<?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-1572844578892548464</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:47:33.015Z</updated><title type='text'>luzinha azul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-7454885590928683176</id><published>2008-09-02T13:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:39:23.359Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="margin-right:0; padding:3; background: mediumpurple"&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: white;font-family: Lucida Calligraphy"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;perdida...&lt;br /&gt;à procura...&lt;br /&gt;não sei do quê...&lt;br /&gt;não sei onde...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-7454885590928683176?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/7454885590928683176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=7454885590928683176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7454885590928683176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7454885590928683176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2008/09/perdida.html' title=''/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-1677170372519086646</id><published>2008-03-24T18:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:12:55.090Z</updated><title type='text'>"Everybody Hurts" - R.E.M.</title><content type='html'>When your day is long and the night&lt;br /&gt;The night is yours alone&lt;br /&gt;When you're sure you've had enough of this life&lt;br /&gt;Well hang on&lt;br /&gt;Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries&lt;br /&gt;and everybody hurts, sometimes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes everything is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to sing along&lt;br /&gt;When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like letting go (hold on)&lt;br /&gt;If you think you've had too much of this life&lt;br /&gt;Well hang on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody hurts&lt;br /&gt;Take comfort in your friends&lt;br /&gt;Everybody hurts&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw your hand, oh no&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw your hand&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like you're alone&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no, you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're on your own in this life&lt;br /&gt;The days and nights are long&lt;br /&gt;When you think you've had too much&lt;br /&gt;of this life, to hang on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everybody hurts,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, everybody cries,&lt;br /&gt;And everybody hurts ...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But everybody hurts sometimes&lt;br /&gt;So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on,&lt;br /&gt;hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody hurts&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;div 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R.E.M.&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-8421590663941296120</id><published>2008-02-29T12:12:00.011Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:30:51.981Z</updated><title type='text'>Abraços</title><content type='html'>A verdade sobre os Abraços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não existem maus abraços, somente bons e óptimos abraços!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172482966855861234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8hZ2nYzw_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/B0Lj1DvUUSQ/s320/Imagem1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Abraços são terapêuticos e não causam doenças... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483082819978242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8hZ9XYzxAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CEel01s00ig/s320/Imagem2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Abraços são totalmente naturais, sem conservantes, ingredientes artificiais ou pesticidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483224553899026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8haFnYzxBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4FgUcOIwB6Q/s320/Imagem3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Abraços são: livres de colesterol, adoçados naturalmente, 100% disponíveis na natureza e são totalmente recicláveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483396352590882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8haPnYzxCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RzmbGbxHOz4/s320/Imagem4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Abraços são fáceis de transportar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483542381478962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8haYHYzxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-2S73tSj8NI/s320/Imagem5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Abraços são isentos de impostos e totalmente regeneráveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483641165726786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8had3YzxEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/cATWki3WGFo/s320/Imagem6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- Abraços são seguros em qualquer tipo de clima...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483765719778386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8halHYzxFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Jr6ZTIm1PzY/s320/Imagem7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Os abraços são especialmente aconselháveis para dias frios e chuvosos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172483894568797282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8hasnYzxGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/se99G-FL9-o/s320/Imagem9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- Abraços são extremamente eficazes no tratamento de problemas como: pesadelos, depressão ou simplesmente tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172484010532914290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8hazXYzxHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bPtw-jXfZTk/s320/Imagem10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- Nunca deixe para amanhã se você pode abraçar alguém hoje, porque quando você dá um abraço em alguém, no mesmo instante você recebe um de volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172484165151736962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8ha8XYzxII/AAAAAAAAAFU/LkL5l6s35Ao/s320/Imagem11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adaptação de um texto de autor desconhecido&lt;div 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style=color:#0000CD&gt;Abraços&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/R8hZ2nYzw_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/B0Lj1DvUUSQ/s72-c/Imagem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-2030491381307513151</id><published>2008-02-05T20:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:34:30.875Z</updated><title type='text'>Não te apaixones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Não te apaixones pelo amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Que te ame!