<?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-470372983145521125</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:35:08.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fabulous destiny of a girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juslash.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470372983145521125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juslash.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>juslash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03350024558026468675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlc37FVGXsY/SOrQfkxEpHI/AAAAAAAAABY/1kcpSygYo7E/S220/rosas+e+vinho+tinto.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470372983145521125.post-7449484298687242510</id><published>2008-10-06T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:52:34.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes or always?</title><content type='html'>Abriu os olhos,acordou,levantou.&lt;br /&gt;Pos os chinelos,foi em direção ao banheiro,escovou.&lt;br /&gt;Não era uma manhã normal,nada estava normal.&lt;br /&gt;Seus pés estavam quentes,e seus lábios cada vez mais frios.&lt;br /&gt;O dia?Sábado.A hora?Não sabia,ninguém sabia.&lt;br /&gt;Preto em roupas,ócuos escuro em rostos,rostos sem expressões.&lt;br /&gt;Terra molhada,chuva no céu,rosas brancas clareavam aquele dia,(ou seria noite?!)escuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tem dia que parece noite,e a tristeza parece poesia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largura,Juliana .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470372983145521125-7449484298687242510?l=juslash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juslash.blogspot.com/feeds/7449484298687242510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470372983145521125&amp;postID=7449484298687242510' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470372983145521125/posts/default/7449484298687242510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470372983145521125/posts/default/7449484298687242510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juslash.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes or always?'/><author><name>juslash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03350024558026468675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tlc37FVGXsY/SOrQfkxEpHI/AAAAAAAAABY/1kcpSygYo7E/S220/rosas+e+vinho+tinto.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
