<?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-388970584069254414</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:04:45.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedro Zacarias</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedrozaca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/388970584069254414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedrozaca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Cultura da Zona Norte SP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03068724219937716648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb6SVLp5UMQ/TXzNpsRiYII/AAAAAAAAAPA/yFlhSMJybxQ/s220/19855_105083006177256_100000266723874_135625_7667180_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-388970584069254414.post-4295623756683789334</id><published>2011-12-26T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:23:05.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feliz Natal Apaixonado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="align-full" src="http://api.ning.com/files/X4C0hCFCGSphk6yfj1tlMwLeBTJcyNiyLV9aw7vL2vDaypPP8aMSi8n-Htak6*qtk-X2sGNNvAuMMLWA*wYLKWxs18An4jnR/imagesCAPH8E6X.jpg" width="284" /&gt;Começarei o texto deste ano evocando a PAIXÃO nossa de cada dia, espero de coração que neste momento em que o mundo se volta para celebrar com a família, festejar a vida e o novo ano que chegará...&lt;br /&gt;Informo aos navegantes, de nada adiantará se não houver PAIXÃO...&lt;br /&gt;APAIXONEM-SE NESTE NATAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pela família que você tem...&lt;br /&gt;Pelos amigos de perto e de longe...&lt;br /&gt;Pela pessoa desejada...&lt;br /&gt;Pela vida...&lt;br /&gt;A vida que se apresenta para nós desde o primeiro instante que abrimos os nossos olhos e a luz do novo dia nos convida a viver...&lt;br /&gt;E como será o seu dia, seu Natal e o ano que chegará? Será uma decisão única e exclusiva de cada um de nós...&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim reforçarei então o meu apelo...&lt;br /&gt;DECIDA SE APAIXONAR!&lt;br /&gt;Tenha dentro de si o objetivo maior a ser alcançado a todos os instantes, o ESTADO DE ESPÍRITO&amp;nbsp; DOS APAIXONADOS...&lt;br /&gt;Estado que nos eleva a alma...&lt;br /&gt;Estado do sorriso fácil e maroto no rosto...&lt;br /&gt;Que faz parecer que no mundo mão existe outra coisa além daquele momento feliz.&lt;br /&gt;E se após lê este texto e concluir que não há nada nem ninguém para se apaixonar...&lt;br /&gt;Rogo...&lt;br /&gt;APAIXONE-SE POR SI MESMA!&lt;br /&gt;Decida que dentro dessa paixão, realizar todas as ações de sua vida com a intensidade avassaladora que a paixão nos traz.&lt;br /&gt;Veras assim que atrairás multidões de apaixonados por você e pela a luz que sua alma plena irá irradiar...&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de alma, espírito e coração um FELIZ NATAL APAIXONADO a você.&lt;br /&gt;Abracem mais&lt;br /&gt;Beijem mais&lt;br /&gt;Gargalhem mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pedro Zacarias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/pedronetoz" class="twitter-follow-button" data-show-count="false" data-lang="pt"&gt;Siga @pedronetoz&lt;/a&gt;
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"CORRUPÇÃO"&lt;br /&gt;Temos vários avanços, porém eles foram alcançados quase em macha lenta...com uma população e um território continental....dentro de umm contigente de mais de 180 milhões de tupinquis...ainda encontramos, discrepâncias gigantescas na disribuição de renda...&lt;br /&gt;Brasileirinhos que no lugar de viver sua infânciae planejar um futuro brilhante...estão trabalhando como escravos...escravos estes que desde a Lei Aurea não deveriam maiss existir em nosso lindo país..&lt;br /&gt;Temos crianças sendo esplorada pelos próprios pais em semáforos das principais capitais de nossa república, sendo usurpados seus sonho e planos para uma vida melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Temos&amp;nbsp; grandes cidades chefiadas por milicias ou traficantes que fazem as vezes da presença do Estado...&lt;br /&gt;Quantos ideas e objeivos desde de lá até hoje, não é realidade para nossas vidas...&lt;br /&gt;"Vivemos um ótimo cenário político e econômico"...este é o mantra na boca dos estudiosos e especialistas...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos então falar de todas as feridas que estão espalhadas no corpo da jovem república do Brasil...&lt;br /&gt;Como as chagas do corpo de Cristo, crucificado:&lt;br /&gt;1 - Saúde Pública;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Corrupção em todas as esferas (federal, estadual e municipal)&lt;br /&gt;3 - Educação;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Cultura;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Segurança;&lt;br /&gt;6 - Distribuição de Renda;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Moradia.&lt;br /&gt;Recebi um email ontem que um jornal na europa levanta a seguinte lebre, um país que leva milhões de pessoas para as ruas reinvindicando os direitos GLSBT,&amp;nbsp; nas paradas, milhares de pessoas pela Macha da Maconha, milhares de pessoas por vários outros motivos...&lt;br /&gt;Não reinvindicam na mesma proporção ofim da maior das doênças a CORRUPÇÃO...&lt;br /&gt;Não dar para festejar essa data..creio que com muito otimismo nossas futuras gerações possam se orgulhar mais dessa data...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/pedronetoz" class="twitter-follow-button" data-show-count="false" data-lang="pt"&gt;Siga @pedronetoz&lt;/a&gt;
