<?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-5921697719586401974</id><updated>2012-02-11T12:59:19.698-08:00</updated><category term='Saudades'/><title type='text'>Nonato M. Silva</title><subtitle type='html'>"A suprema felicidade da vida é a convicção de ser amado por aquilo que você é, ou melhor, apesar daquilo que você é."
Nonato M. Silva</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nonato M. 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Ótima Comédia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="448" src="http://embed.videolog.tv/v/index.php?id_video=320004&amp;width=560&amp;height=448&amp;related=&amp;hd=&amp;color1=&amp;color2=&amp;color3=&amp;slideshow=&amp;config_url=&amp;" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videolog.tv/video.php?id=320004" target="_blank"&gt;Monólogos do Ânus&lt;/a&gt; por &lt;a href="http://www.videolog.tv/Frankie" target="_blank"&gt;Frankie&lt;/a&gt;  no &lt;a href="http://www.videolog.tv" target="_blank"&gt;Videolog.tv&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-8940492060872209279?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8940492060872209279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/12/monologos-do-anus-otima-comedia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8940492060872209279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8940492060872209279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/12/monologos-do-anus-otima-comedia.html' title='Monólogos do Ânus!!! Ótima Comédia.'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-7041154059272271701</id><published>2011-09-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:13:23.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS QUE UM AMIGO, UM IRMÃO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-oJFLlNLSI/ToUr5mErlAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NsxSQEU-VU0/s1600/Kcb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-oJFLlNLSI/ToUr5mErlAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NsxSQEU-VU0/s320/Kcb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dizer que admiro e gosto de você é muito pouco, porque uma amizade como a nossa merece mais, merecia ser descrita no infinito para que todos pudessem entender o que realmente ela representa na vida de cada um de nós, não sei se declaro, homenageio ou agradeço. Se eu fosse declarar, diria que sem você em meu caminho não haveria tantas coisas a contar, se fosse homenagear você, gostaria de lhe oferecer o brilho das estrelas e o caminho do calor do sol e você ficaria muito mais consciente desse meu gesto, mas prefiro agradecer, agradecer a Deus por sua amizade, dizer a ele que foi o melhor presente que recebi em minha vida, que você é realmente um ser iluminado que consegue trazer ao mundo um grande carisma e um grande companheirismo, você representa com nobreza a palavra amizade. Obrigada por fazer parte de minha vida!!! Brothers Forever!!!&lt;/span&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/5921697719586401974-7041154059272271701?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7041154059272271701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/mais-que-um-amigo-um-irmao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/7041154059272271701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/7041154059272271701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/mais-que-um-amigo-um-irmao.html' title='MAIS QUE UM AMIGO, UM IRMÃO!!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-oJFLlNLSI/ToUr5mErlAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NsxSQEU-VU0/s72-c/Kcb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-6853022428801515574</id><published>2011-09-16T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T14:52:49.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gostar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCGl33YavTI/TnPEBj_Jh9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/iJNTNOkJ6-A/s1600/aix%25C3%25A3o.txt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCGl33YavTI/TnPEBj_Jh9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/iJNTNOkJ6-A/s400/aix%25C3%25A3o.txt.jpg" width="400" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Gostar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;é quandovocê se apega à uma pessoa e começa a apreciá-la até demais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Paixão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;é quandovocê acha que a pessoa é perfeita&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Amor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;é quando você sabe que a pessoa não é perfeita, mas não tá nem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Desilusão&lt;i&gt;:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;quando você ama efaz de tudo pela pessoa q ama e ela não ta nem aí..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Experiência&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;própria, nessa vida já senti todos esses sentimentos...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Nonato M. Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5921697719586401974-6853022428801515574?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6853022428801515574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/gostar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6853022428801515574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6853022428801515574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/gostar.html' title='Gostar'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCGl33YavTI/TnPEBj_Jh9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/iJNTNOkJ6-A/s72-c/aix%25C3%25A3o.txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-8664447250637090138</id><published>2011-09-08T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:17:41.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Carta</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUFZiwF0OEM/TmkvTME7P2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UgYtwbcHcRk/s1600/desilus%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUFZiwF0OEM/TmkvTME7P2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UgYtwbcHcRk/s320/desilus%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estão todos rindo na minha mente, h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;á rumores sobre esse outro cara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Será que você faz o que fazia quando estava comigo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele a ama como eu amava?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Você se esqueceu de todos os planos que fez comigo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Porque, amor, eu não esqueci...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Deveria ser eu segurando a sua mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fazendo você rir,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;sentindo o seu beijo,&amp;nbsp;comprando presentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;É tão triste, é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tão errado, não posso seguir sem você crer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;que esse deveria ser eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Você disse que precisava dar um tempo dos meus erros, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;ngraçado como você usou esse tempo para me substituir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Você achou que eu não ia te ver saindo, indo para o cinema? O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que você está fazendo comigo? v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;ocê está o levando para onde a gente ia. Ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;ora, se você estiver tentando me magoar, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;stá funcionando, porque você sabe como fazer isso muito bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu preciso saber, devo lutar por amor ou desistir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está ficando mais difícil me defender dessa dor no meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nunca deveria ter deixado você ir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0l25XKNs8/Tmkvc3H0yZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LRBKSXLLG9E/s1600/blogg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tl0l25XKNs8/Tmkvc3H0yZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LRBKSXLLG9E/s320/blogg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Espero que o tempo não demore para apagar as mascas que você deixou no meu peito, e se deixar alguma marca, que seja somente a lembrança dos bons momentos que tivemos e uma bela amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Nonato M. Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-8664447250637090138?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8664447250637090138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-carta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8664447250637090138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8664447250637090138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/uma-carta.html' title='Uma Carta'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUFZiwF0OEM/TmkvTME7P2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UgYtwbcHcRk/s72-c/desilus%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-8302954100744473422</id><published>2011-09-05T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:43:44.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem dá mais?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P52fF4vmK-A/TmVr2gZ2nzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/eupzAm8lkTQ/s1600/Homem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P52fF4vmK-A/TmVr2gZ2nzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/eupzAm8lkTQ/s320/Homem.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtAJn1UP6aM/TmVsICeOxMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/--oLGAmeeBU/s1600/sofrer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtAJn1UP6aM/TmVsICeOxMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/--oLGAmeeBU/s200/sofrer.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Estou cansado de sofrer, já cansei de apanhar da vida. Chega de viver só me machucando o coração quer uma saída. Estou sozinho sem ninguém, coração a procura de alguém que queira me amar. Faço qualquer coisa só pra ter de novo a paz entrego o meu coração pra quem der mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Esse coração sofre sem ninguém, precisa de um carinho de um alguém. Quem dá mais por esse amor que tá preso dentro de mim? Quem me quer pra me amar até o fim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsp-uQcfC1o/TmVr_VXF3lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oRcWr1VPjgg/s1600/solidao.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; color: #666666; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsp-uQcfC1o/TmVr_VXF3lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oRcWr1VPjgg/s320/solidao.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;È tão fria essa cama por Deus o que foi que eu fiz?&lt;br /&gt;Faço tudo só pra achar um alguém que possa me fazer feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-8302954100744473422?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8302954100744473422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-da-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8302954100744473422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8302954100744473422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-da-mais.html' title='Quem dá mais?'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P52fF4vmK-A/TmVr2gZ2nzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/eupzAm8lkTQ/s72-c/Homem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-7127955897925637244</id><published>2011-09-01T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:08:52.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APRENDI COM A VIDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yH241LDt8Ik/Tl_lQXWIdUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p_y6Upc6DME/s1600/aprendii.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yH241LDt8Ik/Tl_lQXWIdUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p_y6Upc6DME/s400/aprendii.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647484527053403458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Aprendi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Que "amores eternos" podem acabar em uma noite. Que grandes&lt;br /&gt;amigos podem se tornar ferrenhos inimigos. Que o amor, sozinho, não tem a&lt;br /&gt;força que imaginei. Que ouvir aos outros é o melhor remédio e o pior&lt;br /&gt;veneno. Que a gente nunca conhece uma pessoa de verdade, afinal gastamos&lt;br /&gt;uma vida inteira para conhecer a nós mesmos. Que confiança não é questão&lt;br /&gt;de luxo, e sim de sobrevivência. Que os poucos amigos que te apóiam na&lt;br /&gt;queda, são muito mais fortes do que os muitos que te empurram. Que o&lt;br /&gt;"nunca mais" nunca se cumpre. Que o "para sempre" sempre acaba. Que minha&lt;br /&gt;família com suas mil diferenças, está sempre aqui quando eu preciso. Que&lt;br /&gt;ainda não inventaram nada melhor do que colo de mãe desde que o mundo é&lt;br /&gt;mundo. Que vou sempre me surpreender, seja com os outros ou comigo. Que vou&lt;br /&gt;cair e levantar milhões de vezes... E ainda NÃO vou ter aprendido&lt;br /&gt;tudo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&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/5921697719586401974-7127955897925637244?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7127955897925637244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/aprendi-com-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/7127955897925637244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/7127955897925637244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/09/aprendi-com-vida.html' title='APRENDI COM A VIDA!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yH241LDt8Ik/Tl_lQXWIdUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/p_y6Upc6DME/s72-c/aprendii.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-4952570571599845360</id><published>2011-08-29T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:30:38.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>História Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vk2OFl2onUc/Tlwg4mz4dpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ivhk7lO2rP8/s1600/Felicidade%2Bno%2BAmor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vk2OFl2onUc/Tlwg4mz4dpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ivhk7lO2rP8/s400/Felicidade%2Bno%2BAmor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646424189678679698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 20px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 20px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Era quase finaldo ano,e como de &lt;a title="costume" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=costume&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;costume&lt;/a&gt; ,haveria o baile da escola.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny uma garota do tipo que não gostava de muitos amigos,ou seja,meio patricinha.Estranhamente jenny decidiu que queria ir ao baile com Josh.JOSH!!!!!!!!!!.Falou suas amigas,ele é o pior cara para voçê,ou seja,voçê não pode ir ao baile com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muitas discussões e debates ela foi mesmo com ele.Desde aquele dia há história dos dois iam mudar para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Dias mais tarde eles saíram juntos de novo,e daí por diante começaram um grande romance.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias josh ia até a casa de Jenny e sempre contavas para ela,lindo e magníficos poemas,e sempre acrescentando no final ?eu te amo?.&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim durante vários dias,todas as noites fazia o mesmo percuso, até uma vez quando Josh viajou para Inglaterra,ele enviou uma mensagem.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias Jenny não conseguiria dormir sem o seu ?eu te amo?.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny:Certa vez eu encontrei Josh perto de um lago,sozinho tocando violão,e le cantou uma música que nunca irei me esquecer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....E ainda que eu falasse&lt;br /&gt;A língua dos homens&lt;br /&gt;E dos anjos&lt;br /&gt;Sem amor nada seria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ainda que eu &lt;a title="tivesse" href="http://www.achando.info/verbos/conjugar/tivesse.html" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;tivesse&lt;/a&gt; dons&lt;br /&gt;E a aprovação dos homens&lt;br /&gt;Sem amor não seria de nenhum valor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny:Desde aquele dia,eu não consegui mais para de pensar em Josh,todos os dias eu lia emocionada as minhas cartas;e sempre esperava o meu ?eu te amo?.