<?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-3732228598587281002</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:09:28.413-03:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='pérolas'/><category term='da vida'/><category term='testemunhos'/><category term='vídeos'/><category term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Josiene por ela mesma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-894164715112876858</id><published>2011-09-27T20:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:20:50.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Carolina -- Quem de nós dois</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HqDKX2JFMm8?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-894164715112876858?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/894164715112876858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=894164715112876858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/894164715112876858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/894164715112876858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2011/09/ana-carolina-quem-de-nos-dois-clipe.html' title='Ana Carolina -- Quem de nós dois'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HqDKX2JFMm8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-6894713830725299847</id><published>2011-05-31T06:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T06:39:23.837-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De manhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoflGtJwMfk/TeS3M9JU8VI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Q_2vIq9ZSa8/s1600/166_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoflGtJwMfk/TeS3M9JU8VI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Q_2vIq9ZSa8/s400/166_0170.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-6894713830725299847?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/6894713830725299847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=6894713830725299847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6894713830725299847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6894713830725299847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-manha.html' title='De manhã'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoflGtJwMfk/TeS3M9JU8VI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Q_2vIq9ZSa8/s72-c/166_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2305298516973664290</id><published>2011-05-05T11:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:35:30.731-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Aflição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6wljom7zxQ/SA9VD6quGxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-9m7oT0YNvc/s1600/p1010075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6wljom7zxQ/SA9VD6quGxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-9m7oT0YNvc/s320/p1010075.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sentimo-me aflita desde da última vez em que apareceste em minha vida dando um sinal de alerta, voltaste dizendo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Você é minha diga!&amp;nbsp;" não precisei responder, pois tu já sabe a resposta, e agora passo meus dias a pensar em em ti intensamente, noites quentes, afagos. Anos se passam os sentimentos guardados revelam-se ansiosos, querendo sua atenção que procurava em outras bocas&amp;nbsp; achar, te achar em outros corpos é um querer necessário, mas efemero se comparado ao que guardo a sete chaves pra ti. Te quero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para ler ouvindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zsLcABG7ZDs" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2305298516973664290?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2305298516973664290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2305298516973664290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2305298516973664290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2305298516973664290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2011/05/aflicao.html' title='Aflição'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6wljom7zxQ/SA9VD6quGxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-9m7oT0YNvc/s72-c/p1010075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8693414351885121183</id><published>2011-05-04T00:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:30:50.882-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Sina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsZLtwTtXkA/TcDEsi_uh9I/AAAAAAAAA2g/-dlujp_Zk7w/s1600/5346844724_e5e5db1ee9_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsZLtwTtXkA/TcDEsi_uh9I/AAAAAAAAA2g/-dlujp_Zk7w/s400/5346844724_e5e5db1ee9_b.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dentro de mim lateja&amp;nbsp; meu desejo de te ter novamente em minha cama,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;minhas costas precisa sentir aquela energia que emanas quando tu me querias por inteira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beijavas minha minha nuca quando ti sentias saciado pelo meu sexo, pois fazia do jeito que gostavas e ama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse sexo que vicia, me embebedo várias vezes, infinitas vezes, desse gosto rasgando a garganta no ápice da tua indescencia, insolência da tua pele preta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vampiro da língua afiada, que destrói uma mulher em segundos quando lambuza seus segredos mais escondidos, és minha fonte de inspiração diária, sou tua mulher escrava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Para ler ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TbOVXHuxQOo" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-8693414351885121183?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8693414351885121183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8693414351885121183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8693414351885121183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8693414351885121183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2011/05/sina.html' title='Sina'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsZLtwTtXkA/TcDEsi_uh9I/AAAAAAAAA2g/-dlujp_Zk7w/s72-c/5346844724_e5e5db1ee9_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-938971547928494282</id><published>2011-04-25T21:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:01:55.221-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Sinto saudades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4juJmSyEPw0/TcMePQP5l3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZMqTYO336Tw/s1600/DSC01236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4juJmSyEPw0/TcMePQP5l3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZMqTYO336Tw/s400/DSC01236.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sinto saudades meu nego do teu cheiro, boca e cabelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudades daquele dia em que você sorria á toa sem pensar no outro dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudades do dia em que te conheci, foi magia em pleno meio dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudades de passar a noite em claro em dia de sábado pro domingo amanhecer lindo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudades, muitas saudades mesmo desses olhos da cor mel do cacau, nunca vi um marrom tão lindo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saudades de contar os dias que foram meus guias do caminho que me levaram a ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Volte logo meu amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Para Ler ouvindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TUmVk-y33HI/AAAAAAAAA0U/6RWv7TjqUlA/s1600/5410394014_23df180bf8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="205" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TUmVk-y33HI/AAAAAAAAA0U/6RWv7TjqUlA/s400/5410394014_23df180bf8_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-6444438995955914832?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/6444438995955914832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=6444438995955914832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6444438995955914832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6444438995955914832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-encontrei-naquela-noite-vazia-e-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TUmVk-y33HI/AAAAAAAAA0U/6RWv7TjqUlA/s72-c/5410394014_23df180bf8_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-5504244878008141588</id><published>2010-11-18T20:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T20:47:44.761-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Eu te quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TOW6la1SUvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RLX4Zpniyc8/s1600/IMG_7963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TOW6la1SUvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RLX4Zpniyc8/s400/IMG_7963.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando você se aproxima sinto teu cheiro através de meus olhos, esta aproximação do sem querer enlouquece meu juízo, meus pêlos se arrepiam e a vontade de te beijar aumenta a cada movimento do seu rosto. A cada dia vejo o teu transformar de homem e tua voz amadurecer em meus ouvidos, não me canso de olhar o seu perfil latino, desde o primeiro dia em que te vi, você é como uma dose de Gim puro sem gelo, pra mim uma lombra cheirosa chapada de desejo e vontade do querer mais, sempre mais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5504244878008141588?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5504244878008141588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5504244878008141588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5504244878008141588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5504244878008141588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-te-quero.html' title='Eu te quero'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TOW6la1SUvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RLX4Zpniyc8/s72-c/IMG_7963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-3706673982227084031</id><published>2010-11-17T19:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:38:57.871-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Family Affair  de  Mary J. Blige</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/znlFu_lemsU?