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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG_GaZoiMSQ/Tk5juW2hVkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rNRO5ABal20/s1600/Venus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG_GaZoiMSQ/Tk5juW2hVkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rNRO5ABal20/s320/Venus.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Hoje é dia de festa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Hoje está previsto o Astro Rei, aparecer &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;as 05:32hs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Começa o dia dos atores...&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Na Paulicéia, começou o dia frio e cinza como é de costume para esse período do ano, porém promete esquentar as coisas em breve e ao longo do dia o Astro Rei dará o ar da graça de seus raios para iluminar e aquecer a todos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;E inspirar os Faunos e as Ninfas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pois é dia de Vênus, venham &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;todos os Faunos e Ninfas,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;vamos evocar e transmutar,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;para celebrarmos nosso dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Que venha muito vinho!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Muita inspiração, para cantarmos, dançarmos em celebração ao dia, a vida, a alegria, a paixão, ao amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Evoquemos a todos os deuses das artes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Que se faça presente Eros, Venus, Baco e todas as divindades que nos inspiram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Façamos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;a libertação do ser e de todos os desejos dos artistas sejam expostos no plano físico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Dia de festança, dia de celebração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Aos que realmente foram chamados pela grande Mãe Arte, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;aqueles que &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;sentem e sabem&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;toda a importância e a complexidade desse chamamento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Faunos abusem dos instintos e das inspirações do dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Ninfas deixem&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;a paixão pela arte, aflorar por todos os poros do vosso corpo, entregando &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;se a toda a inspiração que o dia e a lua em Vênus, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;possa oferecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Pois o dia será todo nosso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;O universo está preparado e esperando todas as manifestações de alegria que possamos ofertar a ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;E que a alegria de nossas almas, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;que não cabem em nosso corpo, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;se expanda e invada o mundo inteiro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Que não fique apenas nos palcos, nos set´s de gravações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;As personagens que já fizemos meu muito obrigado por escolher nos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Pois uma personagem requer além de uma pena e um papel do autor, a alma liberta e disponível do ator...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;Que possamos sempre está disponíveis, flexíveis para todas as &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;personagem que chegarão... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;As que &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;já estão prontas a nos esperar, estamos aqui! Nos escolham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="background: white; mso-cellspacing: 0cm; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: #d4d0c8; border-left: #d4d0c8; border-right: #d4d0c8; border-top: #d4d0c8; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';"&gt;As que ainda nem existem, também estamos aqui, aguardando a força da pena colocar-te no papel, e nós doaremos nossas almas disponíveis e flexíveis a vocês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/pedronetoz" class="twitter-follow-button" data-show-count="false" data-lang="pt"&gt;Siga @pedronetoz&lt;/a&gt;
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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYbuvcW6nFw/TjXy_hGt3eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zRoPbsY_Xg4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYbuvcW6nFw/TjXy_hGt3eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zRoPbsY_Xg4/s200/images.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Há dias que te espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Há dias que desisto de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Há muitos dias que anseio por seus beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;De anseios em anseios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Amarguro a tristeza e o frio das madrugadas dessa cidade que caminho a te esperar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Cansado estou, porém não deixo de querer tua doce e conturbada pele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;sua textura inebria meu tato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;seu tato enlouquece minhas texturas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Meu corpo pede seu toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;com a ausência dele, resta - me as amargas e frias madrugadas a te esperar, a desistir de ti, a ficar sozinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sozinho, lembro ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;o que me alimenta hoje são as poucas lembranças dos beijos, da textura da pele, do tato que ora me deixara em delírio... é tão pouco o alimento que sinto que logo sentirei o amargo da solidão nas noites frias ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Já te espero a várias madrugadas para acalentar meus desejos noturnos... sucessivas madrugadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hoje lembro que também já cansei de caminhar&amp;nbsp;durante as &amp;nbsp;madrugadas e te esperar em vão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hoje sinto saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Freehand521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Vontades de seus beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko3PuVQ0CWE/TgQRAiION3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/scrAMLKE6yA/s1600/ciclo_da_vida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko3PuVQ0CWE/TgQRAiION3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/scrAMLKE6yA/s320/ciclo_da_vida.