&lt;br /&gt;Que te espere!&lt;br /&gt;Que te compreenda&lt;br /&gt;mesmo na loucura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Que te ajude!&lt;br /&gt;Que te guie!&lt;br /&gt;Que seja...&lt;br /&gt;Teu apoio!&lt;br /&gt;Tua esperança!&lt;br /&gt;Teu tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Que não te traia!&lt;br /&gt;Que seja fiel!&lt;br /&gt;Que sonhe contigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Que só pense&lt;br /&gt;Em ti!&lt;br /&gt;Em teu rosto!&lt;br /&gt;Em tua delicadeza!&lt;br /&gt;Em teu espírito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que te espere até o final!&lt;br /&gt;Por alguém que seja&lt;br /&gt;O que tu não elejas...&lt;br /&gt;O que não esperas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que sofra contigo!&lt;br /&gt;Que ria junto a ti...&lt;br /&gt;Que seque tuas lágrimas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que te abrigue quando necessário...&lt;br /&gt;Que se alegre com tuas alegrias...&lt;br /&gt;Que te dê forças depois de um fracasso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que volte a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Depois das brigas...&lt;br /&gt;Depois dos desencontros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que caminhe contigo&lt;br /&gt;Que seja um bom companheiro!&lt;br /&gt;Que respeite,&lt;br /&gt;Tuas fantasias...&lt;br /&gt;Tuas ilusões...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém que te ame.&lt;br /&gt;Não te apaixones pelo amor!&lt;br /&gt;Apaixona-te por alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que esteja apaixonado por ti.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.simplesmentebeijaflor.com/nao_te_apaixones.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplesmentebeijaflor.com/nao_te_apaixones.html"&gt;Não te apaixones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-2030491381307513151?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/2030491381307513151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=2030491381307513151' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2030491381307513151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2030491381307513151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-te-apaixones.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Não te apaixones&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-3319749630861759615</id><published>2007-10-01T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:37:25.516Z</updated><title type='text'>"Spanish Guitar" - Tony Braxton</title><content type='html'>A smoky room, a small cafe&lt;br /&gt;They come to hear you play&lt;br /&gt;And drink and dance the night away&lt;br /&gt;I sit out in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dream you're mine&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that I am there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;And you would play me through the night&lt;br /&gt;'Til the dawn&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your song, I'd be your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steal my heart with every note you play&lt;br /&gt;I pray you'll look my way&lt;br /&gt;And hold me to your heart someday&lt;br /&gt;I long to be the one that you caress with tenderness&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that I exist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;And you would play me through the night&lt;br /&gt;'Till the dawn&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your song, I'd be your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te sientas entre la gente&lt;br /&gt;Cierras tu ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y sueñas que soy tuyo&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo no sé ni siquiera se que estas ahí&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría tenerte entre mis brazos amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit out in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dream you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that I exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;And you would play me through the night&lt;br /&gt;'Til the dawn&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Like that Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your song, I'd be your song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-3319749630861759615?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/3319749630861759615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=3319749630861759615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3319749630861759615'/><link rel='self' 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coisa então consulta o site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viva este "Momento Mágico", veja e escute a publicidade e as músicas dos anos 70, 80 e da primeira metade da década de 90. Recorde os spots televisivos e radiofónicos, assim como as músicas que nos encantaram na infância. As séries de animação, os programas para os mais pequenos, um mundo de recordações que até agora só estavam na nossa memória."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misteriojuvenil.com/piratas_momentomagico.htm"&gt;Momento Mágico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-5824309547381821710?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5824309547381821710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=5824309547381821710' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5824309547381821710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5824309547381821710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/09/para-recordar_28.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Para recordar...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-1746201943480735853</id><published>2007-07-03T09:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-03T09:41:24.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Acordei muito bem disposta e inspirada!</title><content type='html'>A vida é bela quando conseguimos olhar com sabedoria para o que nos rodeia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autoria? Eu mesma! Acordei muito bem disposta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-1746201943480735853?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/1746201943480735853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=1746201943480735853' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1746201943480735853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1746201943480735853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/07/acordei-muito-bem-disposta-e-inspirada.