<?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-13996589</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:34:16.916-04:00</updated><category term='.gif by Davide'/><category term='Pic by Raul'/><category term='my portrait'/><category term='dedicato a...non so.. a me'/><category term='Alexito Ubago'/><category term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><category term='books'/><category term='apuntes'/><category term='when you loose someone'/><category term='” Kiss of life”  Sade'/><category term='rare feeling'/><category term='a gift'/><category term='Touya Kinomoto'/><category term='music'/><category term='spaccacuore'/><category term='Michelle C. Ustaszeski'/><category term='Relajate'/><category term='Biorritmos'/><category term='stella gemella'/><category term='hahaha no pude escoger otra imagen'/><category term='Pancho'/><category term='ayumi'/><category term='lucchetti ponte milvio'/><category term='escaleras faro a colón by glad'/><category term='JM'/><category term='Foto by Raul'/><category term='Everyone of us is hurt'/><category term='W. B. Yeats'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='i miss you'/><category term='la palabra'/><category term='warrior of the light'/><category term='piccolo'/><category term='Naturaleza Desnuda by César Fernández'/><category term='Cuauhtemoc Sanchez'/><category term='lena'/><title type='text'>::Glad's Hope::</title><subtitle type='html'>Ries cuando el tiempo vuela pero hay algo que no vuelve aún.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>272</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4569710220562650258</id><published>2010-11-26T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T12:00:36.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Para no olvidar a los que se van.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Caí en sus brazos por primera vez &lt;/div&gt;
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No cambiaría nada&lt;/div&gt;
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porque&amp;nbsp;hace que mi corazón cante&lt;/div&gt;
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No puede ser perfecto&lt;/div&gt;
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No puede tener una voz perfecta&lt;/div&gt;
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pero mientras yo pueda cantar&lt;/div&gt;
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Voy a decirle al mundo acerca de cuándo &lt;/div&gt;
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Caí en sus brazos por primera vez. &lt;/div&gt;
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PD.&amp;nbsp;Es un tenor. &lt;/div&gt;
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Escucha el sonido del mar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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la noche oscura, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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soñar de estar junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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y de besar tus labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Queriendo escapar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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de ir lejos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dios que amargura,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Que vida más triste!...sin ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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En el aire siento tu perfume,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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te busco y recuerdo que no estas.&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/13996589-7199571160644643587?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7199571160644643587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7199571160644643587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7199571160644643587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7199571160644643587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2010/01/escucha-el-sonido-del-mar-la-noche.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/S0TTMpNmGkI/AAAAAAAAA7U/55xivmwQIs0/s72-c/Revenant_by_GOnFriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5365051644254514784</id><published>2009-09-28T12:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:38:45.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Angel's Touch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Sólo quiero sentir tu tacto &lt;br /&gt;
el 
toque de un ángel que me guía en casa cuando estoy perdida &lt;br /&gt;
y me da amor 
cuando siento que me estoy odiando a mi misma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eres el 
ángel de mi vida &lt;br /&gt;
perfecto en todos los sentidos &lt;br /&gt;
no cambies nunca. 
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con este beso intento mostrarte

&lt;p&gt;Todo lo que soy y todo lo que no soy

&lt;p&gt;Le dejo nada a la suerte porque esta es mi elección

&lt;p&gt;Con este beso te digo todo lo que no puede expresar mi voz.

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&lt;p&gt;No muy suave, porque voy a ser fuerte por ti

&lt;p&gt;No muy fuerte porque nunca trataré de controlar tu vida

&lt;p&gt;No muy húmedo porque el sol brilla sobre nosotros

&lt;p&gt;Ninguna lengua porque esto no es sólo acerca de la lujuria.

&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Mis manos en tu cara muestra que me importas

&lt;p&gt;Mis ojos están cerrados para mostrar mi honestidad

&lt;p&gt;Mi toque es apacible para no dañar tu ser

&lt;p&gt;Para ti mi querido lo que es mi todo.

&lt;p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Los sueños de este momento atormentarán mi mente mientras duermo

&lt;p&gt;No me preocupo ya que nunca dormí bien de todos modos

&lt;p&gt;Temo del día en que empiezen a desaparecer

&lt;p&gt;La idea de estar contigo es tan atractiva.

&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Tan pronto como comenzó el beso, llega el final

&lt;p&gt;Mis ojos que estuvieron cerrados, de nuevo estan abiertos para encontrarte.

&lt;p&gt;La belleza que estaba allí cuando ellos se cerraron

&lt;p&gt;No ha desaparecido o transportado.

