo da realidade e um auto-retrato, porque só o fotógrafo vê aquilo daquela maneira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Existem aqueles que são capazes de ver a fotografia com os olhos do fotografo e para todos aqueles realmente capazes de ver, a fotografia tirada por você, representa o testemunho da sua existência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Quantas pessoas que se quiseram suicidar se contentaram em rasgar a própria fotografia??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-3847016112749419947?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/3847016112749419947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-da-fotografia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3847016112749419947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/3847016112749419947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-da-fotografia.html' title='Dia da Fotografia!!!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0ff9bQi3lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/0lS4eqpN_ZA/s72-c/m2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4653838281690641694</id><published>2010-01-07T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:08:43.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0aAnu4SmUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/62caLwLWVXc/s1600-h/Erotismo.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0aAnu4SmUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/62caLwLWVXc/s400/Erotismo.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;O que às vezes chamam sedução, chamo &lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;competência&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque capacidade, habilidade, inteligência e sinceridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;nas relações... Isso também seduz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;(Herica Maitri)&lt;/span&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/9222519301971005752-4653838281690641694?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4653838281690641694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-as-vezes-chamam-seducao-chamo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4653838281690641694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4653838281690641694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-as-vezes-chamam-seducao-chamo.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0aAnu4SmUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/62caLwLWVXc/s72-c/Erotismo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-4155649198789474612</id><published>2010-01-06T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:01:44.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0VAKR2mszI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PkWTwT3p95Y/s1600-h/EU_Ngativo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0VAKR2mszI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PkWTwT3p95Y/s320/EU_Ngativo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Os homens não sabem dar valor às suas próprias mulheres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Isso deixam para outros."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;(Oscar Wilde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-4155649198789474612?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/4155649198789474612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-homens-nao-sabem-dar-valor-as-suas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4155649198789474612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/4155649198789474612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/os-homens-nao-sabem-dar-valor-as-suas.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/S0VAKR2mszI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PkWTwT3p95Y/s72-c/EU_Ngativo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-1085992156504107209</id><published>2010-01-02T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:57:05.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeira farrinha de 2010!!! (pra evitar o erro anterior kkkk)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_7Bg4sv8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dHFJl2k9qPI/s1600-h/Eu+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422328479803555778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_7Bg4sv8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dHFJl2k9qPI/s400/Eu+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_640ySD9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/sj7FYWyvXyY/s1600-h/Eu+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ilha de Itamaracá com amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_7MspPRXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xi4ZyQv4Gto/s1600-h/Eu10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422328671938495858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_7MspPRXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xi4ZyQv4Gto/s400/Eu10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Alto da Sé com amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Dia Simplesmente Mágico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Simples e Mágico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos Eu, Edi e Bruno para a Ilha de Itamaracá (PE) e quando voltamos fomos comer tapioca no Alto da Sé (Olinda-PE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Ai ai... como é duro morar no paraíso... kkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Quase tive um troço de ter que atravessar&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de lancha o canal de Santa Cruz pra chegar até a Ilha de Itamaracá (morro de medo), mas valeu demais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Tomamos muito banho de sol e mar (bronzeamos mais do que deveríamos), jogamos conversa fora e demos muita risada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na volta decidimos passar em Olinda e comer uma tapioca no Alto da Sé... Tudo muito simples, mas os lugares são liiindooss!!! Tá aí uma dica de programa simples e maravilhoso pra 2010. Eu recomendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Beijokas.&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/9222519301971005752-1085992156504107209?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/1085992156504107209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/primeira-diverssao-de-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1085992156504107209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/1085992156504107209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/primeira-diverssao-de-2010.html' title='Primeira farrinha de 2010!!! (pra evitar o erro anterior kkkk)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz_7Bg4sv8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dHFJl2k9qPI/s72-c/Eu+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-7071112581348783610</id><published>2010-01-01T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:22:54.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música para 2010:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;Miss Sarajevo (Pavarotti &amp;amp; U2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w65e_SAXWBQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;(Clique aqui para ver o clipe com a tradução)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421898732512994162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sz50K7eT43I/AAAAAAAAAOw/aiWM-DxPowg/s400/woman_lying_on_beach_sand_dune_in_background_paa328000046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for keeping your distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A time to turn your eyes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time to keeping your head down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;For getting on with your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for kohl and lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A time for curling hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for high street shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;To find the rigth dress to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dici che il fiumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Trova la via al mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;E come il fiume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Giungerai a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Oltre i confini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;E le terre assetate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dici che come fiume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Giungerà...