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Acordei muito bem disposta e inspirada!&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-3303753285974248028</id><published>2007-06-17T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:15:07.004Z</updated><title type='text'>O que fazer...?</title><content type='html'>O que podemos fazer quando sentimos que à nossa volta existem portas e caminhos a seguir mas não os conseguimos ver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimos que existem portas que levam a novos caminhos, mas como não as vemos não as conseguimos abrir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-3303753285974248028?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/3303753285974248028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=3303753285974248028' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3303753285974248028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3303753285974248028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-que-fazer.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;O que fazer...?&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-1802014014059339362</id><published>2007-02-16T16:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-19T16:37:21.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Para relembrar um pouco todos os dias</title><content type='html'>Agradeço ao meu amigo "Pedro tattoo" (que é um artista mas não sabe) que me emprestou este video para colocar no meu blog. Espero que gostem tanto como eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SzFDpJrdZvM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SzFDpJrdZvM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-1802014014059339362?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/1802014014059339362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=1802014014059339362' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1802014014059339362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1802014014059339362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/para-relembrar-um-pouco-todos-os-dias.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Para relembrar um pouco todos os dias&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-2152635244193930861</id><published>2007-02-10T02:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:14:18.769Z</updated><title type='text'>Para todas as pessoas que fazem ou fizeram parte da minha vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029722667895814178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0qHiqo-CI/AAAAAAAAACE/yB9P6CScc18/s400/viagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como muitas mensagens que chegam por e-mail, um dia destes, recebi um texto que comparava a vida a uma viagem de comboio.&lt;br /&gt;Uma comparação que achei interessante e com a qual concordo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero agradecer e dar um beijinho a todos os que fazem parte da minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto é o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...a nossa vida é como uma viagem de comboio, cheia de embarques e desembarques, de pequenos acidentes pelo caminho, de surpresas agradáveis com alguns embarques e de tristezas com os desembarques...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando nascemos, ao embarcarmos nesse comboio, encontramos duas pessoas que, acreditamos que farão connosco a viagem até o fim: os nossos pais.&lt;br /&gt;Não é verdade. Infelizmente, em alguma estação, eles desembarcam, deixando-nos órfãos dos seus carinhos, protecção, amor e afecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não impede que, durante a viagem, embarquem pessoas interessantes que virão a ser especiais para nós: os nossos irmãos, amigos e amores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas pessoas tomam esse comboio como passeio. Outras fazem a viagem experimentando somente tristezas. No comboio há, também, outras que passam de carruagem em carruagem, prontas para ajudar quem precisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos descem e deixam saudades eternas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outros tantos viajam no comboio de tal forma que, quando desocupam os seus assentos, ninguém sequer percebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curioso é considerar que alguns passageiros que nos são tão caros, acomodam-se em carruagens diferentes da nossa. Isso obriga-nos a fazer essa viagem separados deles. Mas isso não nos impede de, com grande dificuldade, atravessarmos a nossa carruagem e chegarmos até eles. O difícil é aceitarmos que não podemos sentar ao seu lado, pois outra pessoa estará a ocupar esse lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa viagem é assim: cheia de atropelos, sonhos, fantasias, esperas, embarques e desembarques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que esse comboio jamais volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Façamos essa viagem da melhor maneira possível, tentando manter um bom relacionamento com todos, procurando em cada um o que tem de melhor, lembrando sempre que, em algum momento do trajecto poderão fraquejar, e, provavelmente, precisaremos entender isso. Nós mesmos fraquejamos algumas vezes e, certamente, alguém nos entenderá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grande mistério é que não sabemos em qual estação desceremos e fico a pensar: quando eu descer deste comboio sentirei saudades? Sim.&lt;br /&gt;Deixar os meus filhos a viajar sozinhos será muito triste. Separar-me dos amigos que nele fiz, do amor da minha vida, será para mim doloroso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agarro-me à esperança de que, em algum momento, estarei na estação principal, e terei a emoção de vê-los chegar com sua bagagem, que não tinham quando embarcaram.&lt;br /&gt;O que me deixará feliz é saber que, de alguma forma, eu colaborei para que essa bagagem tenha crescido e se tornado valiosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, neste momento, o comboio diminui a sua velocidade para que embarquem e desembarquem pessoas. A minha expectativa aumenta, à medida que o comboio vai diminuindo a sua velocidade... Quem entrará? Quem sairá?&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostaria que você pensasse no desembarque do comboio, não só como a representação da morte, mas também como o término de uma história, de algo que duas ou mais pessoas construíram e que, por um motivo ínfimo, deixaram desmoronar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico feliz em perceber que certas pessoas como nós, têm a capacidade de reconstruir para recomeçar. Isso é sinal de garra e de luta, é saber viver, é tirar o melhor de "todos os passageiros".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço muito por você fazer parte da minha viagem, e por mais que nossos assentos não estejam lado a lado, com certeza, a carruagem é o mesmo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 18 de janeiro de 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-2152635244193930861?