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&lt;/p&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/13996589-9078468184830200599?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/9078468184830200599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=9078468184830200599' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9078468184830200599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9078468184830200599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/08/con-este-beso-intento-mostrarte-todo-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SnmMm_D_W2I/AAAAAAAAA0g/kBMkwcPrcQw/s72-c/kiss_me_by_melodark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8009948941883140540</id><published>2009-07-31T15:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:45:55.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stella gemella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SnNIj-G2yVI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dW7U67d4jgc/s1600-h/elizabethtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364711363932768594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SnNIj-G2yVI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dW7U67d4jgc/s400/elizabethtown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a picture&lt;/strong&gt; of what you think &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; looks like in your &lt;strong&gt;imagination
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write&lt;/strong&gt; on my &lt;strong&gt;soul
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything &lt;/strong&gt;you know
&lt;p&gt;Use &lt;strong&gt;every word&lt;/strong&gt; you've ever heard
&lt;p&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;colour&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;world.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8009948941883140540?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8009948941883140540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8009948941883140540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8009948941883140540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8009948941883140540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-picture-of-what-you-think-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SnNIj-G2yVI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dW7U67d4jgc/s72-c/elizabethtown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6574366056488377206</id><published>2009-07-25T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:04:01.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Smsdh4KhozI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CbCeZ1zJhHU/s1600-h/how_love_should_be_by_koksuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362412249164129074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Smsdh4KhozI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CbCeZ1zJhHU/s400/how_love_should_be_by_koksuel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just want to kiss you.&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/13996589-6574366056488377206?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6574366056488377206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6574366056488377206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6574366056488377206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6574366056488377206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-want-to-kiss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Smsdh4KhozI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CbCeZ1zJhHU/s72-c/how_love_should_be_by_koksuel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5168402412113056863</id><published>2009-07-21T08:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:53:07.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biorritmos'/><title type='text'>Monochrome Blindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SmW7bw3zLII/AAAAAAAAAzI/yEOniYlGzow/s1600-h/violin_by_carchar0th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360897017104247938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SmW7bw3zLII/AAAAAAAAAzI/yEOniYlGzow/s400/violin_by_carchar0th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;visi&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ó&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; se nubla &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;más&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-5168402412113056863?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5168402412113056863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5168402412113056863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5168402412113056863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5168402412113056863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/monochrome-blindness.html' title='Monochrome Blindness'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SmW7bw3zLII/AAAAAAAAAzI/yEOniYlGzow/s72-c/violin_by_carchar0th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4138967693123190485</id><published>2009-07-16T11:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:14:34.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biorritmos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl9RQq--HsI/AAAAAAAAAzA/HqVUxh2sJI4/s1600-h/The_Whisper_by_thehiddensapphire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359091428452343490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl9RQq--HsI/AAAAAAAAAzA/HqVUxh2sJI4/s400/The_Whisper_by_thehiddensapphire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Escucha las canciones de nuestros corazones
&lt;p&gt;Pero no permitas que nadie más las escuche excepto nosotros
&lt;p&gt;El viento está suave y húmedo
&lt;p&gt;La atmósfera despide rayos de luz, adormeciéndonos
&lt;p&gt;Delicadamente se han perdido nuestros sentidos
&lt;p&gt;Tal vez ahora no recuerdes a nadie más que a mí
&lt;p&gt;Cuando la distancia llega a nosotros, también lo hace la ansiedad
&lt;p&gt;Pero mantente lejos de mí por ahora
&lt;p&gt;Pasa unos pocos días más sin mí. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I can't stop you leaving &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you should let go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4138967693123190485?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4138967693123190485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4138967693123190485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4138967693123190485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4138967693123190485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/escucha-las-canciones-de-nuestros.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl9RQq--HsI/AAAAAAAAAzA/HqVUxh2sJI4/s72-c/The_Whisper_by_thehiddensapphire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2168217274127485246</id><published>2009-07-15T12:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:21:25.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biorritmos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Solo dijo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;quieres volar, ven y te enseño a aterrizar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl8o8Eez5sI/AAAAAAAAAy4/BkreD1-kauM/s1600-h/a1e3217bd0fa3d1d4990097656203115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359047094054414018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl8o8Eez5sI/AAAAAAAAAy4/BkreD1-kauM/s400/a1e3217bd0fa3d1d4990097656203115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl4LqpBkoNI/AAAAAAAAAyo/S6aZHhAlgMU/s1600-h/cbebf4836fb5a051b3abbff4b911a119.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/13996589-2168217274127485246?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2168217274127485246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2168217274127485246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2168217274127485246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2168217274127485246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/solo-dijo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sl8o8Eez5sI/AAAAAAAAAy4/BkreD1-kauM/s72-c/a1e3217bd0fa3d1d4990097656203115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-632245898095009902</id><published>2009-07-01T09:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:57:57.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SktrTiZcHDI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/g_kcGLB54-E/s1600-h/a3d379546b412b6d25ae957486b56940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353490565455158322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SktrTiZcHDI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/g_kcGLB54-E/s400/a3d379546b412b6d25ae957486b56940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;La gente más hermosa que hemos conocido es aquella que no se ha dejado vencer,conoce el dolor, conoce la lucha, conoce la pérdida, y ha salido de lo más profundo.Estos seres conocen el aprecio, la sensitividad, y un conocimiento de la vida que los llena de compasión, gentileza, y una profunda preocupación amorosa por los demás.La gente bella no nace se hace.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;–Kubler-Ross&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/13996589-632245898095009902?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/632245898095009902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=632245898095009902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/632245898095009902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/632245898095009902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-gente-mas-hermosa-que-hemos-conocido.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SktrTiZcHDI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/g_kcGLB54-E/s72-c/a3d379546b412b6d25ae957486b56940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2780912725570374510</id><published>2009-06-24T15:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:54:58.486-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrior of the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stella gemella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'>Amor (Alma Gemela)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SkJ9pFYtWlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/9rQfVEt2ywc/s1600-h/loved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350977452043491922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SkJ9pFYtWlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/9rQfVEt2ywc/s400/loved.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Siempre existe en el mundo una persona que espera a otra, ya sea en el medio del desierto o en medio de una gran ciudad. Y cuando estas personas se cruzan y sus ojos se encuentran, todo el pasado y todo el futuro pierden completamente su importancia y sólo existe aquel momento y aquella increible seguridad de que todas las cosas debajo del sol fueron escritas por la misma mano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;La mano que despierta el amor y quer hizo un alma gemela para cada persona que trabaja, descansa y busca tesoros debajo del Sol. Porque sin esto, no tendrían ningun sentido los sueños para la raza humana.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Warrior of The Light
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Edición nº 201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2780912725570374510?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2780912725570374510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2780912725570374510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2780912725570374510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2780912725570374510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/06/amor-alma-gemela.html' title='Amor (Alma Gemela)'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SkJ9pFYtWlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/9rQfVEt2ywc/s72-c/loved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7255353484256842585</id><published>2009-06-22T10:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:55:55.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sj-as8a0_wI/AAAAAAAAAxA/thBK_iZS8dY/s1600-h/FLCL___Elevation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350164979263012610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sj-as8a0_wI/AAAAAAAAAxA/thBK_iZS8dY/s320/FLCL___Elevation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me feel like I can fly...So high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7255353484256842585?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7255353484256842585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7255353484256842585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7255353484256842585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7255353484256842585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-make-me-feel-like-i-can-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sj-as8a0_wI/AAAAAAAAAxA/thBK_iZS8dY/s72-c/FLCL___Elevation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4815388611042961944</id><published>2009-06-10T12:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:09:58.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Si_nOq8x6PI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4gvo4fHn-J4/s1600-h/d5abace0363fcfc871974c2cdd065d79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345745521945471218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Si_nOq8x6PI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4gvo4fHn-J4/s320/d5abace0363fcfc871974c2cdd065d79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿no ves mis ojos brillando por tí?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4815388611042961944?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4815388611042961944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4815388611042961944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4815388611042961944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4815388611042961944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-ves-mis-ojos-brillando-por-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Si_nOq8x6PI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4gvo4fHn-J4/s72-c/d5abace0363fcfc871974c2cdd065d79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2487147965879346663</id><published>2009-05-22T21:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:27:27.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you'/><title type='text'>Extraño lo que no tengo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ShdPbcjI7PI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ry5PvnraA3M/s1600-h/I_miss_you_by_Satanicqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338823216209652978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ShdPbcjI7PI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ry5PvnraA3M/s320/I_miss_you_by_Satanicqueen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Echo de menos la forma en que mi corazón salta de un golpe cuando oigo su voz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;echo de menos la forma en que mi mundo se ilumina cuando entro en la habitación &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;echo de menos la forma en que sus manos siempre encuentran las mias &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;echo de menos cómo nuestros cuerpos encajan entre sí como si fueran hechos el uno &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;para el otro echo de menos la forma en que mi cabeza se ajusta perfectamente en su &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;hombro &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;extraño todo... &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;la forma en que usted me hace sentir tan especial hasta llorar &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;la forma en que dice mi nombre &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;la forma en que dice te amo &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I miss you y todo lo que haces .... &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2487147965879346663?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2487147965879346663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2487147965879346663' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2487147965879346663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2487147965879346663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/05/extrano-lo-que-no-tengo.html' title='Extraño lo que no tengo'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ShdPbcjI7PI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ry5PvnraA3M/s72-c/I_miss_you_by_Satanicqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5298127387405085074</id><published>2009-05-15T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:45:34.677-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'>Para mi tu eres el mar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sg2NMiZIQSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Cjgx98YQDlY/s1600-h/86093dd8f2a0989276b9a4aea586ed9d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336076380034056482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sg2NMiZIQSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Cjgx98YQDlY/s320/86093dd8f2a0989276b9a4aea586ed9d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; you're&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/13996589-5298127387405085074?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5298127387405085074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5298127387405085074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5298127387405085074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5298127387405085074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-mi-tu-eres-el-mar.html' title='Para mi tu eres el mar.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sg2NMiZIQSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Cjgx98YQDlY/s72-c/86093dd8f2a0989276b9a4aea586ed9d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-589909577774572827</id><published>2009-05-07T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:31:14.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lamb- Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xj13m" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xj13m" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xj13m"&gt;Lamb - Gabriel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Angkor"&gt;Angkor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-589909577774572827?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/589909577774572827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=589909577774572827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/589909577774572827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/589909577774572827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/05/lamb-gabriel.html' title='Lamb- Gabriel'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8167695387549261195</id><published>2009-04-23T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:02:29.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SfB0rrwGwBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/mRAVMB2sb0Q/s1600-h/__kiss_of_the_setting_sun___by_18thsummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SfB0wn3fJgI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Wci-eUFBi4g/s1600-h/__kiss_of_the_setting_sun___by_18thsummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327886737863550466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SfB0wn3fJgI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Wci-eUFBi4g/s320/__kiss_of_the_setting_sun___by_18thsummer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Qué sensación tan extraña &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;llegó sin avisar &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y acorraló mi corazón &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;qué escondes dentro de tu alma? &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que me hace alucinar... &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8167695387549261195?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8167695387549261195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8167695387549261195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8167695387549261195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8167695387549261195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-sensacion-tan-extrana-llego-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SfB0wn3fJgI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Wci-eUFBi4g/s72-c/__kiss_of_the_setting_sun___by_18thsummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8491826373360287016</id><published>2009-04-11T15:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:36:32.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO NUESTROS OJOS SE ENCONTRARON...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SeD16IpHJII/AAAAAAAAAsc/k3gqDMB-YlM/s1600-h/friends-%40-beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323525138653062274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SeD16IpHJII/AAAAAAAAAsc/k3gqDMB-YlM/s320/friends-%40-beach1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuando nuestros ojos se encontraron a través del seto, &lt;p&gt;
pensé que iba a decirle alguna cosa; pero ella(el) se fue. &lt;p&gt;
Y la palabra que yo tenía que decirle se mece día y noche, &lt;p&gt;
como una barca, sobre la ola de cada hora. &lt;p&gt;
Parece que navega en las nubes de otoño, en un ansia sin fin; &lt;p&gt;
que florece en flores de anochecer, &lt;p&gt;
y busca en la puesta del sol su momento perdido. &lt;p&gt;
Chispeaba la palabra, como las luciérnagas, por mi corazón, &lt;p&gt;
buscando su sentido en el crepúsculo de la desesperanza; &lt;p&gt;
la palabra que yo tenía que decirle. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Rabindranath Tagore
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8491826373360287016?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8491826373360287016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8491826373360287016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8491826373360287016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8491826373360287016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-nuestros-ojos-se-encontraron.html' title='CUANDO NUESTROS OJOS SE ENCONTRARON...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SeD16IpHJII/AAAAAAAAAsc/k3gqDMB-YlM/s72-c/friends-%40-beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1448639835901662573</id><published>2009-04-02T23:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:56:06.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stella gemella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la palabra'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SdWNgoqS5DI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pmJ5tXGQLH0/s1600-h/__A_Kiss_Before_I_Go___by_ninorojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320314126618256434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SdWNgoqS5DI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pmJ5tXGQLH0/s320/__A_Kiss_Before_I_Go___by_ninorojo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Grábame como un sello sobre tu corazón; llévame como una marca sobre tu brazo. Fuerte es el amor, como la muerte, y tenaz la pasión, como el sepulcro. Como llama divina es el fuego ardiente del amor. Ni las muchas aguas pueden apagarlo, ni los ríos pueden extinguirlo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cantar de los Cantares 8:6,7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/13996589-1448639835901662573?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1448639835901662573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1448639835901662573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1448639835901662573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1448639835901662573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/04/grabame-como-un-sello-sobre-tu-corazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SdWNgoqS5DI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pmJ5tXGQLH0/s72-c/__A_Kiss_Before_I_Go___by_ninorojo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1968836271783382748</id><published>2009-03-24T23:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:21:19.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexito Ubago'/><title type='text'>Hay que ver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScmjE7LC7vI/AAAAAAAAArs/LExPZFQmlrA/s1600-h/SUMMER_LOVIN___by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316960140086406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScmjE7LC7vI/AAAAAAAAArs/LExPZFQmlrA/s320/SUMMER_LOVIN___by_gilad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si lloras, lloro, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si ríes, río, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a donde vayas yo te sigo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si necesitas de mi ayuda, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sin dudar te la daré, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todo cuanto soy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he sido y seré &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo te lo doy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1968836271783382748?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1968836271783382748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1968836271783382748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1968836271783382748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1968836271783382748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/03/hay-que-ver.html' title='Hay que ver...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScmjE7LC7vI/AAAAAAAAArs/LExPZFQmlrA/s72-c/SUMMER_LOVIN___by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6624475701568281287</id><published>2009-03-21T10:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:19:27.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScUFHiIhOQI/AAAAAAAAArk/cEaCQCyTf6w/s1600-h/Halik_sa_Araw_Kiss_to_the_Sun_by_maneattraction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315660562160498946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScUFHiIhOQI/AAAAAAAAArk/cEaCQCyTf6w/s320/Halik_sa_Araw_Kiss_to_the_Sun_by_maneattraction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScT2Zt-ZiFI/AAAAAAAAArc/IR3LHwEQAMw/s1600-h/eUCl5o833130-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You made my world so good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It glows and makes my rhymes bust out flows. &lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Me gusta el astro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;aunque no puedo olvidar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;que puede quemar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6624475701568281287?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6624475701568281287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6624475701568281287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6624475701568281287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6624475701568281287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-made-my-world-so-good-it-glows-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScUFHiIhOQI/AAAAAAAAArk/cEaCQCyTf6w/s72-c/Halik_sa_Araw_Kiss_to_the_Sun_by_maneattraction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2810997133889523443</id><published>2009-03-13T10:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:09:40.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El amor nos sitúa en la verdad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sbp1mviwBbI/AAAAAAAAArU/5fAQCHDPy4I/s1600-h/RF244067~Couple-Holding-Hands-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312688018894620082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sbp1mviwBbI/AAAAAAAAArU/5fAQCHDPy4I/s320/RF244067~Couple-Holding-Hands-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sbp1gj0KYDI/AAAAAAAAArM/gEaETOQVkb0/s1600-h/RF244067~Couple-Holding-Hands-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;El encuentro interpersonal nos realiza como personas: nos guía por el sendero justo, nos da impulso, nos llena de alegria, nos lleva a la meta de nuestra experiencia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yo iba por caminos pérfidos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;dolorosamente vacilante. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tus queridas manos me guiaron. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tan pálida en el lejano horizonte &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;lucía una débil esperanza de aurora, &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;tu mirada fue la mañana. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ningún ruido si no su paso sonoro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;alentaba al viajero. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tu voz me dijo: Continúa! &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Mi corazón cobarde, mi sombrío corazón &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;lloraba, solo, en su triste ruta; &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;el amor, vencedor delicioso, &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;nos reunió en la alegría.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Paul Verlainer, La buena canción, XX,en Romanzas sin palabras.(Cátedra, Madrid, 1991, p.119)
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/13996589-2810997133889523443?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2810997133889523443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2810997133889523443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2810997133889523443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2810997133889523443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-amor-nos-situa-en-la-verdad.html' title='El amor nos sitúa en la verdad.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sbp1mviwBbI/AAAAAAAAArU/5fAQCHDPy4I/s72-c/RF244067~Couple-Holding-Hands-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8861861221878291909</id><published>2009-03-07T11:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:22:51.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pancho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SbKRI0DN16I/AAAAAAAAAqc/SAtfPFK8Wpg/s1600-h/73545c9faac82df4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310466491220350882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SbKRI0DN16I/AAAAAAAAAqc/SAtfPFK8Wpg/s320/73545c9faac82df4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cuando ya no pueda mas, voy a salir a volar, voy a buscarte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y cuando tenga tu amor sincero volverá la luz de nuevo a mi universo. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8861861221878291909?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8861861221878291909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8861861221878291909' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8861861221878291909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8861861221878291909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-ya-no-pueda-mas-voy-salir-volar.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SbKRI0DN16I/AAAAAAAAAqc/SAtfPFK8Wpg/s72-c/73545c9faac82df4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7776497774811291859</id><published>2009-02-26T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:10:40.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apuntes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sabat7H1eWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0ggRuf1m38U/s1600-h/heartbeat_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307169693402233186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sabat7H1eWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0ggRuf1m38U/s320/heartbeat_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Escucha los latidos de tu &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Corazón&lt;/span&gt;, sigue los pensamientos que no eres capaz de &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;controlar… aprovecha lo máximo que puedas. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cuando esté allí, tengo que dejar que mi mente este callada, y que mi corazón &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;empiece a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hablar&lt;/span&gt;. Pero es la primera vez que lo hago y tengo miedo. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No aprendiste: Crees. Crees, por tanto, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;amas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7776497774811291859?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7776497774811291859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7776497774811291859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7776497774811291859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7776497774811291859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartbeat.html' title='Heartbeat'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Sabat7H1eWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0ggRuf1m38U/s72-c/heartbeat_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5674907714245121565</id><published>2009-02-18T14:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:33:26.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you loose someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JM'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZxenbhoTeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sRqlKYI6qFs/s1600-h/Equinox_by_VoluntaryApnea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304218492632321506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZxenbhoTeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sRqlKYI6qFs/s400/Equinox_by_VoluntaryApnea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dicen que el tiempo se lleva todo, pero aveces no siempre tenemos tanto tiempo, se nos escapa delante de nosotros. Esa temporada vi tres tiempos diferentes, el tiempo en que sabes que lo inevitable va a suceder y lloras algo enojada porque sabes que tus manos no tienen poder suficientes, imploras porque sabes que es su voluntad, pero queda la fe...lloras y tienes un nudo en la garganta, lo sientes, lo piensas y duermes. El tiempo numero dos: la noticia, breve...escuchas cada detalle de la voz que te llama, el tono, la aflicción...aceptas la noticia, te enojas, no lloras...sigues enojada, no hay llantos, ni desesperación, estas enojada pero el espiritu esta tranquilo...y piensas? No hice lo necesario. Pude hacer más, entonces por que no lo hiciste. El tiempo...y vuelves a pensar, pero no lloras...ese dia vas al cine, y ries, piensas, no lloras...Tres, es el tiempo, parece más benigno...pero es largo...la ausencia es cruel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque se rompen en mis
dientes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;las cosas importantes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;esas palabras que nunca
escucharás &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y las sumerjo en un
lamento &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haciéndolas salir son
todas para ti, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;una por una aquí. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;En cambio no, hoy no, hay
tiempo de
explicarte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;También tenía ya mil
cosas que contarte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero soñar que puedo
hablarte ahora,
ahora. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lo Siento...no haber estado ahi...siento no haber pordido decirte que eres muy importanteque no renunciaras, que no te cansaras...lo siento...lo siento tanto tanto. Pero se que estas mejor,ya no sufres...cuando pienso en eso me calmo, el sabor de estas lagrimas me recuerdan el mar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te quiero.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-5674907714245121565?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5674907714245121565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5674907714245121565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5674907714245121565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5674907714245121565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/02/dicen-que-el-tiempo-se-lleva-todo-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZxenbhoTeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sRqlKYI6qFs/s72-c/Equinox_by_VoluntaryApnea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-3317079951780547597</id><published>2009-02-10T14:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:30:22.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Con ganas de besar el sol'/><title type='text'>Simplemente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZHG5R-GNvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/aWH8Xvr0ruo/s1600-h/2273028514_d7b584f73d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZHG5R-GNvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/aWH8Xvr0ruo/s400/2273028514_d7b584f73d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301236923770484466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;yo &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;quiero &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sentir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tus&lt;/span&gt; labios.&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/13996589-3317079951780547597?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3317079951780547597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=3317079951780547597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3317079951780547597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3317079951780547597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/02/simplemente.html' title='Simplemente...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SZHG5R-GNvI/AAAAAAAAAiI/aWH8Xvr0ruo/s72-c/2273028514_d7b584f73d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1491081120936238252</id><published>2009-02-03T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:10:46.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W. B. Yeats'/><title type='text'>HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTH OF HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYiWn9_BvrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/LaOUCmQ2H_k/s1600-h/a533270ab029850b087992f91ac31859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYiWn9_BvrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/LaOUCmQ2H_k/s320/a533270ab029850b087992f91ac31859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298650574999371442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;