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marca a volta da grande diva do Hip Hop gringo a senhora Mary Blige&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-3706673982227084031?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/3706673982227084031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=3706673982227084031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3706673982227084031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3706673982227084031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/mary-j-blige-family-affair.html' title='Family Affair  de  Mary J. Blige'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/znlFu_lemsU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-1022700746087347875</id><published>2010-11-17T19:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:29:08.179-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Eu te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TORWFlguSeI/AAAAAAAAAxY/S7X6dqL4rQI/s1600/DSC00609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TORWFlguSeI/AAAAAAAAAxY/S7X6dqL4rQI/s400/DSC00609.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te amo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo-te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te direi isto até cansar, até casar-se comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque eu te amo demais, sobra amor pelas ruas onde passo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te desejo muito, muito mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobra desejo nas camas onde deito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o pensamento voa quando vem a lembrança tua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lembro da sua voz é como se fosse um extase, um orgasmo de plenitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tua cor é a mais belas das cores do arco-íris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nela embriago-me, é meu ópio nos dias frustrantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha alma é tua,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saiba que tens o poder de possuí-la quando bem entendes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;faz o que tu queres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque eu não posso fazer o que quero,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu te amo e este é o meu maior defeito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-1022700746087347875?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1022700746087347875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=1022700746087347875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1022700746087347875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1022700746087347875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-te-amo.html' title='Eu te amo'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TORWFlguSeI/AAAAAAAAAxY/S7X6dqL4rQI/s72-c/DSC00609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-618638535437505293</id><published>2010-11-15T21:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:03:12.013-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Jon Secada - Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/CSqPbZnVjXQ/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSqPbZnVjXQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSqPbZnVjXQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não me canso de procurar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por alguem que vá encaixar preencher meu perfil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser feliz, amar e extravasar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei a hora nem o dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-618638535437505293?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/618638535437505293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=618638535437505293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/618638535437505293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/618638535437505293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/jon-secada-just-another-day-best.html' title='Jon Secada - Just Another Day'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-7039205179349775125</id><published>2010-11-01T10:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:38:48.870-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Conselhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_miAtiGVuUg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_miAtiGVuUg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-7039205179349775125?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/7039205179349775125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=7039205179349775125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7039205179349775125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7039205179349775125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/11/conselhos-do-bem-para-o-bem-oh-gloria.html' title='Conselhos'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4073368261497015171</id><published>2010-10-14T19:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:42:44.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Muito desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TLd-TMcV2KI/AAAAAAAAAtk/OQXrlaY38vA/s1600/IMG_8296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TLd-TMcV2KI/AAAAAAAAAtk/OQXrlaY38vA/s320/IMG_8296.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Muito desejo, muito mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não aguento é muita delícia é muito tempero, minhas carnes tremem, e se tocares em mim derreto leve como água. Quero sentir teus cabelos em minhas costas, ver te fazer delirar é uma das coisas mais belas que já vi na vida, não vou te deixar, vou te querer até o amor acabar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4073368261497015171?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4073368261497015171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4073368261497015171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4073368261497015171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4073368261497015171'/><link 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TLdl_lOWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtc/GBf4FudK3hg/s1600/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG_8271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TLdl_lOWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtc/GBf4FudK3hg/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG_8271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527999210619037618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesta terra quente,&lt;br /&gt;terra em transe,&lt;br /&gt;que transa minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Me recobre de delírius&lt;br /&gt;penso em você a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;Voce que de longe me enxerga e não vê&lt;br /&gt;que o tempo passa&lt;br /&gt;e faz passar a insistência.&lt;br /&gt;Venha me cobrir Rei, de delícias&lt;br /&gt;afagos apertados, inconscientemente penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;venha logo, não deixe cair&lt;br /&gt;que o tempo é traiçoeiro das amantes que te esperam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-3493883136778325997?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/3493883136778325997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=3493883136778325997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3493883136778325997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3493883136778325997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/10/nesta-terra-quente-terra-em-transe-que.html' title='A esperar'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TLdl_lOWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtc/GBf4FudK3hg/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG_8271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8671201365466081779</id><published>2010-10-07T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:40:38.846-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Quase Nada</title><content type='html'>O que eu quero dessa vida é ser feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saw8Y1RJJtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saw8Y1RJJtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-8671201365466081779?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8671201365466081779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8671201365466081779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8671201365466081779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8671201365466081779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/10/quase-nada.html' title='Quase Nada'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-7512129269664310828</id><published>2010-10-07T18:54:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:50:22.095-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Desejos infindos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TK5Ddia-gnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vizuK1A6--4/s1600/SAM_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TK5Ddia-gnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vizuK1A6--4/s400/SAM_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525427967565398642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ansiedade, muita saudade, paixão de verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Nesta felicidade instantaneamente permanente te digo meu lindo, quero te ver, bem logo bastante pra gente quando estiver distante não se deixar um instante.&lt;br /&gt;Não penso amanhã, quero hoje estar contigo pra gente rir da gente, dormir tranquilo, caminhar lado a lado, tocar teus cabelos, beber desejos, transpirar sentimentos, beijar tuas mãos, me levar pro ceú, lamber mamilos, ver teus sinais. E quando chegar a hora de ir embora desatar os nós? Desse assunto não sei de nada vou pra casa preparar a mala, chorar, beijar, te abraçar, planejar o pão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-7512129269664310828?