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/2152635244193930861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=2152635244193930861' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2152635244193930861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2152635244193930861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/para-todas-as-pessoas-que-fazem-ou.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Para todas as pessoas que fazem ou fizeram parte da minha vida...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0qHiqo-CI/AAAAAAAAACE/yB9P6CScc18/s72-c/viagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-132087959433860920</id><published>2007-02-10T02:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:08:31.164Z</updated><title type='text'>Algumas "ideias" para usar na vida...</title><content type='html'>As palavras seguintes são atribuidas a Gabriel José García Marquez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"13 linhas para viver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Amo-te não por quem és, mas sim por quem sou quando estou contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ninguém merece as tuas lágrimas, e quem as merecer não te fará chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Só porque alguém não te ama como desejas, não significa que não te ame com todo o seu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Verdadeiro amigo, é aquele te pega na mão e te toca o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A pior forma de estranhar alguém é estar sentado a seu lado e saber que nunca o poderás ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nunca deixes de sorrir, mesmo que estejas triste, porque não sabes quem se poderá enamorar do teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No mundo, podes ser apenas uma pessoa, mas para alguma pessoa tu és o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não passes o tempo com alguém que não esteja disposto a  passá-lo contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Deus quer que conheças muita gente errada antes de encontrares a pessoa certa, para que quando finalmente a conheceres, saibas ser-Lhe grato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não chores porque tudo acabou, sorri porque aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haverá sempre gente que te lamente. Assim, o que deves fazer é continuar confiante e só ser mais cuidadoso em quem confias duas vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Converte-te numa pessoa melhor e procura saber quem és antes de conheceres alguém e espera que essa  pessoa saiba quem tu és.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não te esforces demasiado, as coisas melhores acontecem quando menos as esperares."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 21 de novembro de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-132087959433860920?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/132087959433860920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=132087959433860920' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/132087959433860920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/132087959433860920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/algumas-ideias-para-usar-na-vida.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Algumas &quot;ideias&quot; para usar na vida...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-3115301472807726711</id><published>2007-02-10T02:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:06:51.873Z</updated><title type='text'>Temos que ser...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You Gotta Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Des'Ree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen as your day unfolds&lt;br /&gt;Challenge what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Try and keep your head up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, they may cause you tears&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead release your fears&lt;br /&gt;Stand up and be counted&lt;br /&gt;Don't be ashamed to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herald what your mother said&lt;br /&gt;Read the books your father read&lt;br /&gt;Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;Some may have more cash than you&lt;br /&gt;Others take a different view&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, hey hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask no questions, it goes on without you&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace&lt;br /&gt;The world keeps on spinning&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it, if you try to&lt;br /&gt;This time it's danger staring you in the face&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen as your day unfolds&lt;br /&gt;Challenge what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Try and keep your head up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, they may cause you tears&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead release your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, hey hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be bold&lt;br /&gt;Got to be bad&lt;br /&gt;Got to be wise&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be hard&lt;br /&gt;Not too too hard&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;I never saved the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 27 de julho de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-3115301472807726711?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/3115301472807726711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=3115301472807726711' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3115301472807726711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3115301472807726711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/temos-que-ser.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Temos que ser...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-5140052126319383174</id><published>2007-02-10T02:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:05:23.579Z</updated><title type='text'>Tem lógica...</title><content type='html'>“Aquele que ao longo do dia:&lt;br /&gt;É activo como uma abelha;&lt;br /&gt;Forte como um touro;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalha que nem um cavalo;&lt;br /&gt;E no fim de semana se sente cansado como um cão,&lt;br /&gt;Deveria consultar um veterinário. É bem provável que seja um grande burro!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 25 de julho de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-5140052126319383174?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5140052126319383174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=5140052126319383174' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5140052126319383174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5140052126319383174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/tem-lgica.