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia Josh não escreveu,eu não entendi,ele sempre escrevia confessou Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny:quando fui até a casa da tia de Josh perguntei a ela o que havia acontecido.Ela disse que josh estava no hospital muito doente.&lt;br /&gt;No outro dia eu fui até o hospital visitar Josh,mais quando cheguei parecia que aquele alegre sorriso havia se transformada em uma grande &lt;a title="tristeza" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=tristeza&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;tristeza&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Havia saído o diagnóstico médico e Josh estava com &lt;a title="câncer" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=c%E2ncer&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;câncer&lt;/a&gt; em seu estado terminal.A partir daí todos os dias Jenny estva no hospital,e neste mesmo lugar escutou uma das frases mais queridas por ela:&lt;br /&gt;Jenny escute exclamou Josh: &lt;a title="Amar" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=Amar&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Amar&lt;/a&gt; não é simplesmente dizer ?eu te amo?, mais sim encontrar no outro a sua própria felicidade,eu já encontrei que é voçê, boa noite e não se esqueça ?eu te amo?.&lt;br /&gt;Já perto dos seus dias finais, e também perto do aniversário de Jenny,ela foi até o hospital,e Josh lhe entregou um &lt;a title="caderno" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=caderno&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;caderno&lt;/a&gt; como presente.&lt;br /&gt;Isso era sábado no domingo Josh morreu.&lt;br /&gt;Na segunda por volta das 09:00 da noite,estava sozinha no quarto e deciciu ver o presente,mais quando olhou esta va escrito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda-feira:Jenny voçê é a &lt;a title="pessoa" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=pessoa&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;pessoa&lt;/a&gt; mais incrível que eu já tive ao meu lado,&lt;a title="obrigado" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=obrigado&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;obrigado&lt;/a&gt; por voçê existir.&lt;br /&gt;?EU TE AMO?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terça-feira:Jenny obrigado por voçê me ensinar a amar e ser &lt;a title="amado" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=amado&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;amado&lt;/a&gt; ,voçê é especial.&lt;br /&gt;?EU TE AMO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarta-feira:Tudo na vida tem um objetivo,um olhar uma &lt;a title="palavra" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=palavra&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;palavra&lt;/a&gt; ,um beijo, por isso não se arrependa do que voçê fez.&lt;br /&gt;?Tu és eternamente responsável pelo aquilo que cativas?&lt;br /&gt;?EU TE AMO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinta-feira:Jenny,sonhos são as nossas motivações nunca desista dos seus sonhos,porque a sempre alguém que não desistiu de voçê.&lt;br /&gt;?EU TE AMO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexta-feira:se eu pudesse explicar o quanto voçê é especial não conseguira simplesmente obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;?EU TE AMO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny:quando terminei a semana só &lt;a title="Deus" href="http://www.achando.info/index.php?query=Deus&amp;amp;action=search" style="color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Deus&lt;/a&gt; sabe como eu estava.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sabia se Josh era um anjo ou um ser humano,eu não podia explicar sua bondade, ele era íncrivel,ele era o meu Josh.Eu aprendi várias coisas,menos ficar sem Josh,e muito menos passar o resto da minha vida sem escutar o doce e inconfudível EU TE AMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-4952570571599845360?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4952570571599845360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/08/historia-real.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4952570571599845360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4952570571599845360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/08/historia-real.html' title='História Real'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vk2OFl2onUc/Tlwg4mz4dpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ivhk7lO2rP8/s72-c/Felicidade%2Bno%2BAmor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-6591384245798212500</id><published>2011-08-27T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:29:30.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR VERDADEIRO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa8AWlj1I0/TlmLJzzpCvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/f4RiQ-1xe1U/s1600/verdadero%2Bamo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa8AWlj1I0/TlmLJzzpCvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/f4RiQ-1xe1U/s400/verdadero%2Bamo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645696608527518450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O amor verdadeiro não é algo que se tira ou se põe no coração como uma peça de roupa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro não more, não passa, não se dissolve com o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro sobrevive a qualquer coisa, qualquer mágoa, qualquer conflito.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, um simples sentimento, por mais forte que possa ser, pode ser sim tirado do coração.&lt;br /&gt;Um simples sentimento pode ser virado como uma página de livro.&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro não.&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro eu vou levar para o restante de minha vida, não importa o que possa acontecer ele estará sempre em meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcLMb7KgOms/TlmLJZ5AiYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ATuYTQb_Udc/s1600/AMO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcLMb7KgOms/TlmLJZ5AiYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ATuYTQb_Udc/s400/AMO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645696601570707842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-6591384245798212500?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6591384245798212500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor-verdadeiro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6591384245798212500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6591384245798212500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor-verdadeiro.html' title='AMOR VERDADEIRO!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa8AWlj1I0/TlmLJzzpCvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/f4RiQ-1xe1U/s72-c/verdadero%2Bamo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-1852054976305341974</id><published>2011-07-11T15:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:07:19.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A HISTÓRIA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBLCrvRZ-nc/Thtz5CHXP7I/AAAAAAAAANo/qtTuHeoOKf4/s1600/historia.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 74px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBLCrvRZ-nc/Thtz5CHXP7I/AAAAAAAAANo/qtTuHeoOKf4/s400/historia.