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/7512129269664310828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=7512129269664310828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7512129269664310828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7512129269664310828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/10/ansiedade-muita-saudade-paixao-de.html' title='Desejos infindos'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TK5Ddia-gnI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vizuK1A6--4/s72-c/SAM_0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-9054054219035086086</id><published>2010-08-11T18:03:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:46:08.865-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>A leve impressão</title><content type='html'>Infinito amor mal resolvido que a vida insiste em lembrar,&lt;br /&gt;quero dizer que ainda lembro e a lembrança neste momento dói como uma dor de ouvido,&lt;br /&gt;não quero ser uma estraga prazer ao relembrar tudo outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;mas a coisa ainda é tão forte que chego a vomita-lo a todo momento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-9054054219035086086?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/9054054219035086086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=9054054219035086086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/9054054219035086086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/9054054219035086086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/08/uma-saideira-muita-saudade-e-leve.html' title='A leve impressão'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-3191633125981757261</id><published>2010-07-21T16:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T08:39:43.692-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Why not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TGp04zKmy6I/AAAAAAAAAss/UJk9CbQubg0/s1600/nefertiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TGp04zKmy6I/AAAAAAAAAss/UJk9CbQubg0/s400/nefertiti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506342013570042786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-3191633125981757261?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/3191633125981757261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=3191633125981757261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3191633125981757261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3191633125981757261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/07/esta-e-para-meu-garoto-de-vinte-anos.html' title='Why not?'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TGp04zKmy6I/AAAAAAAAAss/UJk9CbQubg0/s72-c/nefertiti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8955307649215125002</id><published>2010-07-11T09:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:49:50.389-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Estou muito longe daqui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TEdNs8qzTMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_sdxF-_OCOk/s1600/OgAAAJFocvUAYT1JTD4vO-6uft7zioUQwQumh2IBZF70M2a7iGjtSeRhBL_D5SxRKIM_vxjm_nuuaNe-wpOEefb2Eq4Am1T1UBDG42lBK9wgtR4ADuMTQ77ml3vY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TEdNs8qzTMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_sdxF-_OCOk/s400/OgAAAJFocvUAYT1JTD4vO-6uft7zioUQwQumh2IBZF70M2a7iGjtSeRhBL_D5SxRKIM_vxjm_nuuaNe-wpOEefb2Eq4Am1T1UBDG42lBK9wgtR4ADuMTQ77ml3vY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496447304824212674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TEdNmGvvNLI/AAAAAAAAAsU/dCKng5fvWmY/s1600/OgAAAJFocvUAYT1JTD4vO-6uft7zioUQwQumh2IBZF70M2a7iGjtSeRhBL_D5SxRKIM_vxjm_nuuaNe-wpOEefb2Eq4Am1T1UBDG42lBK9wgtR4ADuMTQ77ml3vY.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu senti naquele dia...&lt;br /&gt;Posso de dizer agora que você naquele dia foi demais pra mim. Aquela dor foi suportável, superei estou aqui não estou?&lt;br /&gt;Estas dores da alma realmente me abalam profundamente, não tenho palavras para descrever isso agora...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-8955307649215125002?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8955307649215125002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8955307649215125002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8955307649215125002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8955307649215125002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/07/estou-muito-longe-daqui.html' title='Estou muito longe daqui'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/TEdNs8qzTMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/_sdxF-_OCOk/s72-c/OgAAAJFocvUAYT1JTD4vO-6uft7zioUQwQumh2IBZF70M2a7iGjtSeRhBL_D5SxRKIM_vxjm_nuuaNe-wpOEefb2Eq4Am1T1UBDG42lBK9wgtR4ADuMTQ77ml3vY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-274364452374626189</id><published>2010-05-09T18:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:47:00.991-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Não dá mais pra disfarçar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S-cnMj5sxBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8hC1J854hQk/s1600/DSCI011v3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S-cnMj5sxBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8hC1J854hQk/s400/DSCI011v3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469383369213920274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha sina virou desesperadamente a esperar uma ligação tua. As horas passam arrastada, espero o telefone tocar e nada.&lt;br /&gt;O telefone toca é você! meu dia se torna mais bonito, você não imagina o quanto. não me importo o que falas, só quero ouvir sua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos deixar os desentendimentos de lado, case-se comigo, refazer o renovar em nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida está sem sentido, estou vazia, e a todo momento pensando em ti. És um tormento, um lamento com seu desatento. Olhe pra mim e diga o que vê? Está tudo cinza como diz o poeta, agora sim sei como é! Viver, ver e esperar chegar o momento triste e desconcertante de ser parte agora do seu passado distante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-274364452374626189?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/274364452374626189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=274364452374626189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/274364452374626189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/274364452374626189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/05/nao-da-mais-pra-disfarcar.html' title='Não dá mais pra disfarçar'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S-cnMj5sxBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8hC1J854hQk/s72-c/DSCI011v3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-5078148116771379009</id><published>2010-02-25T23:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:15:37.606-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Tudo bem meu bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S4cugY2ByDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6dPR65b-M8U/s1600-h/19744_1212592640488_1398935117_30508738_3781593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S4cugY2ByDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6dPR65b-M8U/s400/19744_1212592640488_1398935117_30508738_3781593_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442369808660285490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;''Quero que saibas que me lembro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Queria até que pudesses me ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;És parte ainda do que me faz forte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E, pra ser honesta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Só um pouquinho infeliz''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5078148116771379009?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5078148116771379009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5078148116771379009&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5078148116771379009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5078148116771379009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/tudo-bem-meu-bem.html' title='Tudo bem meu bem'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S4cugY2ByDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6dPR65b-M8U/s72-c/19744_1212592640488_1398935117_30508738_3781593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-462677255528262152</id><published>2010-02-12T20:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:33:19.832-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da vida'/><title type='text'>Conforto para um chão frio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S3alesbQvzI/AAAAAAAAAr4/oB69OL0kNgM/s1600-h/4238589329_5ac697df5b_b+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S3alesbQvzI/AAAAAAAAAr4/oB69OL0kNgM/s400/4238589329_5ac697df5b_b+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437715546836614962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso ter defeitos, viver ansiosa e ficar irritada algumas vezes, mas não esqueço de que minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência.&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios, incompreensões e períodos de crise.&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e se tornar um autor da própria história.&lt;br /&gt;É atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da sua alma.&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;É saber falar de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;É ter coragem para ouvir um não. É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta.&lt;br /&gt;Pedras no caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo"&lt;br /&gt;(Enviada por uma amiga que me entendeu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-462677255528262152?