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Tem lógica...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-8060646676178162577</id><published>2007-02-10T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:03:35.905Z</updated><title type='text'>Buracos</title><content type='html'>“Por maior que seja o buraco em que te encontras, sorri, porque, por enquanto, ainda não há terra por cima.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 25 de julho de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-8060646676178162577?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/8060646676178162577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=8060646676178162577' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/8060646676178162577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/8060646676178162577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/buracos.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Buracos&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-3465349710202332695</id><published>2007-02-10T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:01:20.540Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>"A morte não é a maior perda da vida. A maior perda da vida é o que morre dentro de nós enquanto vivemos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Só existem dois dias no ano em que nada pode ser feito. Um se chama ontem e outro se chama amanhã. Portanto, hoje é o dia certo para amar, acreditar, fazer e principalmente viver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 25 de julho de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-3465349710202332695?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/3465349710202332695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=3465349710202332695' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3465349710202332695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/3465349710202332695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/hoje.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Hoje&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-3414903851439120522</id><published>2007-02-10T01:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:59:23.577Z</updated><title type='text'>Mundo louco?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lágrimas flutuam no ar, &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;deslocadas de rostos &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;pela velocidade de querer parar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Nem os sonhos impedem essas gotas de secar... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Vidas esgotadas &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;pelo dia a dia da sobrevivência &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;pela luta de tentar chegar chegar &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;sem saber bem onde... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Sonhos... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Sonhos que não passam de desejos &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;que não conseguem viver...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029717432330680338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0lWyqo-BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zgoa796LH_g/s320/dream_alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Vidas fechadas em desejos &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;pelos quais falta coragem para lutar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Acorrentados pela sociedade! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Acorrentados pela fragilidade!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; Fragilidade de quem quer viver &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;mas sente falta de uma mão... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Uma mão que ajude, um ombro amigo... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Alguém que lembre que não estamos só. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Alguém que lembre o valor que temos. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Alguém que lembre e ajude a lutar. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Alguém que lembre e ajude a "chegar lá"! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Mundo louco? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Talvez sim ou talvez seja só um mundo com muita solidão... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;PS: Não podia deixar de dizer que as primeiras linhas não são minhas mas sim do meu amigo Tattoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 10 de junho de 2006)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-3414903851439120522?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/3414903851439120522/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0lWyqo-BI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zgoa796LH_g/s72-c/dream_alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-1599661553168117896</id><published>2007-02-10T01:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:47:47.219Z</updated><title type='text'>Mad World</title><content type='html'>Mad World&lt;br /&gt;by Gary Jules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places, Worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for the daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere, Going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression, No expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I want to drown my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow, No tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which i'm dying, Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles its a very very&lt;br /&gt;Mad World, Mad World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;And they feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen, Sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me, No one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me whats my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, Look right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which i'm dying, Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles it's a very very&lt;br /&gt;Mad World, Mad World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlargen your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 10 de junho de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-1599661553168117896?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/1599661553168117896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=1599661553168117896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1599661553168117896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1599661553168117896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/mad-world.