<?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-8314577568950519281</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:36:24.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É preciso viver...</title><subtitle type='html'>Eu tenho tanto prá lhe falar,
Mas com palavras não sei dizer
Como é grande o meu amor
Por você.
E não há nada prá comparar,
Para poder lhe explicar
Como é grande o meu amor
Por você.
Nem mesmo o céu,
Nem as estrelas,
Nem mesmo o mar
E o infinito não é maior
Que o meu amor,
Nem mais bonito.
Me desespero a procurar
Alguma forma de lhe falar
Como é grande o meu amor
Por você.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-2132435470756061638</id><published>2010-11-15T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T13:14:32.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfqc5BJhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tujkoQiRFbU/s1600/Netherlands-Butterfly-Metamorphosis-Transformation-Crop-Circle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfqc5BJhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tujkoQiRFbU/s400/Netherlands-Butterfly-Metamorphosis-Transformation-Crop-Circle.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539884568301086226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estava passando por um Borboletario e la dizia que: " Entre e veja as Borboletas mais lindas do MUNDO!", entrei e fiquei horas e horas procurando essas borboletas, mais ai vi que para mim não a Borboleta mais linda não estava voando, mais estava ali, e procurei cada vez mais e mais, quando dei conta de que ja tinha encontrado ela bateu asas do meu Coração e voou. Voce sempre me teve, agora voce bateu asas e voou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfqLWrU8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Vuoubki8B5c/s1600/Still%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfqLWrU8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Vuoubki8B5c/s400/Still%2B069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539884563593647042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As boas coisas da vida sempre ficam marcadas, Coca-cola e chocolate, quem diria que essas dois coisas gostosas iriam marcar momentos inesquecíveis, sempre terei um gostinho de viver por voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfpwfEMZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9LYd_W10ivI/s1600/anjos-4499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfpwfEMZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9LYd_W10ivI/s400/anjos-4499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539884556381073810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sem voce, não ficarei vivo muito tempo, não irei comer, tomar agua, irei morrer de desgosto, de desanimo, voce é tudo para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfpn5YWfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zp9XkAsL7Xk/s1600/2anjos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfpn5YWfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zp9XkAsL7Xk/s400/2anjos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539884554075527666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um Anjo, sempre será um Anjo, mesmo que ele esteja longe, mais sempre estara em meu coração, que sempre lembrara dos bons momentos que tivemos juntos, dos sorrisos, dos doces labios seus, das lagrimas da nossa despedida, mesmo tendo momentos bons e ruins, sempre estive do seu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-2132435470756061638?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/2132435470756061638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/estava-passando-por-um-borboletario-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/2132435470756061638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/2132435470756061638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/estava-passando-por-um-borboletario-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TOGfqc5BJhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tujkoQiRFbU/s72-c/Netherlands-Butterfly-Metamorphosis-Transformation-Crop-Circle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-6398456758201305532</id><published>2010-11-13T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:29:31.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9zrlFIlYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ywyZyc-vCpg/s1600/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9zrlFIlYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ywyZyc-vCpg/s320/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539273259214214530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando Bem eu gosto mesmo de voce , pesando bem quero dizer, que amo ter te conhecido, nada melhor que eu deixar vc saber,pois é tão triste esconder um sentimento tão bonitooo. (8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-6398456758201305532?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/6398456758201305532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/pensando-bem-eu-gosto-mesmo-de-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/6398456758201305532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/6398456758201305532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/pensando-bem-eu-gosto-mesmo-de-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9zrlFIlYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ywyZyc-vCpg/s72-c/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-9197777255000900410</id><published>2010-11-13T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:25:18.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9ybAid_ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0PKXeLHckVo/s1600/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9ybAid_ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0PKXeLHckVo/s320/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539271875015605650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Te amei até quando não podia ter te amado mais, agora pégo meu coração partido e jogo pelo mundo, para ver quantos pedaços voltam para mim, e quantas estrelas ele fará feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-9197777255000900410?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/9197777255000900410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-amei-ate-quando-nao-podia-ter-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/9197777255000900410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/9197777255000900410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-amei-ate-quando-nao-podia-ter-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9ybAid_ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0PKXeLHckVo/s72-c/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-2635671416099157453</id><published>2010-11-13T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:22:14.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9xoO4jHAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Krk22JprF4s/s1600/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9xoO4jHAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Krk22JprF4s/s320/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539271002692983810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ter o seu amor hoje é mesmo que não ter ele no futuro, teve a chance quando podia, agora quem não quer sou eu. O inico milagre que existe é te esquecer para a vida toda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-2635671416099157453?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/2635671416099157453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/ter-o-seu-amor-hoje-e-mesmo-que-nao-ter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/2635671416099157453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/2635671416099157453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/ter-o-seu-amor-hoje-e-mesmo-que-nao-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9xoO4jHAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Krk22JprF4s/s72-c/Painel%2Bde%2Bdesenho_6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-4973657008652048757</id><published>2010-11-13T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:19:35.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wkU2LsZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EeYdl3imTrU/s1600/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wkU2LsZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EeYdl3imTrU/s320/lagrima.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539269836062568850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lagrimas poderam encharcar o mundo de tanto que chorei por vc, sentimentos ardos e profundos feriram meu coração, fiz de tudo pelo seu amor, e hoje estou desistindo dele com essas lagrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wkORCmPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/t7ZS75Nmnc8/s1600/8436922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wkORCmPI/AAAAAAAAAGA/t7ZS75Nmnc8/s320/8436922.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539269834296170738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os bons momentos juntos foram quando estive com vc, sentindo seu cheiro, saboreando seu labios carnudos, e te abraçando por muito tempo. Mais tudo na vida dura pouco, até os grandes momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-4973657008652048757?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/4973657008652048757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/lagrimas-poderam-encharcar-o-mundo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/4973657008652048757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/4973657008652048757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/lagrimas-poderam-encharcar-o-mundo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wkU2LsZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EeYdl3imTrU/s72-c/lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8314577568950519281.post-1027825300627905336</id><published>2010-11-13T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:15:15.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wH3puyII/AAAAAAAAAF4/0dVhurkp3UE/s1600/1287amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wH3puyII/AAAAAAAAAF4/0dVhurkp3UE/s320/1287amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539269347189377154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O verdadeiro amor, é conquistado por afeto, carinho, compaixão, nada é comprado no AMOR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8314577568950519281-1027825300627905336?l=umavidalivre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/feeds/1027825300627905336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-verdadeiro-amor-e-conquistado-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/1027825300627905336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8314577568950519281/posts/default/1027825300627905336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umavidalivre.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-verdadeiro-amor-e-conquistado-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Seguros de Morter-SM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038732877672521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/SuMbmrl4xHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3SPDkv6lvU/S220/OgAAACiICLRf60PrfYEJ9c3uPcwLj12MJp9kJTcz1-zGTQPkxca8TtZJgWysmTlTFkIDcxEzJM2t1kqhIx4D6BrVWf8Am1T1UGoh-9QH4zDEVEevWYNlaXdRdhyU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vMR41wqtSY/TN9wH3puyII/AAAAAAAAAF4/0dVhurkp3UE/s72-c/1287amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