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628219582987059122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Era uma vez uma ilha, onde moravam os seguintes sentimentos: a alegria, a tristeza, a vaidade, a sabedoria, o amor e outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um dia avisaram para os moradores desta ilha que ela ia ser inundada. Apavorado, o amor cuidou para que todos os sentimentos se salvassem; ele então falou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;_ Fujam todos, a ilha vai ser inundada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Todos correram e pegaram seu barquinho, para irem a um morro bem alto. Só o amor não se apressou, pois queria ficar um pouco mais na ilha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando já estava se afogando, correu para pedir ajuda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Estava passando a riqueza e ele disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Riqueza, leve-me com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Não posso, meu barco está cheio de ouro e prata e você não vai caber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Passou então a vaidade e ele pediu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Oh! Vaidade, leve-me com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Não posso você vai sujar o meu barco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Logo atrás vinha a tristeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Tristeza, posso ir com você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;— Ah! Amor, estou tão triste que prefiro ir sozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Passou a alegria, mas estava tão alegre que nem ouviu o amor chamar por ela. Já desesperado, achando que ia ficar só, o amor começou a chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Então passou um barquinho, onde estava um velhinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Sobe, amor que eu te levo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O amor ficou tão radiante de felicidade que esqueceu de perguntar o nome do velhinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chegando no morro alto onde estavam os sentimentos, ele perguntou à sabedoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Sabedoria, quem era o velhinho que me trouxe aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- O tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- O tempo? Mas, por que só o tempo me trouxe aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Porque só o tempo é capaz de ajudar e entender um grande amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-1852054976305341974?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1852054976305341974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/07/historia-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/1852054976305341974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/1852054976305341974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/07/historia-do-amor.html' title='A HISTÓRIA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBLCrvRZ-nc/Thtz5CHXP7I/AAAAAAAAANo/qtTuHeoOKf4/s72-c/historia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5707810070803888233</id><published>2011-07-08T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:06:21.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CANSADO DEMAIS!!</title><content type='html'>Nossa, hoje no trabalho foi realmente um dia daqueles de não parar um segundo...&lt;div&gt;Estou exausto... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-5707810070803888233?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5707810070803888233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/07/cansado-demais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5707810070803888233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5707810070803888233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/07/cansado-demais.html' title='CANSADO DEMAIS!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-1494885536555068784</id><published>2011-03-27T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:58:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FESTIVAL DE CENAS CURTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0USM5J3XsgI/TY-0OBizvAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iW6qocwiCJM/s1600/marca%2Bcenascurtas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0USM5J3XsgI/TY-0OBizvAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iW6qocwiCJM/s400/marca%2Bcenascurtas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588883815615675394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; " href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FHVUm2mxKQ/TY-z0DL1-jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pFGGfydz4z4/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ontem dia 26 de março o Espaço Cultural Trilhos foi palco de um Festival de Cenas Curtas que reuniu 15 grupos de teatro que apresentaram os mais variados tipos de cena, desde a comédia ao drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O festival foi um sucesso!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Depois de tanto tempo sem ir ao teatro, fiquei impressionado com tudo o que ví, a expressão de cada ator, a forma como eles se entregavam ao perssonagem. Confesso que teve momentos que deu vontade de chorar de tão emocionante que foi o espetáculo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O melhor de tudo é que tive o prazer de conhecer e sentar com um dos grupos de teatro o Grupo IP de Teatro(Identidade Própria), pessoas super legais que sabem como fazer você se divertir de verdade. Nessa noite mágica o grupo IP de Teatro apresentou uma cena da peça "As crônicas de Dorothy", uma comédia que me fez rir de montão. Esse maravilhoso grupo está de parabéns, assim como todos os outros que se apresentaram nessa noite de pura magía e cultura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Além dos grupos de teatro, também se apresentou o Grupo Afoxé, que fez a abertura do espetáculo com uma dança afro que encantou a todos que estavam alí presentes. Infelizmente não pude ficar para a Virada Cultural que se iniciou com o fim do Festival de Cenas Curtas. Mas de uma coisa eu tenho certeza, no próximo ano estarei lá para conferir e registrar tudo de perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;De uma coisa estou certo: "Foi uma das Melhores noites"&lt;br /&gt;Valeu Fael!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Nonato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5921697719586401974-1494885536555068784?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1494885536555068784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/festival-de-cenas-curtas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/1494885536555068784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/1494885536555068784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/festival-de-cenas-curtas.html' title='FESTIVAL DE CENAS CURTAS'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0USM5J3XsgI/TY-0OBizvAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/iW6qocwiCJM/s72-c/marca%2Bcenascurtas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-2188323741646825825</id><published>2011-03-26T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:23:23.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR PROIBIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dszRZ7gje8/TY-qjACmV0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_5jJ010S650/s1600/n.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dszRZ7gje8/TY-qjACmV0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_5jJ010S650/s400/n.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588873180873119554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É tão difícil amar alguém que, por uma convenção         social,&lt;br /&gt;está proibido prá gente...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil ter de lidar com a falta de alguém que&lt;br /&gt;     a gente sabe que num lugar bem perto,&lt;br /&gt;também está sentindo o mesmo         sufoco, a mesma angústia,&lt;br /&gt;a mesma falta... mas tem também  a         mesma&lt;br /&gt;impotência diante da situação...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil não poder ser dono de si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;e fazer         o que se tem vontade e necessidade,&lt;br /&gt;por se estar preso a um compromisso do qual a gente não&lt;br /&gt;pode simplesmente se desvencilhar, porque existem&lt;br /&gt;     muitos outros fatores a serem considerados e não se pode&lt;br /&gt;ser tão egoísta         e pensar só no bem estar da gente...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil não querer magoar as pessoas que nos         cercam e&lt;br /&gt;por isso mesmo a gente ter de magoar a si próprio...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil não ter nem a chance de poder dividir         com  alguém&lt;br /&gt;que a gente ama, mesmo que só por telefone,&lt;br /&gt;o que se está         se sentindo num dia tão especial como hoje...