<?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-7098722929601948846</id><updated>2011-08-06T11:28:43.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Davidson Souza</title><subtitle type='html'>Pedido da minha mana Gah Lopes tow criando aki o blog... pra postar minhas poesias espero q vcs gostem... e c colarem as poesias daqui façam-me o favor de deixar meu nome lá ta bom... porq é xato vc fazer as coisas e naum ter o devido reconhecimento... e convenhamos c vc ker mandar algo pro seu namorado ou namorada crie vc mesmo...
c gostou cole mais deixe meu nome ae porra!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098722929601948846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Davidson Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15108916225117669292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQvmjfUyJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/q1YT5x97h00/S220/OQAAAMCa1eE4GNDel2ihFmJ2ghTHaCvbDLSBFhuyfQZmDfuuyUnZuyIL8UT3x86rdwNthVmYczMu4JIYY0QuQMgWzzgAm1T1UJx3WYH1U4DpSzYpy9YkK1vxQ4Os.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098722929601948846.post-7208341635498788069</id><published>2010-11-08T14:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:51:45.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagem da minha cabeça Veio "desabafo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TKt25bM7D4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/eLLsVVCdqdc/s1600/Capture0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TKt25bM7D4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/eLLsVVCdqdc/s320/Capture0002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Quando lembro do passado sinto um profundo arrependimento de certas coisas q fiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;muitos dizem q devemos nos arrepender dakilo q não fizemos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;pois eu sou homem o suficiente pra dizer q me arrependo sim de muitas coisa q fiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;hoje sofro as consequencias das minhas escolhas e atitudes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;por isso não reclamo tanto da minha vida e nem vivo ao gritos com todo mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;porq ninguem tem culpa das escolhas q fiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;eu decidi não estudar quando era pra estudar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;decidi não levar a sério as coisas q Deveria me empenhar pra fazer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;e se hoje apontam o dedo na minha cara e falam oq eu não quero escutar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;muitas vezes abaixo a cabeça não por não ter responsta pra dar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;mas porq sei q não estão errados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;graças a Deus ainda tenho vida pra mudar os meus conceitos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;e tentar acertar meus caminhos, lembrando dos erros do meu passado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Quanto ao meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;todos me perguntam, porq q eu estou tanto tempo solteiro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;eu tow solteiro sim galera sozinho nunka....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;só não quero nada serio com ninguem por enquanto, ainda naum encontrei alguem q mexa com minhas emoções...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;infelizmente ainda tem 2 pessoas q mexem comigo... (T.S, A.P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;e ambas fizeram suas escolhas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;e eu não sou nada e nem ninguem pra atrapalhar a felicidade delas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;kem sabe daki algum tempo alguem consegui dispertar o amor em mim não é verdade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;vamos sem pressa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;porq na pressa só fiz burrada, e quando paro pra pensar me arrependo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;então tow procurando controlar a velocidade da locomotiva q move minha vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;pra q eu me controle mais... e erre menos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;a frase q ta na minha mente ultimamente explica tudo e define o momento q tow passando.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;"os homens demoram a abrir os olhos pro amor, mas quando abrem ficam cegos com o brilho de tal sentimento"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;ainda estou cego.... mas logo logo, vou abrir novamente meus olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;e sei q vou enchergar algo melhor pra minha vida....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;abraços a todos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;By: Davidson Souza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098722929601948846-7208341635498788069?l=nosdivad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/feeds/7208341635498788069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/2010/11/viagem-da-minha-cabeca-veio-desabafo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098722929601948846/posts/default/7208341635498788069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098722929601948846/posts/default/7208341635498788069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/2010/11/viagem-da-minha-cabeca-veio-desabafo.html' title='Viagem da minha cabeça Veio &quot;desabafo&quot;'/><author><name>Davidson Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15108916225117669292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQvmjfUyJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/q1YT5x97h00/S220/OQAAAMCa1eE4GNDel2ihFmJ2ghTHaCvbDLSBFhuyfQZmDfuuyUnZuyIL8UT3x86rdwNthVmYczMu4JIYY0QuQMgWzzgAm1T1UJx3WYH1U4DpSzYpy9YkK1vxQ4Os.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TKt25bM7D4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/eLLsVVCdqdc/s72-c/Capture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098722929601948846.post-6634469307989799934</id><published>2010-11-05T11:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:48:42.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>“Anjo que iluminou minha vida”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQmfnbMTTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/azwfmX_q3tg/s1600/anjos-8927.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536092166546017586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQmfnbMTTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/azwfmX_q3tg/s320/anjos-8927.gif" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Você meu anjo que deu vida novamente a um coração que não batia mais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Você meu anjo que inspirou minha poesia que há tanto tempo eu não via.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Você que veio pra me levantar desse mar de desanimo e me mostrar o quanto à vida e bela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Sem sentido eu vivia em meu mundinho fechado de orgulho e fraqueza.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Você me fez acreditar novamente que o amor existe e que nada na vida tem sentido sem o amor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Sem o amor tudo e mais triste o mundo fica sem cor a comida sem sabor, a vida sem sentido. Por mais que eu mesmo tenha tentado me levantar eu não conseguia me reerguer da minha própria escuridão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Escuridão essa que eu mesmo criei, sem querer me afundei em minhas próprias magoas e esqueci de viver.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Ate encontrar você que me fez sair desse buraco imundo e reacender a velha chama que existia em meu peito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Não saia de perto de mim meu belo anjo, pois acho que no dia em que tu se afastares de mim, tenho certeza que voltarei ao meu mundinho fechado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Pois sem você tudo e mais triste.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Quero-te tanto que às vezes tenho medo desse sentimento que me aprisiona a você, mas não tenha medo esse sentimento por mais que seja forte jamais terá a capacidade de te fazer mal algum.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Se um dia fizer mal a alguém pode ter certeza que será a mim mesmo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Meu anjo te amo tanto que tenho medo de te sufocar com a pureza do meu tão grande amor, que a cada dia só faz crescer mais e mais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;E vai me mostrando a cada dia que eu ainda posso ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Espero que você se sinta feliz ao meu lado da mesma maneira que eu  sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Hoje eu posso dizer com toda absoluta certeza, eu não sei mais viver sem você.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Pois o tempo vai passando e a saudade vai apertando em meu peito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Saudade essa que tira o meu sono e não passa, pois cada minuto sem você parece uma tortura eterna.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Não vejo a hora de estar ao seu lado novamente, maldita e a distância que nos separa, pois sem dó e nem piedade te arranca todos os dias de perto de mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Por isso eu peço vem pra perto de mim meu anjo que iluminou minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Ass: Davidson Souza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7098722929601948846-6634469307989799934?l=nosdivad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/feeds/6634469307989799934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/2010/11/anjo-que-iluminou-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098722929601948846/posts/default/6634469307989799934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7098722929601948846/posts/default/6634469307989799934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosdivad.blogspot.com/2010/11/anjo-que-iluminou-minha-vida.html' title='“Anjo que iluminou minha vida”'/><author><name>Davidson Souza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15108916225117669292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQvmjfUyJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/q1YT5x97h00/S220/OQAAAMCa1eE4GNDel2ihFmJ2ghTHaCvbDLSBFhuyfQZmDfuuyUnZuyIL8UT3x86rdwNthVmYczMu4JIYY0QuQMgWzzgAm1T1UJx3WYH1U4DpSzYpy9YkK1vxQ4Os.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08zaCBTHsFE/TNQmfnbMTTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/azwfmX_q3tg/s72-c/anjos-8927.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