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Here she comes, oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Heads turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Here she comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;To take her crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Is there a time to run for cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for kiss and tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Is there a time for different colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Different names you find it hard do spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for first communion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A time for East Seventeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time to turn to Mecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Is there a time to be a beauty queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Here she comes, oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Beauty plays the clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Here she comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Surreal in her crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dici che il fiume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Trova la via al mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;E come il fiume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Giungerai a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Oltre i confini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;E le terre assetete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dici che come fiume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;come fiume...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;L'amore giungerà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;L'amore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;E non so più pregare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;E nell'amore nos so più sperare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;E quell'amore non so più aspettare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for tying ribbons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A time for christmas trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Is there a time for laying tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And the night is set to freeze&lt;/span&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-7071112581348783610?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/7071112581348783610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2010/01/musica-para-2010-miss-sarajevo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/7071112581348783610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-181118018279075819</id><published>2009-12-31T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:50:54.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szz__lXKuCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5NiQw-sG5Dg/s1600-h/happy-new-year-wallpaper+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421489519273359394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szz__lXKuCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5NiQw-sG5Dg/s400/happy-new-year-wallpaper+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt; U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt; repleto da realização de muitos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Desejos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-181118018279075819?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/181118018279075819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/181118018279075819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/181118018279075819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo!!!'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szz__lXKuCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5NiQw-sG5Dg/s72-c/happy-new-year-wallpaper+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-6827926315425123298</id><published>2009-12-30T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:15:57.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua estupidez... Reveillon... Festa... Mágoa... Sua estupidez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szvzrq7JT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/VrAh-WpY27o/s1600-h/atonement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421194508052811746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szvzrq7JT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/VrAh-WpY27o/s400/atonement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você tem que acreditar em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém pode destruir assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um grande amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não dê ouvidos à maldade alheia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E creia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua estupidez não lhe deixa ver que eu te amo.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use a inteligência uma vez só&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantos idiotas vivem só&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem ter amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E você vai ficar também sozinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei por quê&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua estupidez não lhe deixa ver que eu te amo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes eu tentei falar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que no mundo não há mais lugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra quem toma decisões na vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem pensar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conte ao menos até três&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se precisar, conte outra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas pense outra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te amo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua incompreensão já é demais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca vi alguém tão incapaz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De compreender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que meu amor é bem maior que tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que existe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas sua estupidez não lhe deixa ver que eu te amo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes eu tentei falar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que no mundo não há mais lugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra quem toma decisões na vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem pensar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conte ao menos até três&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se precisar conte outra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas pense outra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te amo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-6827926315425123298?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/6827926315425123298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/sua-estupidez-reveillon-festa-solidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6827926315425123298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/6827926315425123298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/sua-estupidez-reveillon-festa-solidao.html' title='Sua estupidez... Reveillon... Festa... Mágoa... Sua estupidez.'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szvzrq7JT-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/VrAh-WpY27o/s72-c/atonement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8599820804161614720</id><published>2009-12-26T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:00:29.