Si tuviese yo las telas bordadas del cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recamadas con luz dorada y plateada,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Las telas azules y las tenues y las oscuras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De la noche y la luz y la media luz,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extendería las telas bajo tus pies:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero, siendo pobre, sólo tengo mis sueños;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He extendido mis sueños bajo tus pies;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pisa suavemente, pues pisas mis sueños.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;W. B. Yeats&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1491081120936238252?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1491081120936238252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1491081120936238252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1491081120936238252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1491081120936238252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-wishes-for-cloth-of-heaven.html' title='HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTH OF HEAVEN'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYiWn9_BvrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/LaOUCmQ2H_k/s72-c/a533270ab029850b087992f91ac31859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6752705031729134059</id><published>2009-01-29T09:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:45:55.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYGy5-QeYeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9EdId91z6mE/s1600-h/ACTA.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...porque te quiero y te siento&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;arrastrándote por debajo de la piel&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYHxpLfP0mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RFOQ515I6PI/s1600-h/ACTA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780326525194850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYHxpLfP0mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RFOQ515I6PI/s200/ACTA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;como algo hambriento, algo que quema&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;para encontrar un lugar en donde no estuve antes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;caigo cada vez mas rápido
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;apenas respiro
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;dame algo en que creer&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;pero no me digas&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;que estas solo en mi cabeza&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;porque de la nada apareces&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;como el sol&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;brillando desde arriba&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;rodeándome con tu amor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;y todas las cosas que no puedo ver&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;se vuelven claras para mi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;tu espíritu me recupera&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;cuando nada mas lo hace&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;has abierto mi corazón para sentir&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;una luz de guía que nunca se desvanecerá&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;así es que no digas&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: courier new; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;que estas solo en mi cabeza.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6752705031729134059?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6752705031729134059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6752705031729134059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6752705031729134059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6752705031729134059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYHxpLfP0mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RFOQ515I6PI/s72-c/ACTA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1707023227308555339</id><published>2009-01-28T15:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:23:42.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle C. Ustaszeski'/><title type='text'>Escuchando el susurro interior.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYC-iDW1VtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/reWvRlYFw3c/s1600-h/Holding_Hands_by_miss_meaganacious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296442654013609682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYC-iDW1VtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/reWvRlYFw3c/s320/Holding_Hands_by_miss_meaganacious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;¿Por qué no cerrar nuestros ojos, visitar aquel lugar tan a menudo como podamos y escuchar cada susurro cosa de que un día, cuando los abramos, sepamos exactamente dónde ir cómo llegar? Entonces, nosotros, nuestra mente, nuestro corazón y nuestra alma finalmente podrán descanar como uno solo.&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/13996589-1707023227308555339?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1707023227308555339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1707023227308555339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1707023227308555339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1707023227308555339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/01/escuchando-el-susurro-interior.html' title='Escuchando el susurro interior.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SYC-iDW1VtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/reWvRlYFw3c/s72-c/Holding_Hands_by_miss_meaganacious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1270046913150800300</id><published>2009-01-19T14:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:47:04.690-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W. B. Yeats'/><title type='text'>EFÍMERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SXTMeBcw93I/AAAAAAAAAhA/9LH3Ii9zbOY/s1600-h/lake_by_RahmySaleh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293080278224402290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SXTMeBcw93I/AAAAAAAAAhA/9LH3Ii9zbOY/s320/lake_by_RahmySaleh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); TEXT-ALIGN: centerfont-family:georgia;" align="left" &gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Tus ojos que antaño nunca se cansaron de los míos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); TEXT-ALIGN: centerfont-family:georgia;" align="left" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Se inclinan con pesar bajo tus párpados oscilantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Porque nuestro amor declina."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y responde ella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Aunque nuestro amor se desvanezca, permanezcamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Junto al borde solitario del lago una vez más,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Juntos en esta amable hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cuando la Pasión, pobre criatura cansada, cae dormida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;¡Qué lejos parecen las estrellas, y qué lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nuestro primer beso, y ah, qué viejo mi corazón".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); FONT-FAMILY: georgia" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); TEXT-ALIGN: centerfont-family:georgia;" align="left" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51); TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;Pensativos pasean junto a las marchitas hojas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mientras él lentamente, con su mano sosteniendo la de ella, replica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;" La Pasión ha consumido con frecuencia nuestros errantes corazones".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;
&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Los bosques los rodeaban, y las amarillentas hojas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caían en la penumbra como desvaídos meteoros, y entonces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Un conejo viejo y cojo renqueó camino abajo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sobre él, el otoño: y ahora se detienen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A la orilla del solitario lago una vez más:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Volviéndose, vio que ella había arrojado las hojas muertas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Húmedas como sus ojos y en silencio recogidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sobre su pecho y su pelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Ah, no te lamentes", dijo él,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Que estamos cansados, pues otros amores nos esperan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Odiemos y amemos a través del tiempo imperturbable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Frente a nosotros yace la eternidad; nuestras almas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Son amor, y un continuo adiós."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192); TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;W.B. Yeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1270046913150800300?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1270046913150800300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1270046913150800300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1270046913150800300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1270046913150800300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2009/01/efmero.html' title='EFÍMERO'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SXTMeBcw93I/AAAAAAAAAhA/9LH3Ii9zbOY/s72-c/lake_by_RahmySaleh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1183974244563706484</id><published>2008-12-29T15:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:45:47.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biorritmos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SVkojglE90I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sGzgPkan6X0/s1600-h/Touch_by_shutterbug13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SVkojglE90I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sGzgPkan6X0/s400/Touch_by_shutterbug13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285300228201969474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;