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ai filha não tenha medo de morrer, ninguém morre antes nem depois do momento certo.&lt;br /&gt;Você nasce e vai sendo cuidada pelos seus pais, vai para a escola e derrepente já cresceu e estará na escola da vida...&lt;br /&gt;E ai você descobre que o mundo é bem maior do que aquele que você imaginou...&lt;br /&gt;vem os amores, as paixões e você pensará que o primeiro amor é o meior e o único grande amor de sua vida, até chegar a desilusão, conhecerás a decepção e descubrirás que apenas foi o primeiro de muitos outros amores que virão em sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Qaundo derrepente você já trabalha, estuda e a vida adulta chegou para você!&lt;br /&gt;terás objetivos&amp;nbsp; e metas profissionais...&lt;br /&gt;Porém irá descobrir que a felicidade estará em cooisas tão mais simples e pequenas, do que em seus planos de milões de reais e viagens internacionais, para conhecer aquele mundo que você descobriu que existe.&lt;br /&gt;E ela está em momentos como essse agora, enqunato tenho você no meu peito, fazendo carinho nos caracóis de seus cabelos e você começa a adormecer...&lt;br /&gt;Momentos mágicos como esse agora é onde mora a verdadeira felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos marejados de lágrimas boas....&lt;br /&gt;Pois sou grato por descobrir isso este momento da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Sou grato a vida de poder deixar eu reaizar a maior das obras...minha obra prima que é você...Filha...&lt;br /&gt;Daí passa o tempo com toda sua voracidade de Cronos e a pele viçosa dará lugar as rugas e marcas de expressões e se possuirmos o privilégio vemos os netos que os filhos nos dão...&lt;br /&gt;Os bisnetos&lt;br /&gt;Os tataranetos&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ficando mais lentos e bobos...e o tempo volta a passar devagarinho novamente e mimaremos todos os ascendentes e os estragaremos...&lt;br /&gt;E veremos nossa herança genética perpetuada neles e em você...&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo que minha missão está concluída e bem velhinhos, cançados do corpo que já não me acompanhará... com uma satisfação enorme e pleno partirei...&lt;br /&gt;Partem com 100, 80, 45, 20, 10 e alguns nem chegam a nascer... &lt;br /&gt;Mas garanto a você minha filha, que ninguém morre antes e nem depois do tempo certo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vermelho nosso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Passo a vê-lo com outros olhos agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Diz a lenda que ele espanta os vampiros e purifica energias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Eu afirmo que ele perpetua energias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Nele o vermelho rubro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Que a alquimia conseguiu o tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tom do desejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Tom que traz o nosso calor e nosso cheiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Calor e cheiro que remete ao ardor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;O ardor que sentes provocado pelo nosso sexo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Sexo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Sexo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Sexo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Sexos atracados e unidos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Tão quanto os dentes do alho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Agregados e arraigados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; font-size: small;"&gt;Que dele surgem varias outras mudas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--UIZOIZSmdE/TXqKC4BfkMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/dEtte6elkKc/s1600/LZZCAJDGCDXCA9J0FAECAPG2S6FCADMMVZFCASMSR2FCAUQ1H4GCASQSJTACAU7RT3NCA13CIL0CA1EKQLPCAX8VVJMCAJVRV7HCA668QM2CAYAHZF3CAOJ6ZXBCAYIFPARCAMI3SR7CAW1NRZI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--UIZOIZSmdE/TXqKC4BfkMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/dEtte6elkKc/s200/LZZCAJDGCDXCA9J0FAECAPG2S6FCADMMVZFCASMSR2FCAUQ1H4GCASQSJTACAU7RT3NCA13CIL0CA1EKQLPCAX8VVJMCAJVRV7HCA668QM2CAYAHZF3CAOJ6ZXBCAYIFPARCAMI3SR7CAW1NRZI.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Escrevo hoje para todas as mulheres que eu amo e que de certa forma com a loucura do dia a dia da vida eu esqueci de falar que amo, esqueci de enviar flores pelo seu aniversário, que esqueci de ligar e simplesmente conversar...a vida não me levou de vocês ..apenas estou caminhando e andando por ela, ela me faz simplesmente não ter tempo nem de pensar em mim mesmo..mais afirmo que estou feliz e mesmo na ausencia eu as amo muito !!!&lt;br /&gt;Peso desculpas pelas flores não enviadas, pelos eu amo vc não dito, pelos telefonemas não realizados, pelos cartões de natal não enviados, pelas cartas de amor nao escritas, pelas minha aunsencia física...&lt;br /&gt;Amo e simplesmente só sei amar com toda a intensidade e complexidade do sinificado da palavra AMOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amor em todas as suas conjugões doverbo amar.....&lt;br /&gt;Inexoravelmente sei que irei amar sempre todas vocês....&lt;br /&gt;As mulheres da história da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Das minhas bisas as suas antecessoras e minhas ancestrais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Das minha progenitora e de todas as mães que me adotaram em minha jornada pessoal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Das minhas adoraveis irmãs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Das minhas tias lindas e maravilhosas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ds minhas primas que são inumeras, umas mais amadas e outras tão distantes e mesmo assim não deixam de serem amadas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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