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/462677255528262152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=462677255528262152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/462677255528262152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/462677255528262152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/conforto-para-um-chao-frio.html' title='Conforto para um chão frio'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S3alesbQvzI/AAAAAAAAAr4/oB69OL0kNgM/s72-c/4238589329_5ac697df5b_b+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-5289763217303618104</id><published>2010-02-11T19:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:15:29.797-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>I'm not waiting in vain</title><content type='html'>I will not wait in vain for your love, decide again whether to me, I love you very much, I'm sorry for everything, I dedicate this song to all who live one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vef4iakRNJA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vef4iakRNJA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5289763217303618104?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5289763217303618104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5289763217303618104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5289763217303618104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5289763217303618104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-waiting-in-vain.html' title='I&apos;m not waiting in vain'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2744726023189030661</id><published>2010-02-08T09:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:40:20.706-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Mudei</title><content type='html'>Mudei pra melhor cada dia é uma vitória, Deus proverá.&lt;br /&gt;Gente esta música é a minha cara nesse momento! Salve Chico Buarque! Se ele aparecesse aqui em Pipa daria um abraço nele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLk4EH9FWwI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLk4EH9FWwI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2744726023189030661?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2744726023189030661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2744726023189030661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2744726023189030661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2744726023189030661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/mudei.html' title='Mudei'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-3267067906780789526</id><published>2010-02-06T18:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:50:17.749-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Isso realmente me emociona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S23ioVENfAI/AAAAAAAAArg/imDc_7PwAxw/s1600-h/turma_reunida_praia.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S23ioVENfAI/AAAAAAAAArg/imDc_7PwAxw/s400/turma_reunida_praia.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435249507783506946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Existe apenas uma idade para sermos felizes, apenas uma epoca da vida de cada pessoa em que é possível sonhar, fazer planos e ter energia suficiente para os realizar apesar de todas as dificuldades e todos os obstáculos. Uma só idade para nos encantarmos com a vida para vivermos apaixonadamente e aproveitarmos tudo com toda a intensidade, sem medo nem culpa de sentir prazer. Fase dourada em que podemos criar e recriar a vida à nossa propria imagem e semelhança, vestirmo-nos de todas as cores, experimentar todos os sabores e entregarmo-nos a todos os amores sem preconceitos nem pudor. Tempo de entusiasmo e coragem em que toda a disposição de tentar algo de novo e de novo quantas vezes for preciso. Essa idade tão fugaz na nossa vida chama-se presente e tem a duração do instante que passa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S23j6jMjAqI/AAAAAAAAAro/_d-GELuScIs/s1600-h/agente_com_seu_alcides.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S23j6jMjAqI/AAAAAAAAAro/_d-GELuScIs/s400/agente_com_seu_alcides.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435250920325841570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-3267067906780789526?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/3267067906780789526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=3267067906780789526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3267067906780789526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3267067906780789526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/existe-apenas-uma-idade-para-sermos.html' title='Isso realmente me emociona'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S23ioVENfAI/AAAAAAAAArg/imDc_7PwAxw/s72-c/turma_reunida_praia.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-276550066694699900</id><published>2010-02-04T10:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:49:19.792-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Livre pra voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S2wKODGJXCI/AAAAAAAAArY/29_n1EeN72c/s1600-h/63875.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S2wKODGJXCI/AAAAAAAAArY/29_n1EeN72c/s400/63875.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434730086794877986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 começou pra mim já com uma avalanche de emoções e desilusões, mas não tem nada não, não vou deixar a peteca cair, vou cuidar de mim ser feliz, porque 2009 minha auto estima estava lá embaixo e isso afetou minha vida profissional, amorosa e social. É tão bom se sentir bem! Vou contar pra você que nestas duas últimas semanas minhas emoções estavam falando por si, não estava me reconhecendo, me entreguei as dores do amor de um jeito que sei lá o quê, bebi muito pra esquecer, mas quanto mais o álcool estimulava minha mente mais eu lembrava, e quando isso acontece é porque as coisas foram mal resolvidas. Então ao conversar com o causador de toda essa aflição resolvi ''largar o osso'' totalmente e vi que ser super sincera realmente ajudou bastante a manter meus pés no chão, deu aquela aliviada.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei-me hoje com um amigo aqui no telecentro uma figura inesquecível, que me mostrou que a vida é pra ser vivida, o tempo não para, tenho que crescer e aparecer novamente, me mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;A partir de agora há de haver muitas conquistas, pois tudo vai depender do fruto das minhas escolhas, gostaria muito de aprender com acertos, mas é com os erros que renasço sempre que for preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Senti falta de um amig@ companheir@ nestes dias...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-276550066694699900?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiVbTKs8d9g/TbjO58swbrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lV37ZqsVAnc/s320/dsci0313_1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cresça!&lt;br /&gt;Independente do que aconteça&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero que você esqueça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-1031756533628242877?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1031756533628242877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=1031756533628242877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1031756533628242877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1031756533628242877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2010/02/cresca-independente-do-que-aconteca-eu.html' title='Quero Ser Feliz Também'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hiVbTKs8d9g/TbjO58swbrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lV37ZqsVAnc/s72-c/dsci0313_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-6408575765130757589</id><published>2010-01-27T09:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:09:49.343-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Atenda os meus telefonemas eu preciso ouvir a sua voz</title><content type='html'>Um amor que está perto e longe, perdido, coração partido, totalmente esfacelado, quebrado, dói quando respiro, mais uma vez tenho que mudar os planos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP3j6hgS4VY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP3j6hgS4VY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Estas músicas resumem o que estou sentindo agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zV10RMYf9LA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zV10RMYf9LA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-6408575765130757589?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/6408575765130757589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=6408575765130757589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6408575765130757589'/><link 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nv8yE48X9j0/TUsBBOmuRuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/OcR2hCcj-Co/s1600/5346843868_d4bf96ddda_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nv8yE48X9j0/TUsBBOmuRuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/OcR2hCcj-Co/s320/5346843868_d4bf96ddda_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feliz por este sentimento tão bonito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estamos nos torturando, porque tudo isso, tanta tristeza, tanto orgulho se nos amamos?&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor me espere um pouco, espero que esta distância não atrapalhe nossos planos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te entendo muito bem sei o que passas, o que senti. Estou sentindo o mesmo do meu jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Já que o destino me botou na sua vida, agora já era! Prepare-se. Te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5024821364370709657?