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szbbo2QepKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2CTHs9HCL0U/s1600-h/foto%2520dominio%2520mulher%2520corpo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419760696392852642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szbbo2QepKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2CTHs9HCL0U/s400/foto%2520dominio%2520mulher%2520corpo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt; O que há de melhor numa coisa nova é aquilo que satisfaz um desejo antigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8599820804161614720?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8599820804161614720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-que-ha-de-melhor-numa-coisa-nova-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8599820804161614720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8599820804161614720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-que-ha-de-melhor-numa-coisa-nova-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Szbbo2QepKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2CTHs9HCL0U/s72-c/foto%2520dominio%2520mulher%2520corpo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-8704768245742182489</id><published>2009-12-22T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:13:29.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Provocas-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzFgh_IZgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3pScSHYm7W4/s1600-h/provocante+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418217963702026498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzFgh_IZgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3pScSHYm7W4/s400/provocante+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Provocas-me com teus lábios incandescentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ateando o fogo que arde aos meus&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me com teus sussurros e gemidos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ordenar que esteja junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me com teu jeito sedutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixando-me trêmulo em meu interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentindo sensações incontroláveis&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me com teu corpo, em uma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silhueta perfeita, aguçando meu desejo por ti&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me ansiando minha presença ao teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lado, sentindo teu perfume que toca meus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me com teu convite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A estar em teu leito, sendo teu cobertor&lt;br /&gt;Provocas-me de todas as maneiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem pena e nem dó&lt;br /&gt;Pois afinal és extremamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provocante”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-8704768245742182489?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/8704768245742182489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/provocas-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8704768245742182489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/8704768245742182489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/provocas-me.html' title='Provocas-me'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzFgh_IZgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3pScSHYm7W4/s72-c/provocante+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-5341536858320083779</id><published>2009-12-21T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:58:12.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzAnkuxultI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cbC_Mdd4Qmc/s1600-h/4417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417873863712085714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzAnkuxultI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cbC_Mdd4Qmc/s400/4417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O erotismo é uma das bases do conhecimento de nós próprios, tão indispensável como a poesia."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-5341536858320083779?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/5341536858320083779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-erotismo-e-uma-das-bases-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5341536858320083779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/5341536858320083779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-erotismo-e-uma-das-bases-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SzAnkuxultI/AAAAAAAAAOA/cbC_Mdd4Qmc/s72-c/4417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-948870421170167076</id><published>2009-12-19T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:30:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Química</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sy1sgnFWhcI/AAAAAAAAANg/8iKM6CMtE1M/s1600-h/9A045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417105234299618754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sy1sgnFWhcI/AAAAAAAAANg/8iKM6CMtE1M/s400/9A045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"O encontro de duas pessoas é como o contato de dois produtos químicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Se acontece uma reação, os dois são transformados".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222519301971005752-948870421170167076?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/948870421170167076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/quimica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/948870421170167076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/948870421170167076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/quimica.html' title='Química'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sy1sgnFWhcI/AAAAAAAAANg/8iKM6CMtE1M/s72-c/9A045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222519301971005752.post-2102757589542321401</id><published>2009-12-13T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T14:15:35.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Morrer é apenas não ser visto. Morrer é a curva da estrada." (Fernando Pessoa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414841108699474850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SyVhTJ8266I/AAAAAAAAANY/-qPPVoJVgzI/s400/S5005800a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei porque você se foi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas saudades eu senti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E de tristezas vou viver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E aquele adeus, não pude dar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;E eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gostava tanto de você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gostava tanto de você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo de Deus é diferente do nosso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Eclesiastes 3:1] - TUDO tem seu tempo determinado, e há tempo para todo o propósito debaixo dos céu.&lt;br /&gt;[Eclesiastes 3:2] - Há tempo de morrer, e tempo de nascer; tempo de plantar, e tempo de arrancar o que se plantou.&lt;/em&gt;&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/9222519301971005752-2102757589542321401?l=hericamaitri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/feeds/2102757589542321401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/morrer-e-apenas-nao-ser-visto-morrer-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2102757589542321401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222519301971005752/posts/default/2102757589542321401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hericamaitri.blogspot.com/2009/12/morrer-e-apenas-nao-ser-visto-morrer-e.html' title='&quot;Morrer é apenas não ser visto. Morrer é a curva da estrada.&quot; (Fernando Pessoa)'/><author><name>Maitri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17012254825713499929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/Sgo1F891U7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/4Bb88mSmdUM/S220/188941531_ec79e8af75_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XCgzRm2cWs/SyVhTJ8266I/AAAAAAAAANY/-qPPVoJVgzI/s72-c/S5005800a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