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil não poder,  no momento que se         quer,&lt;br /&gt;dizer pessoalmente a alguém que a gente ama, por exemplo,&lt;br /&gt;     um Feliz Natal         Meu Amor, ou um Feliz Aniversário,&lt;br /&gt;ou uma Feliz Páscoa, ou um Parabéns         pelo novo emprego...&lt;br /&gt;     enfim, não poder comemorar as datas e os momentos         que&lt;br /&gt;mais nos tocam e que mais nos fazem desejar estar com&lt;br /&gt;a pessoa que         realmente amamos...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil sufocar isso tudo dentro da gente e ter         de disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;e fazer de conta que está tudo bem, tudo certo...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil não poder assumir nossa verdadeira         escolha e ter de&lt;br /&gt;     continuar a vida insossa que se tem até sabe-se lá         quando...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É muito difícil não poder ser a gente mesmo&lt;br /&gt;e         viver com toda a intensidade o amor&lt;br /&gt;que finalmente chegou em nossa         vida...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil demais viver um amor proibido...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;É difícil demais não poder ter você aqui e         agora comigo&lt;br /&gt;Meu Amor e juntos podermos comemorar essa data&lt;br /&gt;tão         especial...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ah! como é difícil !!!&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/5921697719586401974-2188323741646825825?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2188323741646825825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/amor-proibido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/2188323741646825825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/2188323741646825825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/amor-proibido.html' title='AMOR PROIBIDO'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3dszRZ7gje8/TY-qjACmV0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_5jJ010S650/s72-c/n.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5584886471047500046</id><published>2011-03-22T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:57:56.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O VALOR DA AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7dREmd4AKg/TYj_AjDRIlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CTgnvTzvAw4/s1600/enfants_coquins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7dREmd4AKg/TYj_AjDRIlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CTgnvTzvAw4/s400/enfants_coquins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586995722627129938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje lendo um livro encontrei um texto que é muito interessante e que gostei muito, então resolví postá-lo aqui no blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você já parou para pensar sobre o        valor da amizade? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Às vezes nos encontramos preocupados, ansiosos,&lt;br /&gt;em  volta há situações        complicadas,       nos sentindo meio que  perdidos, mas somente o fato de conversarmos com um amigo,        desabafando o que nos está no íntimo, já nos sentimos melhor, mesmo que as        coisas permaneçam inalteradas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes são os amigos  que nos fazem sorrir quando tínhamos vontade        de chorar,         mas a sua simples presença traz de volta o sol a brilhar em nossa vida.        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A simplicidade das brincadeiras pueris, da conversa informal,&lt;br /&gt;momentos  de descontração que muitas vezes pode ser numa conversa rápida ao         telefone,       no vai e vem do dia ou da noite,&lt;br /&gt;no ambiente de trabalho ou de escola,        enfim, em qualquer lugar a qualquer hora. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entretanto, não existe só alegria, amor, felicidade nesta relação que como        em qualquer outro relacinamento, passa por crises passageiras, por momentos intempestivos, abalos        ocasionais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda que tenhamos muito carinho pelo amigo em questão,&lt;br /&gt;às vezes por        insegurança, por ciúme,       por estarmos emocionalmente alterados ou nos sentindo pressionados, acabamos sendo injustos com ele e isso pode ser recíproco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Podemos  comparar esse elo de amizade ao tempo que passa por alterações         climáticas constantemente,       mas é dessa forma que aprendemos a nos  conhecer, compartilhar momentos,        que se desenvolve uma amizade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diante  do amigo somos nós mesmos, deixamos vir à tona nossos pensamentos a         respeito das coisas, da vida,       nos mostramos como  verdadeiramente somos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há amigos que nos ensinam muito, nos fazem enxergar situações que às vezes        não percebemos o seu real sentido,&lt;br /&gt;compartilham a sua experiência conosco, nos falam usando da verdade que        buscamos encontrar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São  eles também que nos chamam a razão, chamando a nossa atenção quando         agimos de modo contraditório,       que nos dizem coisas que não  queremos ouvir, aceitar, compreender.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao longo de  nossa vida muitos amigos passam por ela e nos deixam saudade,       mas  também deixam a recordação de tudo que foi vivido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É na amizade verdadeira que encontramos sinceridade, lealdade, afinidade,        cumplicidade, simplicidade, fraternidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigos  são irmãos que a vida nos deu para caminhar conosco ao longo da         nossa jornada espiritual,       extrapolando os limites do tempo,  continuando quando e onde Deus assim o        permitir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema produzido por   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         Sandra Quevedo Demarchi Nogueira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS. Ela se garante!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-5584886471047500046?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5584886471047500046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-valor-da-amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5584886471047500046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5584886471047500046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-valor-da-amizade.html' title='O VALOR DA AMIZADE'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7dREmd4AKg/TYj_AjDRIlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CTgnvTzvAw4/s72-c/enfants_coquins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5664546688943963105</id><published>2011-03-21T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:34:38.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARABÉNS FAEL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-X0rquQ_aI/TYdhuyiSF6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Y6qxF1awfb0/s1600/OgAAAEhyRgLASQ34hcsQ6dfK925JH1u6SpxqEGzt1_D5cGpmYc7CkLULc9f3_xjWukd5wQ1fnfxYGipqCzF_Bos4VSsAm1T1ULEpQhM4c9m8H7Zo0EfcJCWHFyVh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-X0rquQ_aI/TYdhuyiSF6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Y6qxF1awfb0/s400/OgAAAEhyRgLASQ34hcsQ6dfK925JH1u6SpxqEGzt1_D5cGpmYc7CkLULc9f3_xjWukd5wQ1fnfxYGipqCzF_Bos4VSsAm1T1ULEpQhM4c9m8H7Zo0EfcJCWHFyVh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586541319243831202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na semana passada meu mais novo amigo(Rafael), recebeu uma das melhores notícias que alguém pode receber nesse período, ele passou no vestibular. foi aprovado para o curso de letras na UESPI.&lt;br /&gt;E como eu não poderia ficar de fora dessa comemoração, estou dedicando esta postagem inteiramente para ele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É dia de comemorar a conquista de alguém que com muita garra e determinação inicia uma nova caminhada...