<?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-6788202707672788504</id><updated>2012-01-25T10:19:27.302-03:00</updated><title type='text'>[Des]encontro</title><subtitle type='html'>Ao olhar pro espelho não me vi, tive um desencontro comigo mesma. Agora tento me reencontrar novamente...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-2649870157332205615</id><published>2011-08-13T15:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T15:07:56.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZQxLeQdosg/TkbLLemFFaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/RtrTGD3-h7E/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BGor.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: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZQxLeQdosg/TkbLLemFFaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/RtrTGD3-h7E/s400/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BGor.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640418981379904930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E é justamente por amar demais a vida que Deus me deu,&lt;br /&gt;que vou voltar a minha batalha diária...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não consegui quem desiste!&lt;br /&gt;(não é mesmo?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeijO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-2649870157332205615?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/2649870157332205615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=2649870157332205615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/2649870157332205615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/2649870157332205615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/08/e-e-justamente-por-amar-demais-vida-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZQxLeQdosg/TkbLLemFFaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/RtrTGD3-h7E/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BGor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-3417301145469260470</id><published>2011-06-21T18:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:26:53.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/_LEskrTfwkg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/_LEskrTfwkg/0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Só por hoje não quero mais te ver&lt;br /&gt;Só por hoje não vou tomar a minha dose de você&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de chorar feridas que não se fecham, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não se curam, não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E essa abstinência uma hora vai passar&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(Na sua estante - Pitty)&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/6788202707672788504-3417301145469260470?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/3417301145469260470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=3417301145469260470' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/3417301145469260470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/3417301145469260470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-por-hoje-nao-quero-mais-te-ver-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-4969661479300855832</id><published>2011-06-20T13:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:37:42.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3riCr5SwRxU/Tf-BhQp3SZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/fbyrtm_SXFw/s1600/palavras1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620353268387891602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3riCr5SwRxU/Tf-BhQp3SZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/fbyrtm_SXFw/s320/palavras1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Palavras são livres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nascem em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;e de varias formas&lt;br /&gt;falada, escrita, pensada&lt;br /&gt;não tem dono&lt;br /&gt;Contam historias&lt;br /&gt;compoem musicas&lt;br /&gt;despertam sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;calam vozes&lt;br /&gt;e dão voz ao coração&lt;br /&gt;palavras são importantes&lt;br /&gt;são sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;é aquilo que ja não cabe mais na gente&lt;br /&gt;e precisa sair&lt;br /&gt;nascer&lt;br /&gt;ter vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;dar vida&lt;br /&gt;fazer alguem feliz&lt;br /&gt;palavras não tem fim&lt;br /&gt;é sempre continuidade&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiane Brant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-4969661479300855832?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/4969661479300855832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=4969661479300855832' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/4969661479300855832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/4969661479300855832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/palavras-sao-livres.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3riCr5SwRxU/Tf-BhQp3SZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/fbyrtm_SXFw/s72-c/palavras1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-8850369857877887639</id><published>2011-06-13T17:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:33:31.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mensagensangels.com.br/amor/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/cancao-de-amor-300x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.mensagensangels.com.br/amor/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/cancao-de-amor-300x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a doçura da voz&lt;br /&gt;encanta o ouvido&lt;br /&gt;quem canta faz o ser atento&lt;br /&gt;ao ouvir quieto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como planta que reflete&lt;br /&gt;a beleza que alcança&lt;br /&gt;os corações de quem não cantou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se segurou pra não mostrar&lt;br /&gt;que ouvia e sentia&lt;br /&gt;o que a doce melodia dizia&lt;br /&gt;para não se permitir amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triste é quem se prende&lt;br /&gt;não mostra o que sente&lt;br /&gt;com medo de se magoar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama escondido&lt;br /&gt;Não conhece o lado bom&lt;br /&gt;do amor bandido&lt;br /&gt;mas vive a se queixar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama recolhido&lt;br /&gt;tem o corpo adoecido&lt;br /&gt;não é capaz de amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Taiane Brant)&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/6788202707672788504-8850369857877887639?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/8850369857877887639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=8850369857877887639' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/8850369857877887639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/8850369857877887639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-docura-da-voz-encanta-o-ouvido.