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5024821364370709657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5024821364370709657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5024821364370709657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5024821364370709657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-por-este-sentimento-tao-bonito.html' title='Preto do Curuzu'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nv8yE48X9j0/TUsBBOmuRuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/OcR2hCcj-Co/s72-c/5346843868_d4bf96ddda_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4952267293351995684</id><published>2009-12-02T19:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:46:44.800-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Desde muito tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você é simplesmente assim do jeito que eu gosto&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4952267293351995684?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4952267293351995684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4952267293351995684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4952267293351995684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4952267293351995684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/12/desde-muito-tempo.html' title='Desde muito tempo'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8397577169973406406</id><published>2009-07-05T14:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:27:51.272-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>I am alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SlDvKiEx7sI/AAAAAAAAAng/cdSCORn4oyI/s1600-h/p1010036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SlDvKiEx7sI/AAAAAAAAAng/cdSCORn4oyI/s320/p1010036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355042921168105154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu estou sozinha, já não exergo nenhum sentimento, com o coração vazio de fome padeço, mas pra que cultivar o que não necessito, olhe e me veja sou apenas uma chuva passageira, a beleza já não existe de tanto que exigisse será que está certo?&lt;br /&gt;I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SlDuS5r3FFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/us3Bjtf8A4c/s1600-h/p1010036.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-8397577169973406406?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8397577169973406406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8397577169973406406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8397577169973406406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8397577169973406406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-alone.html' title='I am alone'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SlDvKiEx7sI/AAAAAAAAAng/cdSCORn4oyI/s72-c/p1010036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-3832934563332960740</id><published>2009-05-11T22:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:49:54.581-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Meu Brazil Éh Brazileiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeRemRetpvQ/SgjNuyseM-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TxkRylLG9r0/s1600/midi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeRemRetpvQ/SgjNuyseM-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TxkRylLG9r0/s320/midi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/S2LUeRnCsQI/AAAAAAAAAqo/CeUlvALFsy0/s1600-h/4238470265_f96a9c7a44.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paixão, quando te vi no salão misturado com as músicas, passou um filme no meu imaginário feminino, desde então estes samples não sai mais da memória, teus olhos me mostraram tudo o que teu corpo queria, e tudo falou por si. Você é uma pessoa maravilhosa, estar contigo todos os dias é realmente uma alegria, esqueço todos os nossos ploblemas quando me abraças, o mundo conspira pra que tudo dê certo, receba meus abraços, beijos e afins.&lt;br /&gt;até daqui a pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="313" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r5QU8IG_IOY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r5QU8IG_IOY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-3832934563332960740?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/3832934563332960740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=3832934563332960740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3832934563332960740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/3832934563332960740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-brazil-eh-brazileiro.html' title='Meu Brazil Éh Brazileiro'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeRemRetpvQ/SgjNuyseM-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TxkRylLG9r0/s72-c/midi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-371051106993601627</id><published>2009-02-16T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:02:04.682-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Eu não quero ficar esperando o tempo passar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SZ_7Mh7vcyI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xHXdt7pz4D8/s1600-h/CÃ³pia+de+festa_afeto+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305235078751679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SZ_7Mh7vcyI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xHXdt7pz4D8/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+festa_afeto+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''que diferença faz&lt;br /&gt;ficar sentado e não olhar pra trás&lt;br /&gt;esquecer o passado&lt;br /&gt;olhar o futuro e não se magoar''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-371051106993601627?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/371051106993601627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=371051106993601627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/371051106993601627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/371051106993601627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-nao-quero-ficar-esperando-o-tempo.html' title='Eu não quero ficar esperando o tempo passar'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SZ_7Mh7vcyI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xHXdt7pz4D8/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+festa_afeto+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-7571280473509290267</id><published>2009-02-07T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:11:55.965-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Amor meu grande amor</title><content type='html'>Ofereço para todos aqueles que ainda são româticos, como eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KGdOVfTuL_Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KGdOVfTuL_Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-7571280473509290267?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/7571280473509290267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=7571280473509290267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7571280473509290267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/7571280473509290267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/02/amor-meu-grande-amor.html' title='Amor meu grande amor'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8107836150469993700</id><published>2009-02-07T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:45:00.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem dinheiro, sem lenço apenas a carteira de trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2eTEHyhQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MnSjqSBseqo/s1600-h/festa_afeto4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300066386846057730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2eTEHyhQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MnSjqSBseqo/s320/festa_afeto4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-8107836150469993700?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8107836150469993700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8107836150469993700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8107836150469993700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8107836150469993700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/02/sem-dinheiro-sem-lenco-apenas-carteira.html' title='Sem dinheiro, sem lenço apenas a carteira de trabalho'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2eTEHyhQI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MnSjqSBseqo/s72-c/festa_afeto4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2210787159451466048</id><published>2009-02-07T11:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:33:38.055-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Se você não concordar, não posso me desculpar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2ZrmJA0OI/AAAAAAAAAkw/XsQPY7rhbrg/s1600-h/p1010065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300061310736716002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2ZrmJA0OI/AAAAAAAAAkw/XsQPY7rhbrg/s320/p1010065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O que me deixa neste estado de ira? Estou tentando tirar estes pensamentos qua afligem meu espírito, tento procurar em templos, igrejas, terreiros e seitas mas o que vem de dentro está se tornando mais forte e a cada dia vem me corroendo. Tristeza? Meu Deus! o que farias neste ser inexistente e ávido? Há tantos porquês neste texto, que chega a me embrulhar o estômago, há dúvidas perante minha existência neste mundo, ó Deus porque há de haver tanta tristeza, preciso-me de um refúgio ser refugiada de eu mesma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2210787159451466048?