Quisiera ser el cielo, el cielo, donde usted pueda dar vueltas sobre las estrellas que quiera para iluminar la noche, el cielo, donde eres libre para admirar el sol o el atardecer cuando desee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Ser el fuego, el fuego que pueda calentarle cuando se torne frío o luz que ilumine la oscuridad cuando tienes miedo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Quisiera ser el agua, agua que moja su sed más grande, aquella agua con un millar de remolinos que arrasan los obstáculos que surjan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Ser el aire, aire que llena sus pulmones en un lugar fresco por la mañana, el aire que tenga en sus sueños como muchos veleros en el océano de su vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Voy a ser su escudo, cuando algo o alguien intenta matar a sus sueños.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Me gustaría, pero no debo y no puedo. No puedo, porque sólo te engañaría, soy humana y no una Diosa, no puedo ser el cielo, ni fuego, ni agua, ni aire, e incluso su escudo. Si pudiera no debiera, porque le quitaría la libertad, no tengo que ser su espacio vital, no tengo que ser más esencial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Sólo tengo que abrir los ojos y mostrarte el cielo, su cielo, donde se puede encender todas las estrellas, o ver el sol agacharse y de nuevo verlo resurgir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Mostrarte el fuego, el fuego que a su vez tendrá que aprender a calentar las frías noches o aprender a ser luz cuando la oscuridad te oprima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Mostrarte el agua y  la forma de encontrarla cuando tengas sed, cómo usarla cuando debas abrirte en el camino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Mostrarte el aire y la alegría de sentir como se llenan tus pulmones, dejarlo salir por sí solo a manejar tus sueños en el mar de tu vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Mostrarte la forma de como construir tu escudo, cuando se trate de matar tus sueños.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Yo no puedo y no debo darle la alegría de vivir, pero sólo puedo y debo ayudarlo a encontrar y ser capaz de ser feliz por el hecho de que ya no será algo que a usted me atará... además de su voluntad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Tempus Sans ITC;" class="ske03" &gt;quisiera decir Sento TE... e questo mi basta.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1183974244563706484?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1183974244563706484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1183974244563706484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1183974244563706484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1183974244563706484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/12/quisiera-ser-el-cielo-el-cielo-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SVkojglE90I/AAAAAAAAAfc/sGzgPkan6X0/s72-c/Touch_by_shutterbug13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-492192879592921421</id><published>2008-12-22T15:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:01:52.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you loose someone'/><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SU_xqS77GPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/QJ-7kkuZmoM/s1600-h/Lacrime_by_Ithilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282706596868856050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SU_xqS77GPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/QJ-7kkuZmoM/s400/Lacrime_by_Ithilia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Las lágrmas son muchas veces un &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;regalo de DIos. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Las lágrimas ayudan a descargar &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;la tensión que se ha acumulado &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dentro de ti y de mi. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Las lágrimas expresan tu hondo sentir &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;y mi profunda aflicción &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Las lágrimas hablen por ti &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cuando te faltan &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;las palabras. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nunca debes avergonzarte &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;de tus lágrimas sinceras. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dios ve a través de mis lágrimas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;la pena y la tristeza &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;de mi corazón. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tus lágrmas son preciosas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;para El. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y algún día, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cuando haya pasado esta vida; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dios enjugará &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;todas las lágrimas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;de tus ojos y mis ojos. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y todo el sufrimiento; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;la pena &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;y la tristeza &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Habrán terminado para siempre.


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-492192879592921421?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/492192879592921421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=492192879592921421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/492192879592921421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/492192879592921421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/12/lagrimas.html' title='LAGRIMAS'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SU_xqS77GPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/QJ-7kkuZmoM/s72-c/Lacrime_by_Ithilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7208790415890504787</id><published>2008-11-29T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:20:55.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W. B. Yeats'/><title type='text'>When you are old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/STFPvzJN3fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vLOX2bIzWhA/s1600-h/Dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274084321228873202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/STFPvzJN3fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vLOX2bIzWhA/s400/Dibujo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cuando estés vieja y gris y soñolienta, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y cabeceando junto al fuego, tomes este libro, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y leas lentamente, y sueñes con la mirada suave &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que tus ojos un día tuvieron, y con sus profundas sombras; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cuántos amaron tus momentos de alegre gracia, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y amaron tu belleza con amor falso o verdadero, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pero un hombre amó el alma peregrina dentro de ti, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y amó los dolores de tu rostro que cambiaba; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E inclinándote junto al resplandor de los leños, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Murmures, un poco triste, cómo huyó el Amor &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y se fue por sobre las montañas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y escondió su rostro entre una multitud de estrellas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;W. B. Yeats&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7208790415890504787?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7208790415890504787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7208790415890504787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7208790415890504787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7208790415890504787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-you-are-old.html' title='When you are old.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/STFPvzJN3fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vLOX2bIzWhA/s72-c/Dibujo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4750783497711577885</id><published>2008-11-20T14:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:09:37.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SSWneei0wrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rqrfmhuc3Ac/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SSWneei0wrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rqrfmhuc3Ac/s400/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270803080944075442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estaba cerrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en la oscuridad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me abrió una puerta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Era como la apertura de los ojos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por primera vez&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A la luz deslumbrante fui abrumada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y todo parecía absurdo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4750783497711577885?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4750783497711577885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4750783497711577885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4750783497711577885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4750783497711577885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/11/estaba-cerrado-en-la-oscuridad-me-abri.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SSWneei0wrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rqrfmhuc3Ac/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8760589900454029956</id><published>2008-11-14T14:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:40:46.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luce de i miei occhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SR3FcDIcmoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ReUNyo_TRJ8/s1600-h/Eyes_by_NightDV.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SR3FcDIcmoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ReUNyo_TRJ8/s400/Eyes_by_NightDV.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268584224761092738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;
Sepa que seré la nieve cuando sea el hielo&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;el silencio hablará por nosotros&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;de nuestros abrazos,&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;sus risas&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;porque estaremos agotados cuando el sol nos una para siempre.


&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Es importante que sepas que te admiro y que tu sepas admirarte no opaco ni trasparente,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;no hay ningún cristal entre tu y mis ojos, eso que ves... son tus colores en mi retina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8760589900454029956?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8760589900454029956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8760589900454029956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8760589900454029956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8760589900454029956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/11/luce-de-i-miei-occhi.html' title='Luce de i miei occhi'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SR3FcDIcmoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ReUNyo_TRJ8/s72-c/Eyes_by_NightDV.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1336026441644319829</id><published>2008-05-25T23:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:35.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic by Raul'/><title type='text'>Delicias de ciudad, de mar y de montaña</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SDo0I2anmNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SteoR3btOUE/s1600-h/a_i_lofoten_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204529646030788818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SDo0I2anmNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SteoR3btOUE/s400/a_i_lofoten_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SDozLGanmMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xWAzE1kfF0I/s1600-h/a_i_lofoten_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una pizca de sol y un poquito de luna &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un reflejo sobre el agua de estrellas fugaces cargadas de deseos, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el canto de un grillo, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;colores de flores silvestres, sin nombre ni dueño, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un cielo recortado por el contorno de edificios que duermen, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unas cuantas gotas caídas de la boca de una fuente, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el soplo de los cuatro vientos, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el instante de una mirada pasajera de alguien que no conocemos y que nunca más volveremos a ver, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el murmuro del mar susurrado al oído y sus ojos entornados del colo del cielo y de la tierra, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todos los sueños y todos los deseos de quien sueña y desea. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Extraido del libro Restaurantes al Aire Libre &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ediciones Monsa SA