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Mad World&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-7226664465826253760</id><published>2007-02-10T01:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:10:09.478Z</updated><title type='text'>Ponto de fuga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029715452350756866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0jjiqo-AI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ef8s9i--G0c/s400/punto_de_fuga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 17 de maio de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-7226664465826253760?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/7226664465826253760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=7226664465826253760' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7226664465826253760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7226664465826253760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_10.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Ponto de fuga...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0jjiqo-AI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ef8s9i--G0c/s72-c/punto_de_fuga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-5044527455162572759</id><published>2007-02-10T01:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:06:40.621Z</updated><title type='text'>Fuga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029715147408078834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0jRyqo9_I/AAAAAAAAABg/C0Me6EVF0ro/s400/fuga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 17 de maio de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-5044527455162572759?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5044527455162572759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=5044527455162572759' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5044527455162572759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5044527455162572759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Fuga...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0jRyqo9_I/AAAAAAAAABg/C0Me6EVF0ro/s72-c/fuga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-2101091601815066908</id><published>2007-02-10T01:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:39:56.977Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma das minhas dúvidas...</title><content type='html'>Não vou contar aqui a história toda mas num determinado momento de hoje, ao falar com uma pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perguntei: "num determinado momento apeteceu-me fazer uma coisa, mas por receio de ser mal interpretada não o fiz. Achas que o que eu pensava fazer fazia sentido na situação em que estava?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respondeu-me: "Fazias. Tudo faz sentido. O que não faz sentido é não fazer o que se sente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dúvida: devemos sempre fazer o que nos "apetece", ou seja, aquilo que o nosso coração (intuição ou seja lá o que lhe chamem) nos impele a fazer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 12 de maio de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-2101091601815066908?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/2101091601815066908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=2101091601815066908' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2101091601815066908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/2101091601815066908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/mais-uma-das-minhas-dvidas.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Mais uma das minhas dúvidas...&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-5754128214453188659</id><published>2007-02-10T01:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:37:35.588Z</updated><title type='text'>Oportunidades</title><content type='html'>Nem sempre a vida nos dá como opção as escolhas que desejariamos fazer se pudessemos escolher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz-se que as pessoas mais felizes não são as que têm as melhores coisas. Simplesmente são as que sabem fazer o melhor com as oportunidades que surgem nos seus caminhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é não consigo fazer o melhor com as oportunidades que surgem no meu caminho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deprimida? Não. Só mais um dia +- e à espera por um dia +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 1 de maio de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-5754128214453188659?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5754128214453188659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=5754128214453188659' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5754128214453188659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5754128214453188659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/oportunidades.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Oportunidades&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-628734076752036578</id><published>2007-02-10T01:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:29:42.760Z</updated><title type='text'>Música</title><content type='html'>Antes de mais tenho que confessar que nunca fui boa aluna a Música nem tenho jeito para tal arte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas encontrei um site onde a simplicidade da imagem, dos sons e dos gestos se tornam em arte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uploads.ungrounded.net/221000/221483_Play.swf"&gt;http://uploads.ungrounded.net/221000/221483_Play.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 1 de maio de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-628734076752036578?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/628734076752036578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=628734076752036578' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/628734076752036578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/628734076752036578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/msica.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Música&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-4112355145802573880</id><published>2007-02-10T01:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:27:26.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Crianças desaparecidas</title><content type='html'>Decidi dar uma pequena ajuda para a divulgação e procura de crianças desaparecidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomei conhecimento deste procedimento através de um blog de uma pessoa conhecida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portoxxi.com/desaparecidos/index.php?htr"&gt;http://www.portoxxi.com/desaparecidos/index.php?htr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No site da Polícia Judiciária também se encontra informação sobre crianças e adultos desaparecidos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pj.pt/htm/pessoas.htm"&gt;http://www.pj.pt/htm/pessoas.