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2210787159451466048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2210787159451466048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2210787159451466048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2210787159451466048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2009/02/g.html' title='Se você não concordar, não posso me desculpar'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SY2ZrmJA0OI/AAAAAAAAAkw/XsQPY7rhbrg/s72-c/p1010065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-1045372982227333988</id><published>2008-12-04T18:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:26:50.704-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='músicas da alma'/><title type='text'>Corações Psicodélicos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/STh09To2JJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ytrdwbqQt3k/s1600-h/outubro_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/STh09To2JJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ytrdwbqQt3k/s320/outubro_08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276095560056972434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me lembro daquele beijo spank punk violento&lt;br /&gt;Iluminando o céu cinzento, eu quero você inteira&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito do seu jeito, qualquer nota bossa nova&lt;br /&gt;Bossa nova qualquer nota, eu quero você na veia&lt;br /&gt;E a vida passa na TV&lt;br /&gt;E o meu caso é com você&lt;br /&gt;Fico louco sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Sim pro sol, sim prá lua&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero você toda nua&lt;br /&gt;Sim prá tudo que você quiser&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito do seu jeito, rock'n roll meio nonsense&lt;br /&gt;Rock'n roll meio nonsense, prá acabar com essa inocência&lt;br /&gt;E o complexo de decência no meio do salão&lt;br /&gt;E a vida passa na TV&lt;br /&gt;E o meu caso é com você&lt;br /&gt;Fico louco sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Sim pro sol, sim prá lua&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero você toda nua&lt;br /&gt;Sim prá tudo que você quiser&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é festa na floresta, toda tribo ateia som&lt;br /&gt;Toda taba ateia sol só tomando água de coco&lt;br /&gt;E feliz de quem tá triste&lt;br /&gt;No meio dessa confusão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-1045372982227333988?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1045372982227333988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=1045372982227333988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1045372982227333988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1045372982227333988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/12/coraes-psicodlicos.html' title='Corações Psicodélicos'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/STh09To2JJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ytrdwbqQt3k/s72-c/outubro_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-6685093255370184012</id><published>2008-10-28T10:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:32:06.783-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérolas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Por tudo que for</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8xJ7vxIguQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8xJ7vxIguQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-6685093255370184012?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/6685093255370184012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=6685093255370184012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6685093255370184012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6685093255370184012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/10/por-tudo-que-for.html' title='Por tudo que for'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4790550063720928076</id><published>2008-10-22T11:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:37:58.968-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Favelados</title><content type='html'>Esta animação sentimentalmente favelística da periferia carioca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9siR-3gjAbs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9siR-3gjAbs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4790550063720928076?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4790550063720928076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4790550063720928076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4790550063720928076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4790550063720928076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/10/favelados.html' title='Favelados'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4698278683855181280</id><published>2008-10-22T10:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:39:17.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérolas'/><title type='text'>Strani Amore</title><content type='html'>Um clipe maravilhoso com Renato Russo, muito bem bolado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVTiDJYpmSk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVTiDJYpmSk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4698278683855181280?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4698278683855181280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4698278683855181280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4698278683855181280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SP5BKNzBOJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eSZ3fUno-kk/s1600-h/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SP5BKNzBOJI/AAAAAAAAAQE/eSZ3fUno-kk/s320/100_1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259713058573465746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estou em pleno abandono de mim mesma, vou mudar, afinal de contas o que será que me perturba? Este trabalho no telecentro no qual já estou praticamente á seis anos! Sinceramente estou cansada dele, cansada das pessoas, da EDUCAPIPA, não quero envelhecer aqui neste lugar. Ainda me pergunto porque fiquei tanto tempo neste lugar levando desaforos!!!!  Não consegui fazer nada daquilo que prometi fazer este ano, todo mundo que trabalhou comigo aqui se deram bem ao se desligarem daqui, apenas eu fiquei. Mas acho que só fiquei por que surgiu a TV PIPA neste meio tempo foi o que me segurou até hoje. Gente estou com 26 anos, gorda, cabelo feio, sem dinheiro, me sentindo a última da últimas.  Vou viajar embora da Pipa ou ficar e desenvolver outros projetos fora do circuito: Educapipa-Tibau-Pipa... vai ser preciso fazer isso para descobrir novos rumos.&lt;br /&gt;Eparré!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sankofa significa “nunca é tarde para voltar e apanhar aquilo que ficou atrás". O ideograma Sankofa pertence a um conjunto de símbolos gráficos de origem akan, sobretudo Gana e Costa do Marfim e tem uma conotação simbólica muito forte no sentido da recuperação e valorização das referências culturais africanas autóctones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5798782276578744268?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5798782276578744268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5798782276578744268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5798782276578744268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paralelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dentro do carro&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o trevo&lt;br /&gt;A cem por hora, ó meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Só tens agora os carinhos do motor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no escritório em que eu trabalho&lt;br /&gt;e fico rico, quanto mais eu multiplico&lt;br /&gt;Diminui o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cada luz de mercúrio&lt;br /&gt;vejo a luz do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Passas praças, viadutos&lt;br /&gt;Nem te lembras de voltar, de voltar, de voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Corcovado, quem abre os braços sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Copacabana, esta semana, o mar sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Como é perversa a juventude do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que só entende o que é cruel, o que é paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as paralelas dos pneus n'água das ruas&lt;br /&gt;São duas estradas nuas&lt;br /&gt;Em que foges do que é teu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No apartamento, oitavo andar&lt;br /&gt;Abro a vidraça e grito, grito quando o carro passa&lt;br /&gt;Teu infinito sou eu, sou eu, sou eu, sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2075665882441365236?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2075665882441365236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2075665882441365236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2075665882441365236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2075665882441365236'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SN_IHq_iMJI/AAAAAAAAALY/dynhQeF0qBA/s320/100_1313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251135724662698130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não há nada de errado em nossa etnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2502583492486112837?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2502583492486112837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2502583492486112837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2996222351762012082</id><published>2008-09-28T14:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:30:05.417-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Delícia sensual de maçã</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SN--J5u0o0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9xNHdG1UEW4/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+100_1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SN--J5u0o0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9xNHdG1UEW4/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+100_1178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251124767862596418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qual é o significado de afinidade?  Veja o que o dicionário Aurélio diz:&lt;br /&gt;Relação, semelhança, analogia&lt;br /&gt;Semelhança entre duas ou mais espécies&lt;br /&gt;Conformidade, identidade, igualdade&lt;br /&gt;Tendência combinatória&lt;br /&gt;Coincidência de gostos ou de sentimentos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2996222351762012082?