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1336026441644319829?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1336026441644319829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1336026441644319829' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1336026441644319829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1336026441644319829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/05/delicias-de-ciudad-de-mar-y-de-montaa.html' title='Delicias de ciudad, de mar y de montaña'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/SDo0I2anmNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SteoR3btOUE/s72-c/a_i_lofoten_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-9121351509724431002</id><published>2008-04-09T23:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:36.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R_2MiB1AkcI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hVPpGaBa0xA/s1600-h/Hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187456862034891202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R_2MiB1AkcI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hVPpGaBa0xA/s320/Hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Llegas&lt;/span&gt; a esta vida calmando sed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;como una brisa &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fresca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;un pedacito de &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;cielo&lt;/span&gt; en esta tierra &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;es que eres tan &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;especial &lt;/span&gt;para mi &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;que esbozo sin querer una&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sonrisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;al recordarte &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;no es por casualidad &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;hay &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;recuerdos&lt;/span&gt; que no se borran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;secretos&lt;/span&gt; callados &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cogidos de la&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; mano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;silencios&lt;/span&gt; que me llevan del brazo &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;para subir al cielo en un &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;abrazo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;podría &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pensar&lt;/span&gt; que no sucedió &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;lejano, tan &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;querido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;entre miradas que dicen &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;como un &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; florecido &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;...como si fueramos &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;habitantes&lt;/span&gt; de un mundo &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;diferente.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-9121351509724431002?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/9121351509724431002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=9121351509724431002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9121351509724431002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9121351509724431002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/04/llegas-esta-vida-calmando-sed-como-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R_2MiB1AkcI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hVPpGaBa0xA/s72-c/Hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6530212062441913761</id><published>2008-02-27T23:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:36.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuauhtemoc Sanchez'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8YyJ2GAmGI/AAAAAAAAATk/jokdXlzFG0Q/s1600-h/shadow+kissing+in+light+and+darkness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171876366802524258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8YyJ2GAmGI/AAAAAAAAATk/jokdXlzFG0Q/s200/shadow+kissing+in+light+and+darkness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8Yxr2GAmFI/AAAAAAAAATc/Xu0EA2YIRnw/s1600-h/abbraccio4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171875851406448722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8Yxr2GAmFI/AAAAAAAAATc/Xu0EA2YIRnw/s200/abbraccio4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8YxQmGAmEI/AAAAAAAAATU/2dFt8NFinpI/s1600-h/conunastrettadimanoae1zhy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171875383255013442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8YxQmGAmEI/AAAAAAAAATU/2dFt8NFinpI/s200/conunastrettadimanoae1zhy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Podremos besarnos, pero sin que eso sea la razón única de nuestra unión. Podremos abrazarnos sin que siquiera intentemos manosearnos.¡Seríamos amigos de verdad, con la más franca alianza que pueda hacernos olvidar nuestros mundos individuales para fortalecernos en la unión! ¡Estaríamos de acuerdo en que nos queremos, no para dar espectáculos y divulgar nuestro amor, sino para ayudarnos a mejorar cada día y a luchar por un futuro, tomados de la mano y no soltarnos nunca! Èsa es la disyuntiva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6530212062441913761?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6530212062441913761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6530212062441913761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6530212062441913761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6530212062441913761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/02/podremos-besarnos-pero-sin-que-eso-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R8YyJ2GAmGI/AAAAAAAAATk/jokdXlzFG0Q/s72-c/shadow+kissing+in+light+and+darkness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-593617327788623822</id><published>2008-01-29T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:36.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rare feeling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5_pwN1IRvI/AAAAAAAAASc/CX1GLW5psaw/s1600-h/DonnaDistesaPallaDiLuce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161100712545371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5_pwN1IRvI/AAAAAAAAASc/CX1GLW5psaw/s400/DonnaDistesaPallaDiLuce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nunca dejaré de soñar con usted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;me dejaré llevar por la ilusión que podamos poseer &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;cada noche de mi vida me dejaré llevar &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y recordaré con felicidad &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;La manera en que me cambiaste &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Recordaré &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finalmente tengo una razón...Tu &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me elevas a lo alto de las nubes &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Debes ser un angel disfrazado &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Puedes colorizar mi vida &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Harta de blanco y negro &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haras magia con tus propias manos &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y haras todo menos frío &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me llevaras a sitios que nunca habia conocido &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Despues olvidaras todo &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pues solo fué la noche de un pleno verano &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y seguiras adelante &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nunca dejaré de soñar con usted &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Solo me dejaré llevar por la ilusión que podamos poseer &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-593617327788623822?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/593617327788623822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=593617327788623822' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/593617327788623822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/593617327788623822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/01/nunca-dejar-de-soar-con-usted-me-dejar.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5_pwN1IRvI/AAAAAAAAASc/CX1GLW5psaw/s72-c/DonnaDistesaPallaDiLuce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5585070049255108490</id><published>2008-01-17T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:36.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rare feeling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5AmMlnI7ZI/AAAAAAAAARY/KvAfJAX67ro/s1600-h/131739640_a96dda89a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156663571035778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5AmMlnI7ZI/AAAAAAAAARY/KvAfJAX67ro/s400/131739640_a96dda89a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Conoce de mi la parte frágil, la enojada, la niña y también horrible... al mismo tiempo la víctima y verduga. Asegurate de tener cuidado. Sin embargo veme hermosa, sin ocultar tu precaución, de alguna manera cargo mi maleta llena de intuición, creatividad, sensibilidad, volatilidad, sensualidad, feminidad, también de inseguridad, voluntad de lucha para encontrar a los demás, querer amar, querer vivir, querer ser feliz, querer ser y tener todo el espacio para mí, allí. Resurgir cada vez en la niebla, tocar el fondo y luego regresar a la superficie, como una danza. Y aquel caballero que hay dentro, hacerlo salir... Y si lo hace, dispararle... con amor.&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/13996589-5585070049255108490?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5585070049255108490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5585070049255108490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5585070049255108490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5585070049255108490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2008/01/un-sueo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R5AmMlnI7ZI/AAAAAAAAARY/KvAfJAX67ro/s72-c/131739640_a96dda89a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4729963160439617718</id><published>2007-12-07T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:37.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hahaha no pude escoger otra imagen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1oUe_R9BEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PbzO9_G64QA/s1600-h/ppvspc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141444447212209218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1oUe_R9BEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PbzO9_G64QA/s400/ppvspc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...es como si el alma te pide a gritos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que estes a su lado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser habitante de su vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una palabra de su dulce melodía.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...es un estimulo para adorarle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una fuente de vida llena de dulces besos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una esencia que penetra hasta el alma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...es llegar a lo profundo de su ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La honestidad de su manera de hablar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enciende con los pasos esa tentación de querer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si tan solo no fuera un heroe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de los que te salvan de la perdición&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;y te llegan al corazón.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No podrías temer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es perfecto en sus sentimientos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No existen barreras limitadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te dejará estar en calma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4729963160439617718?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4729963160439617718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4729963160439617718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4729963160439617718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4729963160439617718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1oUe_R9BEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PbzO9_G64QA/s72-c/ppvspc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2508590884662813787</id><published>2007-11-30T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:37.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything about you is so easy to love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1DFznfs1fI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gku8ya3M-l4/s1600-R/128720_abbraccio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138824665395680754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1DFznfs1fI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rcqzsDFVT9Q/s400/128720_abbraccio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tus brazos son una grandiosa medicina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un abrazo sin tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donde no existen palabras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo que somos desaparece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La mente calla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y suerge el silencio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No existen palabras que describan tal hermosura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una muestra de cercanía entre dos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La forma mas certera de atrapar sensaciones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capturar calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Necesidad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu olor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La intuición se hace clara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un abrazo, la forma mas exquisita de saber que estas conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La certeza de que existes.&lt;/strong&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/13996589-2508590884662813787?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2508590884662813787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2508590884662813787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2508590884662813787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2508590884662813787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/11/everything-about-you-is-so-easy-to-love.html' title='Everything about you is so easy to love.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/R1DFznfs1fI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rcqzsDFVT9Q/s72-c/128720_abbraccio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4306938396829677490</id><published>2007-10-22T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:37.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Semplice Distrazione</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rx1ph_qaa8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nUB7gLuuvGQ/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124367983763418050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rx1ph_qaa8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nUB7gLuuvGQ/s400/amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La vida es demasiado complicada y dura como para añadirle mala educación. Hoy estoy llena de sonrisas...nada de durar horas pensando que habré hecho mal...lo unico que he hecho es ser yo misma y decir lo que pienso!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4306938396829677490?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4306938396829677490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4306938396829677490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4306938396829677490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4306938396829677490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/10/semplice-distrazione.html' title='Semplice Distrazione'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rx1ph_qaa8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nUB7gLuuvGQ/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8929539669509003874</id><published>2007-10-17T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:38.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escaleras faro a colón by glad'/><title type='text'>Nessuno é Solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RxbbIvqaa7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6w7hzVab2s/s1600-h/faro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122522569460313010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RxbbIvqaa7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6w7hzVab2s/s400/faro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dios promete caminar conmigo por el largo y oscuro valle de mi presente soledad. Me comprende completamente. Quizás aún sienta la soledad pero nunca estaré sola.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8929539669509003874?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8929539669509003874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8929539669509003874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8929539669509003874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8929539669509003874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/10/nessuno-solo.html' title='Nessuno é Solo'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RxbbIvqaa7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6w7hzVab2s/s72-c/faro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7507067074559347274</id><published>2007-10-06T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:38.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RwedFPqaa3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/TQgzuax9w4s/s1600-h/almost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232214959188850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RwedFPqaa3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/TQgzuax9w4s/s400/almost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Esperaba a la noche en tus ojos tímidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que entraron en mi corazón ya cansado &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;estallando con esos colores que había perdido &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todavía sueño entre las olas que apagan el sol &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomo esa mano en la noche para no perderme &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero nos entregamos a la otra historia &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el sabor de nuestros besos nos desaparecen por completo &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deseando creer en el todo, el quizás de un amor &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que se cierra en un sueño ligero y se pierde en mi. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hemos hablado poco sobre nosotros, &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de nuestros deseos que se escapan de ser nuestros &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el quizás nos lleva a otra parte &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todo se desaparece &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en una historia que nos engaña &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podríamos estar viviendo &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incluso terminando &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;habríamos sufrido mucho &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o incluso habríamos luchado por un nosotros. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En lugar de eso nos han traicionado, &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;antes del amor y despues del nosotros.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7507067074559347274?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7507067074559347274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7507067074559347274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7507067074559347274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7507067074559347274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/10/esperaba-la-noche-en-tus-ojos-tmidos.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RwedFPqaa3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/TQgzuax9w4s/s72-c/almost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-278084487406322100</id><published>2007-09-18T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:38.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relajate'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RvCj4AHNwEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Mtl-mwk7xQ/s1600-h/fantasy_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111765759563776066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RvCj4AHNwEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Mtl-mwk7xQ/s320/fantasy_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RvCjOwHNwDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vVYU-mJl7FE/s1600-h/perduto.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Relajarnos y sentirnos bien es todo lo que aveces deberiamos de hacer en nuestras &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;vidas. Dejar la mente callada, hacer más y pensar un poco menos. Dejar el corazón hablar, mostrar los sentimientos llenados de éxtasis y agonias&lt;/span&gt;, amar sin esperar, volver a contar las estrellas, sonreir, ver esa luz como&lt;/span&gt; si fuera un ángel. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creer en los que un día fuiste, en lo que eres o serás, cree en lo que quieras creer. No pretendo ser tu, trato de ser lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;que soy, quedar limpia de perjuicios, sin miedo de ser. Enriquecer nuestras vidas,&lt;/span&gt; puedes ser diferente, no te hace menos y yo te querré igual. Llenarnos de sueños. Vivir para hacernos sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/13996589-278084487406322100?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/278084487406322100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=278084487406322100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/278084487406322100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/278084487406322100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/09/relajarnos-y-sentirnos-bien-es-todo-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RvCj4AHNwEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Mtl-mwk7xQ/s72-c/fantasy_19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-3260624342888094964</id><published>2007-09-16T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:38.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensiero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Ru14uOGrXGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8m50G3p28vc/s1600-h/29751824_CYHEHQXNLSHSVXB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110873887590800482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Ru14uOGrXGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8m50G3p28vc/s320/29751824_CYHEHQXNLSHSVXB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Saber cualquier pensamiento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;tu eres, y tu seras &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;lo más distante y cercano que he conocido &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;tu opción nunca será la mia &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;por mas que lo desee no cambiaras &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;y mi sueño, solo se esfumará &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;yo como flor, tendré que florecer &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;sientiendo el viento sin tu olor &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;atrapada entre la niebla de la tarde &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;esa confusión que me llevo hasta una mañana incierta &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;llevandose sensaciones que no he de hablar &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;pero como voy a saber si a ti todo esto te confunde &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;sin clamor y sin ecos &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;pasará la noche, borrará el tiempo &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;pero nunca sabré cual es tu pensamiento.