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 25 de abril de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-4112355145802573880?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/4112355145802573880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=4112355145802573880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/4112355145802573880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/4112355145802573880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/crianas-desaparecidas.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Crianças desaparecidas&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-1133669520176149496</id><published>2007-02-10T01:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:26:23.160Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor, Paixão e dicionários</title><content type='html'>Interessante o que encontramos ao consultar o significado da palavra &lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt; num dicionário...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do Latim amore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;substantivo &lt;em&gt;masculino&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;viva afeição que nos impele para o objecto dos nossos desejos;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inclinação da alma e do coração;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;objecto da nossa afeição;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;afecto;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inclinação exclusiva;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Numa primeira leitura ficamos a pensar que Amor é Paixão.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas será que Paixão é Amor? Consultemos novamente o mesmo dicionário!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paixão:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do Latim passione, sofrimento&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;substantivo &lt;em&gt;feminino&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sentimento excessivo;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amor ardente&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;afecto violento;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;entusiasmo;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cólera;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grande mágoa;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vício dominador;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alucinação;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sofrimento intenso e prolongado;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parcialidade;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;o martírio de Cristo ou dos Santos martirizados;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parte do Evangelho em que se narra a Paixão de Cristo;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;colorido, expressão viva, em literatura.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interessante...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amor é Paixão mas Paixão não é Amor, é Amor ardente! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amor é (substantivo) masculino e Paixão é feminino...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Será que as pessoas apaixonadas são sofredoras, afectuosamente violentas, têm grandes mágoas, sentem um vício dominador, sofrem de alucinações, têm um sofrimento intenso e prolongado e são parciais no seu raciocínio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E algumas outras reflexões deixo à vossa consideração... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 24 de abril de 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-1133669520176149496?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/1133669520176149496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=1133669520176149496' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1133669520176149496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/1133669520176149496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/amor-paixo-e-dicionrios.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Amor, Paixão e dicionários&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-4630980368485083501</id><published>2007-02-10T01:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:22:25.948Z</updated><title type='text'>Porquês</title><content type='html'>Porque é que nunca estamos satisfeitos com o que temos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que os outros nunca estão satisfeitos com o que nós temos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que de vez em quando temos fases em que parece que tudo corre mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 6 de abril de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-4630980368485083501?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/4630980368485083501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=4630980368485083501' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/4630980368485083501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/4630980368485083501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/porqus.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Porquês&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-577125569004183403</id><published>2007-02-10T01:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:18:09.124Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029708069301975010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0c1yqo9-I/AAAAAAAAABU/0pO83zAzkbw/s400/cansada.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Quero férias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 4 de abril de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-577125569004183403?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/577125569004183403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=577125569004183403' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/577125569004183403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/577125569004183403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/quero-frias.html' title=''/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0c1yqo9-I/AAAAAAAAABU/0pO83zAzkbw/s72-c/cansada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-6594505292175041101</id><published>2007-02-10T01:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:10:36.967Z</updated><title type='text'>Preguiça</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029704744997287890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px;TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Z0Sqo99I/AAAAAAAAABI/mFH3R1twqYk/s400/preguica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 15 de março de 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-6594505292175041101?