<?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-9086379395473882039</id><updated>2012-01-25T03:07:32.479-02:00</updated><category term='Medo'/><category term='Perda'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Coragem'/><category term='Lembrança'/><category term='Paixão'/><category term='Lugar'/><category term='Tristesa'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='Escuridão'/><category term='Foto'/><category term='Luz'/><category term='Superar'/><category term='Imaginação'/><title type='text'>Souvenirs D'un Rêveur</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-4043340122621534953</id><published>2010-09-19T01:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T02:20:06.311-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lembrança'/><title type='text'>era</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai9ptGerhbU/TkNmX0wVRHI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hhvwTl9ShwU/s1600/tristeza_final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai9ptGerhbU/TkNmX0wVRHI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hhvwTl9ShwU/s200/tristeza_final.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ao som daquela música, me lembro de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;você que um dia esteve comigo, mas hoje já não está!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;uma melodia magnífica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ouça o som do piano. tão suave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;você tem a sensibilidade escassa na maioria das pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;sensibilidade essa que era tão tímida, porém grande! mas ela já não é!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ele apenas queria ser amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;amado como talvez nunca tenha sido em sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;amado com a mesma intensidade do amor dentro de si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;amor esse que já não existe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;o que vai ser agora? o que faremos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;por que? só me responda o porque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;por que você teve que partir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;por que não podia ficar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;o que será de nós?! de mim?!? sem sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; sua sensibilidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; seu amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; sem você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-4043340122621534953?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/4043340122621534953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=4043340122621534953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/4043340122621534953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/4043340122621534953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2010/09/era.html' title='era'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai9ptGerhbU/TkNmX0wVRHI/AAAAAAAAA1s/hhvwTl9ShwU/s72-c/tristeza_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-6661199548881469236</id><published>2010-06-02T19:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:07:32.485-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuridão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coragem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medo'/><title type='text'>Olhos do Saber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KnrAVsSbI/TkNmXYeTWbI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3k0TpVYa36I/s1600/Bebe+Olhos_azuis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KnrAVsSbI/TkNmXYeTWbI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3k0TpVYa36I/s200/Bebe+Olhos_azuis.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Abro meus olhos no escuro e vejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu vejo por dentro, eu vejo além&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Se parece com algo que desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Consegue ver também?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Olhe! Está bem a sua frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uma pequena e radiante luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Parece inalcansável e distante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas à sua capacidade se faz jus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em meio a essa imensa escuridão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Algo tão pequeno cresce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dentro de você como se fosse uma explosão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Força e coragem aparecem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Com olhos da Sabedoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As trevas do medo eu atravesso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Com essa luz que comigo caminha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E a corrida da vida eu venço!&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/9086379395473882039-6661199548881469236?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/6661199548881469236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=6661199548881469236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/6661199548881469236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/6661199548881469236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled.html' title='Olhos do Saber'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-KnrAVsSbI/TkNmXYeTWbI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3k0TpVYa36I/s72-c/Bebe+Olhos_azuis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-3633609970818316061</id><published>2010-06-02T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:20:15.980-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perda'/><title type='text'>Sem Você</title><content type='html'>Mais uma noite, você se foi&lt;br /&gt;Eu aqui, sozinho, o que será de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Conviver com sua ausência... dificil!&lt;br /&gt;Impossivel tirá-la de meu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Isso ainda me lembra nossos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Não aprendi a superar essa perda&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que um dia voltará&lt;br /&gt;Mas até lá, que mais posso fazer?&lt;br /&gt;Para meu próprio bem, tenho de aprender&lt;br /&gt;A te esquecer e seguir sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Viver a vida mais plenamente...&lt;br /&gt;Viver a vida mais feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-3633609970818316061?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/3633609970818316061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=3633609970818316061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/3633609970818316061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/3633609970818316061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2010/06/sem-voce.html' title='Sem Você'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-4617186269082767822</id><published>2009-11-30T23:56:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:06:39.184-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lugar'/><title type='text'>Somewhere in Nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Você está aí?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Acho que sim! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pelo menos em corpo sim, mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Minha mente está vagueando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vagueando em algum lugar inexistente qualquer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Inexistente?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Para todos os outros... mas não para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Estou perdido nesse lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não sei por onde começar a me procurar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Também&amp;nbsp;não sei como sair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas como poderia??? Não sei onde estou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Você poderia me ajudar a procurar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ah! mas você não pode...