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-3260624342888094964?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3260624342888094964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=3260624342888094964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3260624342888094964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3260624342888094964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/09/pensiero.html' title='Pensiero'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Ru14uOGrXGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8m50G3p28vc/s72-c/29751824_CYHEHQXNLSHSVXB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8460932336277536715</id><published>2007-09-09T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:44:52.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedicato a...non so.. a me'/><title type='text'>Ascoltami- Ascoltati</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVH_S2DWXNk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVH_S2DWXNk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luce (Tramonti a Nord Est)- Elisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parlami come il vento fra gli alberi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parlami come il cielo con la sua terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non ho difese ma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ho scelto di essere libera &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adesso è la verità &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'unica cosa che conta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dimmi se farai qualcosa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se mi stai sentendo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avrai cura di tutto quello che ti ho dato &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dimmi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siamo nella stessa lacrima, come un sole e una stella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luce che cade dagli occhi, sui tramonti della mia terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su nuovi giorni &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ora so piangere &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So che ho bisogno di te &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non ho mai saputo fingere &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti sento vicino &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il respiro non mente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In tanto dolore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niente di sbagliato &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niente, niente... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siamo nella stessa lacrima, come un sole e una stella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luce che cade dagli occhi, sui tramonti della mia terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su nuovi giorni in una lacrima &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come un sole e una stella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luce che cade dagli occhi sui tramonti della mia terra su nuovi giorni &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il sole mi parla di te... mi stai ascoltando? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ora la luna mi parla di te... avrò cura di tutto quello che mi hai dato... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anche se dentro una lacrima, come un sole e una stella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luce che cade dagli occhi sui tramonti della mia terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su nuovi giorni in una lacrima come un sole e una stella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siamo luce che cade dagli occhi sui tramonti della mia terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su nuovi giorni &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascoltati&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8460932336277536715?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8460932336277536715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8460932336277536715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8460932336277536715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8460932336277536715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/09/ascoltami-ascoltati.html' title='Ascoltami- Ascoltati'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-749000346376063473</id><published>2007-09-02T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:38.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a gift'/><title type='text'>Gracias Franci!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtteLkIrtNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/phyOnfOkgIw/s1600-h/certificado%25252Bcalimera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105778155326256338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtteLkIrtNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/phyOnfOkgIw/s400/certificado%2525252Bcalimera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13996589-749000346376063473?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/749000346376063473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=749000346376063473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/749000346376063473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/749000346376063473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/09/gracias-franci.html' title='Gracias Franci!'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtteLkIrtNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/phyOnfOkgIw/s72-c/certificado%2525252Bcalimera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4742502248617417504</id><published>2007-08-28T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:39.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtSGxkIrtKI/AAAAAAAAANg/J0LGwbx-Kyw/s1600-h/luce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103852463789421730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtSGxkIrtKI/AAAAAAAAANg/J0LGwbx-Kyw/s400/luce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De acuerdo, existían otros modos de separarse. En este silencio amargo, decidí perdonar los errores que se puede hacer al quererse demasiado...&lt;/strong&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/13996589-4742502248617417504?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4742502248617417504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4742502248617417504' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4742502248617417504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4742502248617417504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/de-acuerdo-existan-otros-modos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtSGxkIrtKI/AAAAAAAAANg/J0LGwbx-Kyw/s72-c/luce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6733790555225487964</id><published>2007-08-26T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:39.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyone of us is hurt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtWC6UIrtLI/AAAAAAAAANo/PS8zKJN6iN4/s1600-h/cuore-suturado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104129691043476658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtWC6UIrtLI/AAAAAAAAANo/PS8zKJN6iN4/s400/cuore-suturado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un herida cubierta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que desangra cada cierto tiempo &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;se abre con solo pensarte &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;mientras que en cada gota de sangre que brota &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;se refleja como en el agua &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;ese recuerdo que tengo de ti &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;tan amargo y tan cruel &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;que hurga la herida buscando &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;una cicatriz que no sana &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;donde los sentimientos pesan &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;y se confunden con la emociones &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;donde el cuerpo y la mente se desconectan &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;sintiendome dividida &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;y nuevamente recompongo la herida &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;suturando los pedazos &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;cada herida en su lugar y su poco de felicidad &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;lo echo a correr una vez más &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;parece tan simple &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;pues su sonido es lo que tranquiliza el alma.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6733790555225487964?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6733790555225487964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6733790555225487964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6733790555225487964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6733790555225487964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-herida-cubierta-que-desangra-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RtWC6UIrtLI/AAAAAAAAANo/PS8zKJN6iN4/s72-c/cuore-suturado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5651461780036429606</id><published>2007-08-22T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:39.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rs0CPkIrtHI/AAAAAAAAANI/VpM5JdRTqR4/s1600-h/300poste1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101736419302028402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rs0CPkIrtHI/AAAAAAAAANI/VpM5JdRTqR4/s400/300poste1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;...solamente un gran deseo de escapar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;de las rosas sin espinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;dejar todo detrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;y acariciar la vida que deseé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;ser parte de un diseño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;sin márgenes en la hoja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;ser despertada debajo de un cielo estrellado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;pensando que no llegará el mañana tan pronto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;aprovechandome solo de cada sueño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;que se mece entre mis dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;existir un solo día y volar al cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;como una mariposa con tiempo de vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;guiada por el viento que escucha mi deseo de rogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;incluso gritar pero sería totalmente inútil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;saltar en la cabeza de este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;nadando en silencio entre los mares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;para escuchar los ruidos en el aire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;con un corazón lleno de latidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;que el tiempo retrasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;y un cerebro que con música eterna cesa de dar vueltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;a un fuego eterno que alberga un alejado invierno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;dispersado en el cielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-5651461780036429606?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5651461780036429606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5651461780036429606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5651461780036429606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5651461780036429606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rs0CPkIrtHI/AAAAAAAAANI/VpM5JdRTqR4/s72-c/300poste1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6054668241757697509</id><published>2007-08-19T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:39.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rsfg_UIrtGI/AAAAAAAAANA/q5bwGiXnwvo/s1600-h/uomo_solo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100292481361884258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rsfg_UIrtGI/AAAAAAAAANA/q5bwGiXnwvo/s320/uomo_solo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor es. Cuando entiendas eso sentiras la necesidad de tener una noche sin luna, parecerá todo inútil y tu tendras la sensación de estar en este planeta, solo...talvez en una posición única y afortunada para mirar las estrellas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6054668241757697509?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6054668241757697509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6054668241757697509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6054668241757697509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6054668241757697509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-amor-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rsfg_UIrtGI/AAAAAAAAANA/q5bwGiXnwvo/s72-c/uomo_solo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2665773650257000986</id><published>2007-08-15T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:39.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.gif by Davide'/><title type='text'>16 agosto 1985</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RsPDkkIrtFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yFTJYDkFtuw/s1600-h/feliz+cumpleaÃ±os.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RsO8_EIrtEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qOOfFoSyjRE/s1600-h/compleanno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099126994741474370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RsO8_EIrtEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qOOfFoSyjRE/s400/compleanno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Feliz cumpleaños a mi!!!!!!!!
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Me deseo un año mas lleno de vida y obstaculos vencidos, de gratas sorpresas y personas maravillosas, de lágrimas y sonrisas, de besos y abrazos, de amor y desilusión, de entregas sin esperas, de amistad duradera, de salud completa, de sueños por realizar, de trabajos con menos quejas, de vivencias y paciencia...Gracias Señor por haberme permitido sobrevivir otro año mas de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"En el crepúsculo de la memoria volveremos a reunirnos, volveremos a hablar juntos, y cantaréis para mí un canto más profundo: y si vuestras manos vuelven a encontrarse en otro sueño, construiremos otra torre en el cielo."
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Khalil Gibrán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2665773650257000986?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2665773650257000986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2665773650257000986' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2665773650257000986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2665773650257000986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/16-agosto-1985.html' title='16 agosto 1985'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RsO8_EIrtEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qOOfFoSyjRE/s72-c/compleanno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4067653166428564818</id><published>2007-08-11T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:40.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E così ti scrivo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rr4X6PFXUBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rURaqh50V14/s1600-h/amicizia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097538117478862866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rr4X6PFXUBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rURaqh50V14/s400/amicizia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te escribo… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi amigo querido… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imaginandote un mar, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;una puesta de sol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ti, a quien escribo esta letra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sin un porque y sin una razón… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;… y quiero escribirte porque sé que eres como yo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque sé que amarías con mi misma intensidad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asi mismo como las palabras no dichas, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;las letras nunca enviadas, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;las colecciones de los poetas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tú que sabes como funciona el dolor después de un amor, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que conoces las sonrisas de largas horas al teléfono. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y que como yo, te prometes que nunca más te desnudarán &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esa armadura impermeable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que finges a veces creer que eres inmune, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a ti te he pintado como la cosa mas hermosa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y te he dado la connotación de mi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tú que tienes pensamientos iguales a los míos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a ti dulce amigo de una amistad que es por siempre de amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;y de un amor que es por siempre de amistad&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4067653166428564818?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4067653166428564818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4067653166428564818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4067653166428564818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4067653166428564818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/e-cos-ti-scrivo.html' title='E così ti scrivo...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rr4X6PFXUBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rURaqh50V14/s72-c/amicizia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2653641654065999359</id><published>2007-08-07T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:40.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rrf13PFXT6I/AAAAAAAAALw/_3b2U0p2kiU/s1600-h/1183449849-The-Dream_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095811832683646882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rrf13PFXT6I/AAAAAAAAALw/_3b2U0p2kiU/s400/1183449849-The-Dream_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Desearia tenerte aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;decirte cosas que sabes &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;apreciaría que marques territorios aquí, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;entre las cosas que he ocultado &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;solo para preservarte a partir del tiempo que pasa &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que entra y sale de tu memoria &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;el único que canta aunque la música no este allí &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;para demostrar a los otros que no estas confundido &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;para demostrar sensibilidad &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pues así desearia que estuvieses aquí &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;con las manos cerca de las estrellas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que brillan de luz para suplicarte y recordarte &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;el porque tu eres su guía.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2653641654065999359?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2653641654065999359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2653641654065999359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2653641654065999359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2653641654065999359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/08/desearia-tenerte-aqu-decirte-cosas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rrf13PFXT6I/AAAAAAAAALw/_3b2U0p2kiU/s72-c/1183449849-The-Dream_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6801601163996003008</id><published>2007-07-28T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:40.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucchetti ponte milvio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rqv18_FXT3I/AAAAAAAAALU/P_-mzU7qv6g/s1600-h/lucchetti2yz8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092434231747366770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rqv18_FXT3I/AAAAAAAAALU/P_-mzU7qv6g/s400/lucchetti2yz8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho sempre avuto voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Per tutto quello che ho immaginato, sognato, desiderato. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Per quello che so e ancora di più per quello che non so. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Per quel bacio che non ti ho ancora dato. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Per l'amore che non ho mai fatto. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te anche se non ti ho mai assaggiato. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te, di tutto di te. Dei tuoi errori, dei tuoi successi, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dei tuoi sbagli, dei tuoi dolori, delle tue semplici incertezze, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dei pensieri che hai avuto e di quelli che spero hai &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dimenticato, dei pensieri che ancora non sai. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho così voglia di te che nulla mi basta. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ho voglia di te e non so neanche perchè... &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Uffa. HO VOGLIA DI TE. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--..-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He tenido siempre deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para todo aquello que he imaginado, soñado, deseado. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para lo que todavía sé y más para lo que no sé. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para ese beso que todavía no te he dado. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para el amor que nunca no he hecho. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti aunque se que nunca te he probado. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti, de todo de ti. De tus errores, de tus éxitos, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de tus errores, de tus dolores, de tus simples incertidumbres, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de los pensamientos que has tenido y de aquello que espero hallas &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;olvidado, de los pensamientos que todavía no sabes. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo por lo tanto deseo de ti que me anula bastante. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tengo deseo de ti y no sé el aunque porque… &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Uffa. TENGO DESEO DE TI &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6801601163996003008?