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/6594505292175041101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=6594505292175041101' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/6594505292175041101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/6594505292175041101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/preguia.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Preguiça&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Z0Sqo99I/AAAAAAAAABI/mFH3R1twqYk/s72-c/preguica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-5904166121538714206</id><published>2007-02-10T00:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:12:37.737Z</updated><title type='text'>Um olhar…</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029703289003374530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Yfiqo98I/AAAAAAAAAA8/QBPE-aTPtVg/s200/More_Than_Meets_The_Eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual a melhor forma de conhecer as pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não experimentar conhecê-las através do olhar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos que, sem falar, nos dizem muita coisa sobre o ser humano que temos à nossa frente…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já experimentaram olhar as pessoas e tentar conhecê-las através do seu olhar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fazer uma experiência?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimentem olhar com atenção para os olhos e a expressão do olhar das pessoas que connosco se cruzam na rua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconhecidos, amigos, familiares…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aposto que se vão surpreender com o que podem aprender com o olhar do ser humano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantos sentimentos para descodificar através do "espelho da alma"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 21 de fevereiro de 2006)&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/1572844578892548464-5904166121538714206?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/5904166121538714206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=5904166121538714206' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5904166121538714206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/5904166121538714206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/um-olhar.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Um olhar…&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Yfiqo98I/AAAAAAAAAA8/QBPE-aTPtVg/s72-c/More_Than_Meets_The_Eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-7488587448840868677</id><published>2007-02-10T00:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:12:00.061Z</updated><title type='text'>Charles Chaplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029700046303066018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Viyqo96I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MMa5c3CNfrs/s320/Chaplin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Hoje levantei-me a pensar no que tenho a fazer antes que o relógio marque meia-noite. É minha função escolher que tipo de dia terei hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso reclamar que está chovendo ou agradecer às águas por levarem a poluição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso ficar triste por não ter dinheiro ou sentir-me encorajado para administrar as minhas finanças, evitando o desperdício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso reclamar sobre a minha saúde ou dar graças por estar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso queixar-me dos meus pais por não me terem dado o que eu queria ou posso ser grato por ter nascido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso reclamar por ter que ir trabalhar ou agradecer por ter um trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir tédio com o trabalho doméstico ou agradecer a Deus por ter um tecto onde morar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso lamentar decepções com os amigos ou entusiasmar-me com a possibilidade de fazer novas amizades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se as coisas não saírem como planeei, posso ficar feliz por ter hoje para recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia está na minha frente, esperando para ser o que eu quiser. E aqui estou eu, o escultor que pode dar forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo depende de mim…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 12 de fevereiro de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-7488587448840868677?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/7488587448840868677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=7488587448840868677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7488587448840868677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/7488587448840868677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/charles-chaplin.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Viyqo96I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MMa5c3CNfrs/s72-c/Chaplin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1572844578892548464.post-6441300527855719338</id><published>2007-02-10T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:10:59.541Z</updated><title type='text'>Luzinha Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029696988286351250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Swyqo95I/AAAAAAAAAAU/XqJi7vsGPOA/s320/BlueLight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Luzinha... procuro uma luzinha no fundo do horizonte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei onde está mas continuo à sua procura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esteja longe... ou talvez esteja tão perto que eu não a veja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu seja uma luzinha perdida e baralhada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma luzinha estranha no meio deste mundo estranho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(originalmente postado no dia 12 de fevereiro de 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1572844578892548464-6441300527855719338?l=luzinhazul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/feeds/6441300527855719338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1572844578892548464&amp;postID=6441300527855719338' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/6441300527855719338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1572844578892548464/posts/default/6441300527855719338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzinhazul.blogspot.com/2007/02/luzinha-azul.html' title='&lt;h5 style=color:#0000CD&gt;Luzinha Azul&lt;/h5&gt;'/><author><name>luzinhazul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09206454099173927234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://tattooangel.no.sapo.pt/luzinha.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BU7NQPQV0wE/Rc0Swyqo95I/AAAAAAAAAAU/XqJi7vsGPOA/s72-c/BlueLight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