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me perdi num lugar que não existe...&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/9086379395473882039-4617186269082767822?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/4617186269082767822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=4617186269082767822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/4617186269082767822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/4617186269082767822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2009/11/somewhere-in-nowhere.html' title='Somewhere in Nowhere'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-6394790093229672232</id><published>2009-09-29T01:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T02:18:35.801-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imaginação'/><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/-3hcxURae6WI/TkNmGb5De9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/eONFUBUJ2H8/s1600/Music-and-me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hcxURae6WI/TkNmGb5De9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/eONFUBUJ2H8/s200/Music-and-me.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫&lt;br /&gt;além do inimaginável&lt;br /&gt;eu o vou buscar♫&lt;br /&gt;aquele lugar que é inigualável&lt;br /&gt;ninguém pode o decifrar ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪dentro de mim algo desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;tão maravilhoso quanto voar&lt;br /&gt;faz-me senitr entorpecido ♫&lt;br /&gt;nesse mundo um dia vou morar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de repente, onde estamos?&lt;br /&gt;aqui feliz pareço ser ♪&lt;br /&gt;♪será o mundo dos sonhos?&lt;br /&gt;para sempre aqui quero viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parece mesmo um sonho bom&lt;br /&gt;num instante se propaga e some no ar♫&lt;br /&gt;♪mas é a música que solta seu som&lt;br /&gt;pela imaginação faz-nos naufragar.&lt;br /&gt;♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-6394790093229672232?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hcxURae6WI/TkNmGb5De9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/eONFUBUJ2H8/s72-c/Music-and-me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-1138167456328961089</id><published>2009-09-27T20:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:20:15.980-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lembrança'/><title type='text'>FOTOS</title><content type='html'>Na parede do meu quarto vejo fotos diversas.&lt;br /&gt;Retratos do passado, para sempre armazenados.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter o poder mágico de entrar nelas&lt;br /&gt;e reviver aqueles momentos tão maravilhosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar dentro de uma foto seria maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;Um momento que relembro todos os dias nunca acabaria!&lt;br /&gt;Não mudaria meu passado, pois não o desejo diferente,&lt;br /&gt;mas evitaria que ele se tornasse passado&lt;br /&gt;e se transformasse em apenas uma foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: algo pequeno demais para registrar plenamente a felicidade daquela ocasião vivida!&lt;br /&gt;O que são fotos além de saudades no papel?&lt;br /&gt;É como transformar um sentimento em algo físico,&lt;br /&gt;Saudades desejadas, que deixamos ou não passarem diante de nossos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo tão maravilhoso quanto patético.&lt;br /&gt;Patético pois o desejamos conscientemente&lt;br /&gt;desejamos com o coração, algo tão maravilhoso de sentir&lt;br /&gt;que cria um mar de lágrimas nos olhos dos que olham "as fotos".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-1138167456328961089?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/1138167456328961089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=1138167456328961089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/1138167456328961089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/1138167456328961089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2009/09/fotos.html' title='FOTOS'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-2349846283895106640</id><published>2009-09-26T23:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:20:15.980-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tristesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perda'/><title type='text'>Novo Amor</title><content type='html'>Ao som de nossa música&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento que não posso resistir&lt;br /&gt;O pensamento sobre você em mim fica&lt;br /&gt;Que da minha mente não quer sair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lágrimas de meus olhos caem sem parar&lt;br /&gt;Mas engulo o choro e seco a água&lt;br /&gt;De você não quero mais lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, de minha mente vá embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não fez bem para mim&lt;br /&gt;Com meus sentimentos você brincou&lt;br /&gt;Não suportarei mais viver assim&lt;br /&gt;Com sua partida, minha vida se acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Uma vida nova comecei sem você&lt;br /&gt;Pois não só de memória vive um homem&lt;br /&gt;Agora sei que feliz, de novo, posso ser&lt;br /&gt;Pois não lembro mais nem mesmo seu nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que me ame com o coração&lt;br /&gt;Pelo mundo a fora vou procurar&lt;br /&gt;Um novo nome, nova música, quanta emoção!&lt;br /&gt;Um novo amor agora poderei encontrar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-2349846283895106640?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/feeds/2349846283895106640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086379395473882039&amp;postID=2349846283895106640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/2349846283895106640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086379395473882039/posts/default/2349846283895106640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com/2009/09/novo-amor.html' title='Novo Amor'/><author><name>Micael Gallo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17232883905342799032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yJKVkcErxc/Tj6RvQ3ZMoI/AAAAAAAAABU/GdR4bvSJK8c/s220/Limeira%2B-%2B%252815%2529%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086379395473882039.post-4116060240551612311</id><published>2009-09-23T00:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:20:15.981-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu queria...</title><content type='html'>QUERIA SER VOCÊ SÓ POR ESSA NOITE&lt;br /&gt;E VOCÊ NÃO PRECISARIA SER EU&lt;br /&gt;VOCÊ PODERIA SER  LIVRE E VOAR POR AÍ&lt;br /&gt;AO SABOR DO VENTO DE OUTONO&lt;br /&gt;E SENTIR A BRISA COMO UM  BEIJO&lt;br /&gt;QUADO SE DEITASSE O SOL&lt;br /&gt;E VIESSE A LUA COMO UM SONHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUERIA SER  VOCÊ, APENAS POR UM DIA&lt;br /&gt;E VOCÊ NEM PRECISARIA SER EU&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE EU JÁ NÃO SOU  NINGUEM*&lt;br /&gt;Sou apenas o vento com você a voar&lt;br /&gt;Sou a brisa em seu rosto como um  beijo tocar&lt;br /&gt;E a luz do por-do-sol no horizonte se apagar&lt;br /&gt;E a nova cor no  céu, a noite, dar lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser você só por um instante&lt;br /&gt;Mas você...  não precisaria ser eu&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia ser o que  quizesse ser&lt;br /&gt;O vento que nada e ninguem obedece&lt;br /&gt;A brisa que com a chegada do vento se esvaeci&lt;br /&gt;O amarelo no céu que com a noite desaparece&lt;br /&gt;O luar à meia noite que lá em cima  tudo enriquece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*por Rodrigo Palácios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086379395473882039-4116060240551612311?l=souvenirsdunreveur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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