&lt;br /&gt;É o fim de longos dias de vestibular; fim de duros dias de insônia,  ansiedade e incerteza... e o início da preparação para uma carreira  brilhante! Sua aprovação não foi por sorte, nem por acaso. É o resultado de muito  esforço, empregado em sua busca incansável pela realização de um sonho.&lt;br /&gt;O orgulho e a admiração que sentimos são infinitamente maiores que estas palavras e uma simbólica faixa de Parabéns, assim como a alegria que parece não caber em nossos sorrisos e lágrimas de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns pelo vestibular, e tudo de bom que há neste mundo para a nova etapa que se inicia em sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Rumo ao sucesso, sempre!&lt;br /&gt;Áh , e não esquece que você pode contar com mais um amigo de verdade na sua lista, saiba que sempre estarei aqui para apoiar você em todos os seus planos, e embarcar com você em todas as suas idéias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;É&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; AMIGO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-5664546688943963105?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5664546688943963105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/parabens-fael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5664546688943963105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5664546688943963105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/parabens-fael.html' title='PARABÉNS FAEL!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-X0rquQ_aI/TYdhuyiSF6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Y6qxF1awfb0/s72-c/OgAAAEhyRgLASQ34hcsQ6dfK925JH1u6SpxqEGzt1_D5cGpmYc7CkLULc9f3_xjWukd5wQ1fnfxYGipqCzF_Bos4VSsAm1T1ULEpQhM4c9m8H7Zo0EfcJCWHFyVh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5350855923900811966</id><published>2011-03-18T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:33:58.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAR DE ILUSÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O que é ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Se não obras de um caminho incerto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Um caminho não visto pelo destino&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho de enganos...&lt;br /&gt;O que é ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Se não uma crença falsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Em um sonho impossível. &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilusões são degraus;&lt;br /&gt;Degraus que fazem&lt;br /&gt;De nossas pernas reféns...&lt;br /&gt;Degraus que o destino&lt;br /&gt;É subir até os limites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;E alcançar o amor.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos que provar ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Para descobrir o verdadeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;A ilusão não descoberta&lt;br /&gt;É um amor temporário&lt;br /&gt;Um amor que não tem o valor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;De um sentimento verdadeiro.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilusões machucam o coração&lt;br /&gt;Mas o remédio para curar essas feridas,&lt;br /&gt;São as descobertas de um verdadeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos no mundo dentro de um barco&lt;br /&gt;Chamado esperança&lt;br /&gt;Que navega em um mar de ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Onde seu destino é um dia encontrar&lt;br /&gt;O amor em sua forma de felicidade.&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/5921697719586401974-5350855923900811966?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5350855923900811966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/mar-de-ilusoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5350855923900811966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5350855923900811966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/03/mar-de-ilusoes.html' title='MAR DE ILUSÕES'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5538394380985039968</id><published>2011-02-17T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:25:14.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosa de Saron volta a Teresina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9x8YsEzR5E/TV1ZnwZ7XRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlYx2Pv6L8A/s1600/Rosa-de-Saron-Horizonte-Vivo-Distante-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574710453297962258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9x8YsEzR5E/TV1ZnwZ7XRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlYx2Pv6L8A/s400/Rosa-de-Saron-Horizonte-Vivo-Distante-2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está confirmado! Dia 06  de maio em Teresina o mega show da banda Rosa de Saron. Com quase vinte anos de carreira, o grupo é a maior banda de pop/rock católica do país e atrai multidões para seus inspirados, vibrantes e emocionates espetáculos.&lt;br /&gt;As informações sobre ingressos e camarotes ainda não foram divulgadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5921697719586401974-5538394380985039968?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5538394380985039968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/02/rosa-de-saron-volta-teresina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5538394380985039968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5538394380985039968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2011/02/rosa-de-saron-volta-teresina.html' title='Rosa de Saron volta a Teresina'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9x8YsEzR5E/TV1ZnwZ7XRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BlYx2Pv6L8A/s72-c/Rosa-de-Saron-Horizonte-Vivo-Distante-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-6214692722665935276</id><published>2010-11-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:22:53.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NXZero lança na internet o primeiro clipe do disco 'Projeto paralelo'</title><content type='html'>O grupo NXZero acaba de gravar o primeiro clipe do disco "Projeto paralelo", que chega às lojas em novembro. "Só rezo 0.2", uma das faixas do CD, foi a escolhida. Diridigo pelo guitarrista Gee Rocha, o vídeo será lançado no &lt;a href="http://nxzero.com.br/"&gt;site da banda&lt;/a&gt; nesta quinta-feira, dia 28.&lt;br /&gt;"Só rezo 0.2" tem a participação do rapper Emicida e da rapper YoYo, que gravou a música diretamente de Los Angeles. Conta também com os scratches do DJ King.&lt;br /&gt;O web clipe mistura imagens da composição original (o papel onde a letra foi composta) com bastidores da gravação do disco, mostrando as várias participações do "Projeto paralelo".&lt;br /&gt;O novo álbum vai ter novas versões com elementos do hip hop para sucessos como "Cedo ou tarde"” e "A melhor parte de mim", além de quatro faixas inéditas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-6214692722665935276?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6214692722665935276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/11/nxzero-lanca-na-internet-o-primeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6214692722665935276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6214692722665935276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/11/nxzero-lanca-na-internet-o-primeiro.html' title='NXZero lança na internet o primeiro clipe do disco &apos;Projeto paralelo&apos;'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-354839809296210325</id><published>2010-11-09T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:57:59.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NXZero lança na internet o primeiro clipe do disco 'Projeto paralelo'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmtzXz9haI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Lv01u8PId_E/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537648314905626018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmtzXz9haI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Lv01u8PId_E/s400/2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmty8vRu9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kCz2wt-DolA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537648307638221778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmty8vRu9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kCz2wt-DolA/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmsYOAuakI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DhUxgTpi7h8/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537646748906711618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmsYOAuakI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DhUxgTpi7h8/s400/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/5921697719586401974-354839809296210325?