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6801601163996003008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6801601163996003008' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6801601163996003008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6801601163996003008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/ho-sempre-avuto-voglia-di-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rqv18_FXT3I/AAAAAAAAALU/P_-mzU7qv6g/s72-c/lucchetti2yz8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2292618306865852201</id><published>2007-07-27T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:05:06.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uB4lT5CblA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you feel all alone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...let me be the one you call&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're not alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...'Cause there has always been heartache and pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when it's over you'll breathe again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll breath again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2292618306865852201?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2292618306865852201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2292618306865852201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2292618306865852201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2292618306865852201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='I love this song,,,'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2750507443278522147</id><published>2007-07-19T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:40.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SEI COME SEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rp_D4k200MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HwhUBT5ZwQo/s1600-h/20070628115314_angelo_nudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089001480685670594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rp_D4k200MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HwhUBT5ZwQo/s400/20070628115314_angelo_nudo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Tienes razón si dices que la noche oculta una canalización de poesias que se reflejan diario en nuestros rostros, voluntad de ser, respirar como somos...más sabes que nunca cambiarás lo que tienes dentro de ti...esa luz que cuando el viento sopla te deja perder en sus ojos, pero si intentas cerrarlos cada instante descubierto, cada sensación quedará como una imagen dentro de ti. Sigues perdido y yo desearía entrar dentro de ti por un día, ser un pensamiento en un recorrido sin paradas y encontrar toda la información del verdadero Tu...sino eres como eres...porqué sabes que nunca cambiará lo que tienes dentro de ti?...la luz que da el viento soplará hacia mi...y volando, me perderé!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&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/13996589-2750507443278522147?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2750507443278522147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2750507443278522147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2750507443278522147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2750507443278522147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/sei-come-sei.html' title='SEI COME SEI'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rp_D4k200MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HwhUBT5ZwQo/s72-c/20070628115314_angelo_nudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4663160627097194244</id><published>2007-07-15T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:40.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RprdGE200LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J98F_c5JVUg/s1600-h/cuoreeegz9lp3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087621825521045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RprdGE200LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J98F_c5JVUg/s400/cuoreeegz9lp3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La luz es inestable, se apaga con el viento, se enciende con el rayo, nunca esta ahí, brillando como el sol, pero vale la pena luchar por ella, decia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Lilliana, costurera, madre biologica de Athena (hablando de su protector).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Leyendo: La bruja de Portobello, Paulo Coelho.&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/13996589-4663160627097194244?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4663160627097194244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4663160627097194244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4663160627097194244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4663160627097194244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/la-luz-es-inestable-se-apaga-con-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RprdGE200LI/AAAAAAAAAK0/J98F_c5JVUg/s72-c/cuoreeegz9lp3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-139538672065151266</id><published>2007-07-14T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:41.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rpj9zU200KI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B6PgNOF1cZc/s1600-h/DieboldAd_DontAskDontTell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087094837328793762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rpj9zU200KI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B6PgNOF1cZc/s320/DieboldAd_DontAskDontTell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El calor me hizo una jugada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fueron ingenuas mis palabras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;solas se clavaron en mi alma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no pude silenciar los sentimientos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no me causa ningun pesar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pudo ser otro querer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero este se bien &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que no me puede corresponder &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el dia visto de mil colores &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahora se vuelve complicaciones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero el tiempo me fue aclarando &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y cada dia en el calendario &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se volvian pensamientos inexplicados &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya cansada de sensaciones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y de pronunciar tu nombre &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me perdí entre flores &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y unas palabras que nunca tuve...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-139538672065151266?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/139538672065151266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=139538672065151266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/139538672065151266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/139538672065151266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-calor-me-hizo-una-jugada-fueron.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rpj9zU200KI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B6PgNOF1cZc/s72-c/DieboldAd_DontAskDontTell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-950456531498995260</id><published>2007-07-09T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:41.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpL_ex-RdMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_c6SES6KXhs/s1600-h/te+espero+de+este+lado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085407833530397890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpL_ex-RdMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_c6SES6KXhs/s320/te+espero+de+este+lado.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpL6Vx-RdJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LwMqEsncua4/s1600-h/sogni.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprovecha al máximo lo que puedas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuando estes allí &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;verás que no puedes controlar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;los pensamientos callados&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando estes angustiado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y tu corazón hablando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por las amarguras encontradas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y los recuerdos que un día fueron dorados&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando la soledad habite en ti &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y grites sin ecos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;los secretos que aun no quieres contar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando tu alma se disloque de tanto clamar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;recuerda que aquí encontraras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;un corazón iluminado con la puesta del sol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...el mismo que quiere sembrar luz en tu interior.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&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/13996589-950456531498995260?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/950456531498995260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=950456531498995260' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/950456531498995260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/950456531498995260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/aprovecha-al-mximo-lo-que-puedas-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpL_ex-RdMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/_c6SES6KXhs/s72-c/te+espero+de+este+lado.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7939751501381536842</id><published>2007-07-07T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:41.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naturaleza Desnuda by César Fernández'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpASzR-RdII/AAAAAAAAAKE/iOTc_mWYmQ8/s1600-h/naturaleza+desnuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084584651508511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpASzR-RdII/AAAAAAAAAKE/iOTc_mWYmQ8/s320/naturaleza+desnuda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Estoy buscando una manera ancestral de acercarme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;una en la que los hilos de nuestras almas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;se conecten entre si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;se olviden del resto del mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y quedemos limpios de miedo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;despues...decide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;si quieres volver a ser lo que eras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o intentar ser lo que eres... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7939751501381536842?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7939751501381536842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7939751501381536842' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7939751501381536842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7939751501381536842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/estoy-buscando-una-manera-ancestral-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RpASzR-RdII/AAAAAAAAAKE/iOTc_mWYmQ8/s72-c/naturaleza+desnuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4638411545708667010</id><published>2007-07-02T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:41.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RonKox-RdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y1hz3uOBBhM/s1600-h/sorpresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082816456422421618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="239" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RonKox-RdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y1hz3uOBBhM/s320/sorpresa.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He tenido un constante sentimiento de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;insatisfacción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que me &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;llevan&lt;/span&gt; a escasos resultados con muchos esfuezos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;situandome en &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;terreno &lt;/span&gt;neutral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;puedo ver que lo que añoro es una vivencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;emocional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...una que me regargue las pilas del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;corazón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;los sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;apasionados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...tener en &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;quien &lt;/span&gt;volcarlos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;[No se si será efectos del calor...pero creo que me gustas.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-4638411545708667010?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4638411545708667010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4638411545708667010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4638411545708667010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4638411545708667010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-tenido-un-constante-sentimiento-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RonKox-RdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y1hz3uOBBhM/s72-c/sorpresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6627423095436640163</id><published>2007-06-30T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:41.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touya Kinomoto'/><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobVFh-RdFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7YY8Y4IJfCk/s1600-h/86_Touya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081983520529806418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobVFh-RdFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7YY8Y4IJfCk/s400/86_Touya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eres como aquellos ojos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esos que leen la mirada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y me sonrien con el alma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esos ojos que con un parpadear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me llenan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atrapandome en un hechizo de luz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esos a los que le ofrezco mi corazón liberado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guiandome hacia el sur &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;encontrandome con sonrisas sorprendidas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y besos como susurros del viento &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lágrimas con sabor a mar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reflejando en su mirar la ansiedad de amar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esos que quieren volver a soñar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que desean felicidad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esos ojos que no querré olvidar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que en la intimidad me hacen vibrar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...esos ojos!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Los más hermosos soñadores jamas vistos.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6627423095436640163?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6627423095436640163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6627423095436640163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6627423095436640163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6627423095436640163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_30.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobVFh-RdFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7YY8Y4IJfCk/s72-c/86_Touya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-158462808226733315</id><published>2007-06-30T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neruda y Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobJ-R-RdBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LnZqxGM8wn0/s1600-h/BleachSPcom027_Wall_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081971301347849234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobJ-R-RdBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LnZqxGM8wn0/s320/BleachSPcom027_Wall_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sola. A veces amanezco, y hasta mi alma está húmeda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te estoy amando aún entre estas frías cosas &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se fatiga mi vida inúltimente hambrienta. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo lo que no tengo. &lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y como yo te amo, los pinos en el viento, quieren cantar tu nombre con sus hojas de alambre.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-158462808226733315?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/158462808226733315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=158462808226733315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/158462808226733315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/158462808226733315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/neruda-y-yo.html' title='Neruda y Yo'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RobJ-R-RdBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/LnZqxGM8wn0/s72-c/BleachSPcom027_Wall_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1791012811949106010</id><published>2007-06-27T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my portrait'/><title type='text'>2años de mi blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RoHqhh-RdAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xSVKY7skboc/s1600-h/cuore+al+mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080599716426773506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RoHqhh-RdAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xSVKY7skboc/s320/cuore+al+mare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;La mayor declaración de amor es la que no se hace, el hombre que siente mucho, habla poco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;                                       Platón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1791012811949106010?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1791012811949106010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1791012811949106010' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1791012811949106010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1791012811949106010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/2aos-de-mi-blog.html' title='2años de mi blog'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RoHqhh-RdAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xSVKY7skboc/s72-c/cuore+al+mare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6941358387622632342</id><published>2007-06-22T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:33:54.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='” Kiss of life”  Sade'/><title type='text'>sogno...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n170/titaniaxniobe/fairytales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debió de haber un ángel por mi lado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algo me condujo divinamente a ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mira el cielo... es el color del amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algo divino bajó desde arriba &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuántas toneladas de amor adentro... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...no puedo decir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuando me condujeron a ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabía que eras el que está para mí &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juro que el mundo entero podría sentir mi latido del corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuando pongo ojos en ti… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me diste el beso de la vida …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6941358387622632342?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6941358387622632342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6941358387622632342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6941358387622632342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6941358387622632342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/sogno.html' title='sogno...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-3327214815614703464</id><published>2007-06-20T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:36:32.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KT TUNSTALL - OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the sea and far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;She's waiting like an Iceberg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to change, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But she's cold inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;She wants to be like the water, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;All the muscles tighten in her face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Buries her soul in one embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;They're one and the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just like water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ut most of everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But we give up easily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;On comes the panic light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Holding on with fingers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and feelings alike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But the time has come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;To move along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But most of everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But we give up easily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you help me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;And can you still love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you can't see me anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;most of everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But we give up easily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohh.... the other side of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To me.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-3327214815614703464?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3327214815614703464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=3327214815614703464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3327214815614703464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3327214815614703464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/kt-tunstall-other-side-of-world.html' title='KT TUNSTALL - OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5214889768957181818</id><published>2007-06-17T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnTLgCtuB8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HEnV_4qzgvU/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076906431298275266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnTLgCtuB8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HEnV_4qzgvU/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnTEJytuB7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/dAShBEXtLlA/s1600-h/PAGINE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...y un angel bajó del cielo