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-6518341188600101959</id><published>2011-06-08T10:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:26:34.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Voar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aquarioliterario.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/abismo1.jpg?w=242&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://aquarioliterario.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/abismo1.jpg?w=242&amp;amp;h=300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que você &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sente &lt;/span&gt;quando esta na &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;beira do abismo&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O &lt;em&gt;medo da morte&lt;/em&gt; ou o&lt;em&gt; gostinho da liberdade&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ah! Eu sinto a liberdade plena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu quero saltar no infinito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Taiane Brant&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/6788202707672788504-6518341188600101959?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/6518341188600101959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=6518341188600101959' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/6518341188600101959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/6518341188600101959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/voar.html' title='Voar...'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-8763737713098987683</id><published>2011-06-04T20:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:10:18.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plágio é crime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qzFxOM511k/TcIwtS13LtI/AAAAAAAAABo/ItW85C0SzXE/s280/plagio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qzFxOM511k/TcIwtS13LtI/AAAAAAAAABo/ItW85C0SzXE/s280/plagio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;b&gt; plágio é o ato de assinar ou apresentar uma obra intelectual de qualquer natureza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(texto, música, obra pictórica, fotografia, obra audiovisual, etc)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;contendo partes de uma obra que pertença a outra pessoa &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sem colocar os créditos para o autor original.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No acto de plágio, o plagiador apropria-se indevidamente da obra intelectual de outra pessoa, assumindo a autoria da mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Origem: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre.)&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/6788202707672788504-8763737713098987683?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/8763737713098987683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=8763737713098987683' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/8763737713098987683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/8763737713098987683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/plagio-e-crime.html' title='Plágio é crime!'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qzFxOM511k/TcIwtS13LtI/AAAAAAAAABo/ItW85C0SzXE/s72-c/plagio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-7861419393485701499</id><published>2011-06-04T13:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:24:39.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm7jglK3A91qf2auzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm7jglK3A91qf2auzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; se deve &lt;strong&gt;expor felicidade em vitrine&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;É muita gente olhando &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e sempre tem um desgraçado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;pra tacar uma pedra&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Geovana Basso)&lt;br /&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/6788202707672788504-7861419393485701499?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/7861419393485701499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=7861419393485701499' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7861419393485701499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7861419393485701499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/aprendi-que-nao-se-deve-expor.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-389489745053679395</id><published>2011-06-03T09:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:56:08.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HoJpUewe5ro/TMG-z45Fl-I/AAAAAAAAADY/1WF5KNRCzoA/s1600/OlhosAzuis.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: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HoJpUewe5ro/TMG-z45Fl-I/AAAAAAAAADY/1WF5KNRCzoA/s1600/OlhosAzuis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Me xinga, grita comigo!&lt;br /&gt;Mas não me dê o seu silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Porque nesse exato momento&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;In&lt;/b&gt;)felizmente&lt;br /&gt;eu não posso&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ler os teus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nem decifrar os teus gestos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estalos de inquietação entre a distância que nos separa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Taiane Brant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6788202707672788504-389489745053679395?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/389489745053679395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=389489745053679395' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/389489745053679395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/389489745053679395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-xinga-grita-comigo-nao-me-de-o-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HoJpUewe5ro/TMG-z45Fl-I/AAAAAAAAADY/1WF5KNRCzoA/s72-c/OlhosAzuis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-7144524454815513379</id><published>2011-06-02T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:38:40.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabens pra mim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1LtiGOYzf8/Tef0h9QWNfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mhIACFWRIIE/s1600/aniversariopaulo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613724324756600306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1LtiGOYzf8/Tef0h9QWNfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mhIACFWRIIE/s400/aniversariopaulo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-7144524454815513379?