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/354839809296210325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/11/enviado-por-ana-carolina-de-souza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/354839809296210325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/354839809296210325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/11/enviado-por-ana-carolina-de-souza.html' title='NXZero lança na internet o primeiro clipe do disco &apos;Projeto paralelo&apos;'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TNmtzXz9haI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Lv01u8PId_E/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-6945192877215046834</id><published>2010-10-31T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:32:43.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A decepção!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TM3R_LoAI6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4WDnxg-2BI8/s1600/20101029-1257-22-A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534310400490742690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TM3R_LoAI6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4WDnxg-2BI8/s400/20101029-1257-22-A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TM3R-_KOFBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B_ZW8iDlwO4/s1600/20101029-1257-8-A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534310397144601618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TM3R-_KOFBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B_ZW8iDlwO4/s400/20101029-1257-8-A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pô galera, esse final de semana, dia 29/10/10 tive uma grande decepção, fui ao show que se entitulava "O maior encontro de forró do mundo", mas foi o pior, e olha que tinha tudo para ser o melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se apresentaram as bandas Limão com Mel, Mastruz com Leite e Magníficos. Se não fosse a Limão com mel o show teria sido um desastre total, por que as outras duas bandas fizeram uma pécima apresentação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não gostei!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5921697719586401974-6945192877215046834?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6945192877215046834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/10/decepcao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6945192877215046834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/6945192877215046834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/10/decepcao.html' title='A decepção!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/TM3R_LoAI6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/4WDnxg-2BI8/s72-c/20101029-1257-22-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-5375747616380507597</id><published>2010-03-06T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T13:03:52.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOW EM VISTA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/S5LDE0MrzgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rhYwFIWEcZI/s1600-h/claudia_leite_sobe_ao_palco_pela_primeira_vez_como_cantora_solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445629386943090178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/S5LDE0MrzgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rhYwFIWEcZI/s400/claudia_leite_sobe_ao_palco_pela_primeira_vez_como_cantora_solo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EM BREVE TERÁ CLAUDIA LEITE FEST NO PIAUI, E EU CON CERTEZA ESTAREI LÁ MARCANDO PRESENÇA, PARA FAZER TODA A COBERTURA DO EVENTO E TRAZER AQUI PRA O BLOG....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGUARDEM!!!&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/5921697719586401974-5375747616380507597?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5375747616380507597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/03/show-em-vista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5375747616380507597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/5375747616380507597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2010/03/show-em-vista.html' title='SHOW EM VISTA!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. 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Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/S5LA_JujPMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YsD7N1FSBVU/s72-c/bloco-dinamite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-9155630755059140829</id><published>2009-12-07T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:58:04.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; "&gt;OLÁ MEUS BROTHER, PASSANDO RAPIDINHO PRA LEMBRAR QUE TÁ CHEGANDO A HORA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;É NESSA SEMANA QUE VOU VOLTAR PARA O PIAUÍ, POIS É DEPOIS DE TANTA ESPERA CHEGOU A SEMANA DA VIAGEM E EU ESTOU MUITO ANSIOSO PRA ENTRAR NO ÔNIBUS E CHEGAR LOGO EM TERESINA-PI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ME DESEJEM SORTE GALERA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;BJOS E ATÉ MAIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-9155630755059140829?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/9155630755059140829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/ola-meus-brother-passando-rapidinho-pra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/9155630755059140829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/9155630755059140829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/ola-meus-brother-passando-rapidinho-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-8610649354233974415</id><published>2009-12-05T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:40:22.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGORA TAMBÉM NO TWITTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;OLÁ GALERINHA, PASSANDO RAPIDINHO SÓ PRA AVISAR QUE AGORA ESTOU TAMBÉM NO TWITTER: twitter.com/nonnatomsilva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;bjos galerinha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-8610649354233974415?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8610649354233974415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/agora-tambem-no-twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8610649354233974415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8610649354233974415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/agora-tambem-no-twitter.html' title='AGORA TAMBÉM NO TWITTER!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-3908289428465068197</id><published>2009-12-05T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:35:57.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ NATAL!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SxrgOv9korI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wJnrTIk2WpI/s1600-h/feliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SxrgOv9korI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wJnrTIk2WpI/s400/feliz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411884446236582578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-3908289428465068197?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3908289428465068197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/3908289428465068197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/3908289428465068197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal.html' title='FELIZ NATAL!!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SxrgOv9korI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wJnrTIk2WpI/s72-c/feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-4461589609995097872</id><published>2009-11-23T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:04:03.