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2996222351762012082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2996222351762012082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2996222351762012082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2996222351762012082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-que-queremos-de-fato.html' title='Delícia sensual de maçã'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SN--J5u0o0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/9xNHdG1UEW4/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+100_1178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-1335319396598333854</id><published>2008-09-25T13:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:24:16.867-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Coração gelado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNzUWTVv7LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hGaqaMzod_c/s1600-h/no+heart+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNzUWTVv7LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hGaqaMzod_c/s200/no+heart+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250304745220861106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser extremamente frio, meu coração já há tempo não sente o calor e o conforto de um colchão macio. Depois de tantas noites dormindo na sua rede de pesca que foi improvisada para descansar este corpo inútil. Que serve apenas para saciar os desejos  dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/span&gt;. Eles sempre querem meu coração e me pedem para que eu retribua seus carinhos junto com seus beijos e abraços.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-1335319396598333854?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1335319396598333854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=1335319396598333854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1335319396598333854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/1335319396598333854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/09/corao-gelado.html' title='Coração gelado'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNzUWTVv7LI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hGaqaMzod_c/s72-c/no+heart+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-8529218672174274259</id><published>2008-04-23T11:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:03:17.259-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Amarula minha pérola negra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNunQJJ3f4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2HtkprMnuYw/s1600-h/Nova+imagem.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249973686407495554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNunQJJ3f4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2HtkprMnuYw/s400/Nova+imagem.JPG" style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Aquela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;estória nunca foi uma estória, sabe um dia eu acreditei naquilo que era verdade. Aquele sentimento era puro e verdadeiro, errei por te deixar solto no vento, no meio daqueles pó de serra que cobriam seu corpo suado e que me deixava marcada a roupa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="storycontent" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;Eu ainda sonho aquele sonho, é tão bonito…&lt;br /&gt;Aquele brilho nos olhos já não existe. O que restou foram pregos, placas não terminadas, restos de madeira, mulheres vazias, tambores sem som.&lt;br /&gt;Onde estais Amarula?&lt;br /&gt;Foste arrancada do meu coração sem ter chance de dizer adeus, agaradeço ao Cristo Redentor por te guiar onde você for.&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/3732228598587281002-8529218672174274259?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8529218672174274259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=8529218672174274259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8529218672174274259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/8529218672174274259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/04/ians-rainha-dos-relnpagos-e-troves.html' title='Amarula minha pérola negra'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/SNunQJJ3f4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2HtkprMnuYw/s72-c/Nova+imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-6739566742950132869</id><published>2008-04-05T22:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:44:43.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inverno x Solidão = Curtição</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gpxtlr4QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/foP_qp3C68k/s1600-h/p1010155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gpxtlr4QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/foP_qp3C68k/s320/p1010155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185940904945115394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_go2tlr4PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rKuaTocVlXQ/s1600-h/pa120088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_go2tlr4PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rKuaTocVlXQ/s320/pa120088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185939891332833522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_goSNlr4OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wnYV51m3okY/s1600-h/pa120080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_goSNlr4OI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wnYV51m3okY/s320/pa120080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185939264267608290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-6739566742950132869?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/6739566742950132869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=6739566742950132869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6739566742950132869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/6739566742950132869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2008/04/inverno-x-solido-curtio.html' title='Inverno x Solidão = Curtição'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gpxtlr4QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/foP_qp3C68k/s72-c/p1010155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2738137577600684538</id><published>2007-08-25T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:53:55.459-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Gentileza gera gentileza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RtDpeiffSjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d25P-Z94uas/s1600-h/DSC04395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RtDpeiffSjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d25P-Z94uas/s320/DSC04395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102835088674998834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque as pessoas complicam tanto as coisas? É tão simples. Quero dizer a vocês que hoje tive uma noite obscura, quero falar de uma pessoa que pela qual me admiro muito, ele é uma ótima companhia, um ótimo videomaker e editor, juntos fizemos muitas coisas legais um ajudava o outro, mas as coisas mudam nós crescemos e apareceu as diferenças... Estou sinceramente triste e de coração partido, quem está errado?&lt;br /&gt;Ser um profissional é ter a maturidade suficiente de respeitar o próximo querer aprender e vestir a camisa e acreditar naquilo que quer.&lt;br /&gt;Meu amigo até mais ver.&lt;br /&gt;Um grande abraço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2738137577600684538?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2738137577600684538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2738137577600684538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2738137577600684538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2738137577600684538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/08/gentileza-gera-gentileza.html' title='Gentileza gera gentileza'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RtDpeiffSjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d25P-Z94uas/s72-c/DSC04395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4085324391897098261</id><published>2007-07-07T22:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:48:47.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu universo particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gBiNlr4KI/AAAAAAAAAEc/D8FAUv9wpYQ/s1600-h/dsc04872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gBiNlr4KI/AAAAAAAAAEc/D8FAUv9wpYQ/s200/dsc04872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185896658192031906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_f_0Nlr4JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/da7fgbybAkg/s1600-h/capu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_f_0Nlr4JI/AAAAAAAAAEU/da7fgbybAkg/s200/capu5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185894768406421650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós que passamos apressados&lt;br /&gt;Pelas ruas da cidade&lt;br /&gt;Merecemos ler as letras&lt;br /&gt;E as palavras de gentileza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso eu pergunto&lt;br /&gt;A você no mundo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_f9W9lr4II/AAAAAAAAAEM/4xgrKGVDZjQ/s1600-h/DSC05310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_f9W9lr4II/AAAAAAAAAEM/4xgrKGVDZjQ/s200/DSC05310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185892066871992450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é mais inteligente&lt;br /&gt;O livro ou a sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é uma escola&lt;br /&gt;A vida é o circo&lt;br /&gt;Amor palavra que liberta&lt;br /&gt;Já dizia o poeta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4085324391897098261?