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/7144524454815513379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=7144524454815513379' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7144524454815513379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7144524454815513379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/parabens-pra-mim.html' title='Parabens pra mim!'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1LtiGOYzf8/Tef0h9QWNfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mhIACFWRIIE/s72-c/aniversariopaulo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-5630511341289503267</id><published>2011-06-01T15:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:30:32.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD7Wh30Qurw/TeaTLSOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BDoXLzJbIfM/s1600/4438397704_0c062ce30d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613335807644305826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD7Wh30Qurw/TeaTLSOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BDoXLzJbIfM/s200/4438397704_0c062ce30d_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O telefone sempre do meu lado companheiro quase inseparável.&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu me pego olhando pra tela, só pra ver que horas são...&lt;br /&gt;Se te ligo ou mando mensagem, ou simplismente esperando&lt;br /&gt;a hora de você voltar pra casa...&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto hoje amor, ter a felicidade de abrir a porta pra você.&lt;br /&gt;- Amor! Vem, chega e invade, não so a casa...&lt;br /&gt;Mas cada pedacinho de mim que grita por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Taiane Brant&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/6788202707672788504-5630511341289503267?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/5630511341289503267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=5630511341289503267' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/5630511341289503267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/5630511341289503267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-telefone-sempre-do-meu-lado.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD7Wh30Qurw/TeaTLSOeiaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BDoXLzJbIfM/s72-c/4438397704_0c062ce30d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-1806337185506767401</id><published>2011-03-10T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T15:10:53.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TSTFyYhFz7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/JBcoqvjZ5lM/s1600/anjos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TSTFyYhFz7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/JBcoqvjZ5lM/s1600/anjos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por medo de mostrar afeto,&lt;br /&gt;Ela sempre deixou seus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Guardados.&lt;br /&gt;- Ele&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jamais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;poderia amar alguem.&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia que o viu chorar...&lt;br /&gt;Então ouviu uma voz num tom baixinho q dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Ei! Os Santos tambem amam pequena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Taiane Brant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-1806337185506767401?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/1806337185506767401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=1806337185506767401' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/1806337185506767401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/1806337185506767401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/03/por-medo-de-mostrar-afeto-ela-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TSTFyYhFz7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/JBcoqvjZ5lM/s72-c/anjos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-2250121269459188239</id><published>2011-03-08T12:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:52:10.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu não te quero mais...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TK_BAxN698I/AAAAAAAAAEU/mF94FCWWvGI/s320/tel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TK_BAxN698I/AAAAAAAAAEU/mF94FCWWvGI/s320/tel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo não querendo mais você,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração ainda acelera ao ouvir o telefone tocar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;na &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esperança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de ser você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taiane Brant&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/6788202707672788504-2250121269459188239?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/2250121269459188239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=2250121269459188239' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/2250121269459188239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/2250121269459188239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-nao-te-quero-mais.html' title='Eu não te quero mais...'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5uqfOeTvt3A/TK_BAxN698I/AAAAAAAAAEU/mF94FCWWvGI/s72-c/tel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-9017418798787988782</id><published>2011-03-06T18:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:33:16.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs43/i/2009/096/e/5/Cata_vento_by_Paulada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 917px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs43/i/2009/096/e/5/Cata_vento_by_Paulada.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Então &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;eu grito bem alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e com toda força!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E que minhas palavras&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sigam pelo vento até você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;E &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;te diga&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eu acreditei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; " &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;eu ainda acredito!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; " &gt;Taiane B.&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/6788202707672788504-9017418798787988782?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/9017418798787988782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=9017418798787988782' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/9017418798787988782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/9017418798787988782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/03/entao-eu-grito-bem-alto-e-com-toda.