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando Para as Raízes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuFOzBQTvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fOUqMRT26-A/s1600/non3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 302px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407562266848546546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuFOzBQTvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fOUqMRT26-A/s400/non3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olá galerinha, olha eu aqui mais uma vez, edessa vez estou passando para avisar que estou deixando a cidade de Goiânia-GO, pois é, depois de um ano e seis meses vivendo na capital sertaneja decicí voltar para a minha cidade natal que é a minha grande e belíssima "capital do sol" Teresina-PI. Ainda não marquei a data da viajem, mas quero ir antes do natal, estou muito feliz por poder voltar pra minha cidade e reencontrar todos os meus amigos e aminha familia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;... Pois é galerinha, notícia dada né!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;então mais uma vez vou ficando por aqui deixando um grande abraço e mil beijos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Valew e até a próxima postagem!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nonato M. Silva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-4461589609995097872?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4461589609995097872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/voltando-para-as-raizes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4461589609995097872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4461589609995097872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/voltando-para-as-raizes.html' title='Voltando Para as Raízes'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuFOzBQTvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fOUqMRT26-A/s72-c/non3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-4443291573505879893</id><published>2009-11-04T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:39:58.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigas mais que especiais!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SvG8JRuhAII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ND789Qn2unM/s1600-h/cmc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400304295757283458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SvG8JRuhAII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ND789Qn2unM/s400/cmc2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olá galera, olha eu aqui mais uma vez, dessa vaz resolví dedicar um espaço no meu blog pra homenagear essas figuras que tamto amo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...estou falando de nada mais nada menos que minha três melhores amigas, pois é, Carol S., Marilia e Carol B., essas três ficarão pra sempre em meu coração, elas me mostraram que amigos de verdade não é aquele que está alí em todos os teus momontos de alegria, mas sim aqueles que estão presnte em todos os momentos de sua vida independente de ser um momento ruim ou um momento bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Obrigado por tudo amigas!!! Apesar da distâcia sempre amarei vocês."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais uma vez vou fuicando por aqui galera, bjos e até a próxima postagem!!!&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/5921697719586401974-4443291573505879893?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4443291573505879893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/amigas-mais-que-especiais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4443291573505879893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4443291573505879893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/amigas-mais-que-especiais.html' title='Amigas mais que especiais!!!!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SvG8JRuhAII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ND789Qn2unM/s72-c/cmc2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-8404898383871554024</id><published>2009-11-02T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:15:11.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anahí, ex-RBD, já está no Brasil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/Su-uHiJnB4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/co_fgp-1UwE/s1600-h/anahi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725922689943426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/Su-uHiJnB4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/co_fgp-1UwE/s320/anahi+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais linda e simpática, cantora volta ao país para apresentações de sua primeira turnê solo. Fãs estão enlouquecidos!&lt;br /&gt;Os fãs de Brasília e Recife já puderam ver de pertinho a diva Anahí de volta aos palcos brasileiros. A belíssima cantora mexicana fará suas apresentações em Fortaleza, São Paulo e Rio de Janeiro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;03.11.2009 - São Paulo HSBC Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;05.11.2009 - Rio de Janeiro Vivo Rio07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.2009 - Porto Alegre&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/5921697719586401974-8404898383871554024?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8404898383871554024/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/anahi-ex-rbd-ja-esta-no-brasil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8404898383871554024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/8404898383871554024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/anahi-ex-rbd-ja-esta-no-brasil.html' title='Anahí, ex-RBD, já está no Brasil!'/><author><name>Nonato M. Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05563901002772686932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/SwuBLPz9DcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AKNDR3lg8eA/S220/no.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/Su-uHiJnB4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/co_fgp-1UwE/s72-c/anahi+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921697719586401974.post-4324595760008056911</id><published>2009-11-02T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:39:25.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calcinha Preta em Teresina PI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/Su-lh4bGb5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/wNRlsS9EaxY/s1600-h/CalcinhaPreta2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399716479740833682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIfReklDZMQ/Su-lh4bGb5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/wNRlsS9EaxY/s320/CalcinhaPreta2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oi galera passei só pra avisar que estou indo passar um mês de férias no Piauí, e o melhor de tudo é que a Kalor Produções vai promover no próximo dia 20 de novembro, "Calcinha Fest" com as bandas Calcinha Preta, Balança Nenem e Lilly e Banda no Atlantic City Clube em Teresina-PI. O evento é uma promoção do Sistema Meio Norte de Comunicação. Com certeza eu estarei lá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;bjos galera linda e até a próxima postagem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nonato M. Silva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-4324595760008056911?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4324595760008056911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/calcinha-preta-em-teresina-pi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4324595760008056911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/4324595760008056911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/11/calcinha-preta-em-teresina-pi.html' title='Calcinha Preta em Teresina PI'/><author><name>Nonato M. 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TE AMO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realidade: magnífica, quando a real satisfaçãoda vida está ao seu lado!!&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia: amar e saber que o único obstáculo é, simplesmente, você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921697719586401974-937192320212415457?l=nonatomsilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/feeds/937192320212415457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/03/lembranca-dos-velhos-tempos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/937192320212415457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921697719586401974/posts/default/937192320212415457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonatomsilva.blogspot.com/2009/03/lembranca-dos-velhos-tempos.html' title='LEMBRANÇA DOS VELHOS TEMPOS'/><author><name>Nonato M. 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