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4085324391897098261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4085324391897098261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4085324391897098261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4085324391897098261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/07/meu-universo-particular.html' title='Meu universo particular'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gBiNlr4KI/AAAAAAAAAEc/D8FAUv9wpYQ/s72-c/dsc04872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-5248653338876288778</id><published>2007-07-05T19:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:06:37.712-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo a você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gFltlr4MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wzPyhMNVl74/s1600-h/p1010091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gFltlr4MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wzPyhMNVl74/s320/p1010091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185901116368085186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruto do mato&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro de jardim&lt;br /&gt;Namoro no portão&lt;br /&gt;Domingo sem chuva&lt;br /&gt;Segunda sem mau humor&lt;br /&gt;Sábado com seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Filme do Carlitos&lt;br /&gt;Chope com amigos&lt;br /&gt;Crônica de Rubem Braga&lt;br /&gt;Viver sem inimigos&lt;br /&gt;Filme antigo na TV&lt;br /&gt;Ter uma pessoa especial&lt;br /&gt;E que ela goste de você&lt;br /&gt;Música de Tom com letra de Chico&lt;br /&gt;Frango caipira em pensão do interior&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir uma palavra amável&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gESNlr4LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KmZu-VkA2do/s1600-h/dsc07122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gESNlr4LI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KmZu-VkA2do/s320/dsc07122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185899681849008306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter uma surpresa agradável&lt;br /&gt;Ver a Banda passar&lt;br /&gt;Noite de lua Cheia&lt;br /&gt;Rever uma velha amizade&lt;br /&gt;Ter fé em Deus&lt;br /&gt;Não Ter que ouvir a palavra não&lt;br /&gt;Nem nunca, nem jamais e adeus.&lt;br /&gt;Rir como criança&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir canto de passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Sarar de resfriado&lt;br /&gt;Escrever um poema de Amor&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca será rasgado&lt;br /&gt;Formar um par ideal&lt;br /&gt;Tomar banho de cachoeira&lt;br /&gt;Pegar um bronzeado legal&lt;br /&gt;Aprender um nova canção&lt;br /&gt;Esperar alguém na estação&lt;br /&gt;Queijo com goiabada&lt;br /&gt;Pôr-do-Sol na roça&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/Ro16aj0PirI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IdhSMxvRHsM/s1600-h/DSC04810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/Ro16aj0PirI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IdhSMxvRHsM/s320/DSC04810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083854151080708786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma festa&lt;br /&gt;Um violão&lt;br /&gt;Uma seresta&lt;br /&gt;Recordar um amor antigo&lt;br /&gt;Ter um ombro sempre amigo&lt;br /&gt;Bater palmas de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Uma tarde amena&lt;br /&gt;Calçar um velho chinelo&lt;br /&gt;Sentar numa velha poltrona&lt;br /&gt;Tocar violão para alguém&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a chuva no telhado&lt;br /&gt;Vinho branco&lt;br /&gt;Bolero de Ravel&lt;br /&gt;E muito carinho meu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-5248653338876288778?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5248653338876288778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=5248653338876288778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5248653338876288778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/5248653338876288778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/07/desejo-voc.html' title='Desejo a você'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R_gFltlr4MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wzPyhMNVl74/s72-c/p1010091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-2889019989589615957</id><published>2007-06-03T22:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:07:17.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero que você me aqueça neste inverno...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RmNwSkHz4qI/AAAAAAAAAAU/in5fUHvTz-0/s1600-h/nega.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072021069585703586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RmNwSkHz4qI/AAAAAAAAAAU/in5fUHvTz-0/s320/nega.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É pois é, tá chovendo muito aqui em Pipa nestes últimos dias, estamos na baixa temporada, poucos turistas, grana curta. Mas apesar de tudo isso estou sossegada. Estou frequentando a capoeira depois de dois meses de ''molho'' fiz uma cirurgia de retirada do &lt;a href="http://drauziovarella.ig.com.br/arquivo/arquivo.asp?doe_id=114"&gt;apêndice &lt;/a&gt;e revendo meus amigos capoeiristas, estou um pouco feliz por isso, estaria cem por cento se não fosse os problemas familiares, bom é melhor nem falar neste assunto. Estou precisando é de umas férias bem longe da Pipa, e encontrar velhos amigos e novos amores... Sabe de uma coisa agora estou pensando nas coisas de deixei de dizer para as pessoas que foram ou são especiais na minha vida, eu odeio quando me arrependo de algo (arg), é estas coisas só aparecem no inverno quando as pessoas se sentem mais carentes, aliás aqui em Pipa parece que tá todo mundo carente, eu principalmente estou carentissima e fico jogando e gastando minhas emoções no computador. Assim que aparecer um sol neste ceú lindo vou a praia e agradecer ao mar por estar vivendo mais um dia da minha vida ao seu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Josiene Santos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-2889019989589615957?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2889019989589615957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=2889019989589615957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2889019989589615957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/2889019989589615957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/06/quero-que-voc-me-aquea-neste-inverno.html' title='Quero que você me aqueça neste inverno...'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/RmNwSkHz4qI/AAAAAAAAAAU/in5fUHvTz-0/s72-c/nega.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-353765092006242597</id><published>2007-05-21T14:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:57:28.528-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testemunhos'/><title type='text'>Dear miss black</title><content type='html'>Estou querendo botar tudo o que sinto pra fora porque já não quero deixar nada pra depois, era pra gente ter se curtido mais sem medo de ser feliz, agora fico aqui guardando tudo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8dR7sX_nEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fUEk25BliuE/s1600-h/mvc-401s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8dR7sX_nEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fUEk25BliuE/s200/mvc-401s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172192783024233538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dentro de mim, a cada mensagem que recebo ou um telefonema seu, consigo atingir um orgasmo, que dificilmente consigo atingir com outros amantes, que diferente de você está sentindo meu corpo, mas só você me dá o prazer de ter prazer sorrindo, mas já que sou brasileira e não desisto nunca, só sossego olho no olho, acho bom você tirar umas férias já que não podemos ter tudo, viver e reviver velhas histórias de verão com começo, meio e fim, somos maduros o suficiente, não devo nada a ninguém e você?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-353765092006242597?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/353765092006242597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=353765092006242597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/353765092006242597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/353765092006242597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear.html' title='Dear miss black'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8dR7sX_nEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fUEk25BliuE/s72-c/mvc-401s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732228598587281002.post-4328506411249612716</id><published>2007-05-20T14:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:02:46.365-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conócete a ti misma, tus límites y tus horizontes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8baw8X_m1I/AAAAAAAAABE/uYDqwQkcVxk/s1600-h/Iansa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8baw8X_m1I/AAAAAAAAABE/uYDqwQkcVxk/s200/Iansa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172061756456934226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aê pessoal este aqui é cara do meu blog, o outro foi pros ares, ou seja idade nova, ano novo, novos projetos de trabalho e  o amor? Como dizem: "infeliz no amor mas feliz no jogo" Huhu!&lt;br /&gt;Colocarei o que rola no meu dia a dia, minhas crônicas, o meu amor pela música e a beleza humana em todos os seus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8balMX_m0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ojJqOONePEU/s1600-h/mvc-719s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8balMX_m0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ojJqOONePEU/s320/mvc-719s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172061554593471298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sentidos no qual me dá inspiração para realizar todos os meus trabalhos.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos beijos.&lt;br /&gt;Até&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732228598587281002-4328506411249612716?l=negrajosiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/feeds/4328506411249612716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732228598587281002&amp;postID=4328506411249612716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4328506411249612716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732228598587281002/posts/default/4328506411249612716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://negrajosiene.blogspot.com/2007/05/e-beleza.html' title='Conócete a ti misma, tus límites y tus horizontes'/><author><name>Josiene Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531770782875667094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LWo5HqCP9JM/R8baw8X_m1I/AAAAAAAAABE/uYDqwQkcVxk/s72-c/Iansa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