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-3742303657633131425</id><published>2011-02-19T22:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:02:10.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoVR2HkbzjE/TWB0sIwIprI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KN5DbXq20Dk/s1600/Defensa_de_la_alegria_II_by_ElhilodeAriadna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoVR2HkbzjE/TWB0sIwIprI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KN5DbXq20Dk/s400/Defensa_de_la_alegria_II_by_ElhilodeAriadna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575584640297117362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Sente-se em outra cadeira, no outro lado da mesa. Mais tarde, mude de mesa. Quando sair, procure andar pelo outro lado da rua. Depois, mude de caminho, ande por outras ruas, calmamente, observando com atenção os lugares por onde você passa. Tome outros ônibus. Mude por uns tempos o estilo das roupas. Dê os seus sapatos velhos. Procure andar descalço alguns dias. Tire uma tarde inteira para passear livremente na praia, ou no parque, e ouvir o canto dos passarinhos. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Veja o mundo de outras perspectivas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Abra e feche as gavetas e portas com a mão esquerda. Durma no outro lado da cama... Depois, procure dormir em outras camas. Assista a outros programas de tv, compre outros jornais... leia outros livros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viva outros romances. &lt;/b&gt;Não faça do hábito um estilo de vida. &lt;b&gt;Ame a novidade.&lt;/b&gt; Durma mais tarde. Durma mais cedo. Aprenda uma palavra nova por dia numa outra língua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corrija a postura. Coma um pouco menos, escolha comidas diferentes, novos temperos, novas cores, novas delícias. &lt;b&gt;Tente o novo todo dia.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;O novo lado, o novo método, o novo sabor, o novo jeito, o novo prazer, o novo amor. A nova vida. Tente.&lt;/b&gt; Busque novos amigos. Tente novos amores. Faça novas relações. Almoce em outros locais, vá a outros restaurantes, tome outro tipo de bebida, compre pão em outra padaria. Almoce mais cedo, jante mais tarde ou vice-versa. Escolha outro mercado... outra marca de sabonete, outro creme dental... Tome banho em novos horários. Use canetas de outras cores. Vá passear em outros lugares. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ame muito, cada vez mais, de modos diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troque de bolsa, de carteira, de malas, troque de carro, compre novos óculos, escreva outras poesias. Jogue os velhos relógios, quebre delicadamente esses horrorosos despertadores. Abra conta em outro banco. Vá a outros cinemas, outros cabeleireiros, outros teatros, visite novos museus. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;M U D E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Lembre-se de que a Vida é uma só.&lt;/b&gt; E pense seriamente em arrumar um outro emprego, uma nova ocupação, um trabalho mais light, mais prazeroso, mais digno, mais humano.&lt;b&gt; Se você não encontrar razões para ser livre, invente-as. Seja criativo.&lt;/b&gt; E aproveite para fazer uma viagem despretensiosa, longa, se possível sem destino. Experimente coisas novas. Troque novamente. Mude, de novo. Experimente outra vez. Você certamente conhecerá coisas melhores e coisas piores do que as já conhecidas, mas não é isso o que importa. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O mais importante é a mudança, o movimento, o dinamismo, a energia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Só o que está morto não muda !&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repito por pura alegria de viver:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; salvação é pelo risco, sem o qual a vida não vale a pena!”&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/6788202707672788504-3742303657633131425?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/3742303657633131425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=3742303657633131425' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/3742303657633131425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/3742303657633131425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/02/mudanca.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XoVR2HkbzjE/TWB0sIwIprI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KN5DbXq20Dk/s72-c/Defensa_de_la_alegria_II_by_ElhilodeAriadna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-7028857470109869162</id><published>2011-02-01T13:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:56:02.337-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ohQHvd6IoeA/TUg63MZkCMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lhGmFOv__wg/s1600/13.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568765659139279042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ohQHvd6IoeA/TUg63MZkCMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lhGmFOv__wg/s400/13.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-7028857470109869162?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/7028857470109869162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=7028857470109869162' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7028857470109869162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/7028857470109869162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ohQHvd6IoeA/TUg63MZkCMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lhGmFOv__wg/s72-c/13.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788202707672788504.post-1407126262927028259</id><published>2008-12-03T22:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:42:07.449-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De volta.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6788202707672788504-1407126262927028259?l=des-encontro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/feeds/1407126262927028259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6788202707672788504&amp;postID=1407126262927028259' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/1407126262927028259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6788202707672788504/posts/default/1407126262927028259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://des-encontro.blogspot.com/2008/12/gorda.html' title=''/><author><name>Taiane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07269248537863555781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBPsvrFXeMI/TkbOEImARrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/51KZJCK71HI/s220/100_3961.JPG'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry></feed>