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha venido para darle una buena nueva

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...y a mi a decirme que pronto llegará

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...el sol

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;entonces es ahi cuando desaparece entre las nubes

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;por lo tanto...sin palabras

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deseo salvarlo de las nubes que estan dentro de el

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para no dejarlo que le lleve la ola

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para estar libre de las cadenas del dia

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...para que no caiga a la deriva

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...pero no he podido

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vuela con la gaviota del amor que tienes dentro de ti

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quise decirle......... lo escuché 

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...dentro de tu alma &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-5214889768957181818?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5214889768957181818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5214889768957181818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5214889768957181818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5214889768957181818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnTLgCtuB8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HEnV_4qzgvU/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6046523171921083553</id><published>2007-06-17T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaccacuore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnS9qStuB6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hctg3lNPTnY/s1600-h/cuore+cosi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076891214229145506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnS9qStuB6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hctg3lNPTnY/s320/cuore+cosi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt; La fuerza que defiende el corazón de las heridas es la misma que lo previene para dilatarse al máximo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6046523171921083553?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6046523171921083553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6046523171921083553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6046523171921083553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6046523171921083553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-fuerza-que-defiende-el-corazn-de-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnS9qStuB6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hctg3lNPTnY/s72-c/cuore+cosi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-130399841149829976</id><published>2007-06-13T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto by Raul'/><title type='text'>No sabes cuanto mal te hará la solitudine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnCyCituB5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/TvRB5a2OEYk/s1600-h/florencia01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075752536794597266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnCyCituB5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/TvRB5a2OEYk/s400/florencia01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No es posible dividir la vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Las esperas...para el amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para los abrazos...las sonrisas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Las esperas para llorar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....para pensar y olvidar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este silencio entre todo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el espacio en blanco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....ese que has dejado tu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acaso es posible dividir una historia de dos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-130399841149829976?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/130399841149829976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=130399841149829976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/130399841149829976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/130399841149829976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-sabes-cuanto-mal-te-har-la.html' title='No sabes cuanto mal te hará la solitudine...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RnCyCituB5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/TvRB5a2OEYk/s72-c/florencia01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2219516729891180176</id><published>2007-06-09T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:42.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmowRStuB4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/W167uo_rdaI/s1600-h/Yoruichi_CG___Anysy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073921003825792898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmowRStuB4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/W167uo_rdaI/s400/Yoruichi_CG___Anysy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmovEStuB3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/RlMIwsvLc-Q/s1600-h/Yoruichi_CG___Anysy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Habria tenido que decirlo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;       ...pero admitir que tengo miedo.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                                                No es fácil! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                                 Falta de un valor necesario &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                                ...un hora...la que no tengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;porque tengo miedo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;el miedo que me hace reflejarme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;el que me congela con cada accion tuya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...que te bloquea a ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Miedo de lo que puedas preguntar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...de tu libertad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tu deseo...a toda costa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;insatisfecho...a cualquier precio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Admitir este miedo...el de antes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...habría resuelto muchas cosas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;malinterpretaciones? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;no tengo exito con las palabras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;no se como explicar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mis mejores intenciones...las que se vuelven contrarias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;talves si entras aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;y me lees entre lineas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;....quizás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;encuentres el I, el IO, el JE, el YO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y el OTRO yo de Gladiber.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2219516729891180176?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2219516729891180176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2219516729891180176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2219516729891180176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2219516729891180176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/habria-tenido-que-decirlo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmowRStuB4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/W167uo_rdaI/s72-c/Yoruichi_CG___Anysy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8390303240386453872</id><published>2007-06-08T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:43.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmnOgCtuB2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/v1DVhUrgBmw/s1600-h/63461_403907417_lolo1_H070807_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073813505089341282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="219" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmnOgCtuB2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/v1DVhUrgBmw/s400/63461_403907417_lolo1_H070807_L.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Mi corazón siente el sublime consuelo del viento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;que hace que delire por tu ausencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;esperando en la profundidad del silencio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ante el abismo de una mezcla de sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aunque esperar sea eterno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;te espero, ante el consuelo que abriga mi alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;...algo cansada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aqui te esperaré sentada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;aunque mis noches se hagan eternas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;esperando tu ser... que me ata a este delirio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8390303240386453872?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8390303240386453872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8390303240386453872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8390303240386453872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8390303240386453872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/mi-corazn-siente-el-sublime-consuelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmnOgCtuB2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/v1DVhUrgBmw/s72-c/63461_403907417_lolo1_H070807_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6542867587395278218</id><published>2007-06-02T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:43.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gli ostacoli del cuore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmISuqY7KkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fdiZCPX4B5Y/s1600-h/LUCY%20POSTAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071636723234712130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmISuqY7KkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fdiZCPX4B5Y/s320/LUCY%2520POSTAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hay un principio mágico entre los obstáculos del corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que está atrapado entre una tarde alegre que no muere &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y una noche desechada como un paquete llevado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allí es un principio de ironía &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tarda en sostener los pensamientos más secretos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y al ser encontrados los revela a ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y hablarte de ellos es lo que hago &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...te los presté a ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuántas cosas que no sabes de mí &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuántas cosas que no puedes saber &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuántas cosas llevaremos juntos en el recorrido &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allí está la alegría &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...entre los obstáculos del corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me quisieras.. que te merecieran &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mientras que miro el mar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que al irte parece ser una burla naufragada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y pienso cuántas cosas que no sabes de mí &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuántas cosas que no puedes saber &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuántas cosas debes merecer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuántas cosas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... tengo un principio el de lanzarnos juntos en el recorrido &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donde la energía que me empuja para moverme &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para decir y hacerse sentir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me hace ruido para que caminemos entre los obstáculos del corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6542867587395278218?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6542867587395278218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6542867587395278218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6542867587395278218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6542867587395278218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/06/gli-ostacoli-del-cuore.html' title='gli ostacoli del cuore...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RmISuqY7KkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fdiZCPX4B5Y/s72-c/LUCY%2520POSTAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2773624112074427620</id><published>2007-05-29T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:43.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>....Il tuo nome in maiuscolo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RluqdKY7KjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ewcT11F0OjA/s1600-h/Pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069833223517448754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RluqdKY7KjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ewcT11F0OjA/s320/Pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando la emoción, la fantasia y un inmenso caudal de sentimientos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se unen en uno solo y llaman tu nombre &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...aquel que aun no logro escuchar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no pienso en la llegada del invierno &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dejando huellas de soledad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atando noches sin amaneceres &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuando me pesa mucho la distancia &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....aunque los días se pasan sin ti &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero decirte tanto! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has visto la misma luna que ilumina mi cielo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te hablo aunque parezca una locura &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;donde solo hay silencios &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...sin embargo sigo sin escuchar tu nombre &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;distancias de unos soles o unas tardes de invierno? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no lo se...mi corazón te llama &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;acompañame en mi espacio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a un lugar perdido en el tiempo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sencillamente estás...pero no te veo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2773624112074427620?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2773624112074427620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2773624112074427620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2773624112074427620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2773624112074427620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-tuo-nome-in-maiuscolo.html' title='....Il tuo nome in maiuscolo'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RluqdKY7KjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ewcT11F0OjA/s72-c/Pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8109615910198992566</id><published>2007-05-27T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:44:38.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>::LE MANI:: IL ROCK CHE TI FA STAR BENE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0x97i4lEDQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;

...OH La Musique!....Le Mani es una banda de rock italia que desde el primer momento que vi su video Stai Bene Come Stai me encantó, lo primero que me vino a la mente fue otra banda, Incubus...el hecho es que me gustan las dos canciones que he escuchado, esta se llama L´ultima Lettera... Gracias al canal IMF (International Music Feed) yeah tengo toda la musica del mundo!!!!...talvez por eso y otra razones dicen que no soy tan ¨comercial¨...Ya quiero que venga mi amigo Domy, y me traiga mi Cd de Le Mani....Franci, si lo hubiese sabido te digo a ti..y lo traes hehehe!

PD. Esto es como un post para despejar la mente? ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8109615910198992566?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8109615910198992566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8109615910198992566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8109615910198992566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8109615910198992566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='::LE MANI:: IL ROCK CHE TI FA STAR BENE!!'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2529443783857695081</id><published>2007-05-26T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:43.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfUwKY7KiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PdsfwBWt2RU/s1600-h/85945487_0df132eff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068753829516487202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfUwKY7KiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PdsfwBWt2RU/s320/85945487_0df132eff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regalame una sonrisa de &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;luz&lt;/span&gt; para borrar mi sombra de melancolia, verás que no estarás tu solo si comprendes el tiempo de mi ingenuidad...No se porque sigo tu busqueda infinita...lo que me mueve dentro a buscar amores en esta soledad exquisita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2529443783857695081?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2529443783857695081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2529443783857695081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2529443783857695081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2529443783857695081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/regalame-una-sonrisa-de-luz-para-borrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfUwKY7KiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PdsfwBWt2RU/s72-c/85945487_0df132eff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-2481901319546015156</id><published>2007-05-26T02:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:44.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfQDKY7KgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lCGD8ImIEHg/s1600-h/with_a_taste_of_your_lips____by_intoyourheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068748658375862786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfQDKY7KgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lCGD8ImIEHg/s320/with_a_taste_of_your_lips____by_intoyourheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No me veas asi...no soy una diosa con todas las respuestas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soy un cuerpo que encarcela una mente añorando libertad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...amor, contacto, pasión... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y aunque no lo percibas, yo te siento al respirar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te respiro entre los brotes de un silencio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en una tarde nuda y frágil &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en una noche roja de luna &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que se pierde en el extasis del los sentidos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te respiro entre las arrugas del sol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y el sabor de la salinidad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mientras la vida rueda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y la noche se enciende de suspiros &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te respiro luego del abrazo del amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en tu boca queriendo besos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te respiro perdiendome en tus ojos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-2481901319546015156?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2481901319546015156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=2481901319546015156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2481901319546015156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/2481901319546015156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-me-veas-asi.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RlfQDKY7KgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lCGD8ImIEHg/s72-c/with_a_taste_of_your_lips____by_intoyourheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-3862003911331801556</id><published>2007-05-19T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:44.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma se anche solo per un istante mi penserai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk54uKY7KfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X75oeKaH7Ig/s1600-h/read.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066119365296597490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk54uKY7KfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X75oeKaH7Ig/s320/read.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credimi, esta soy yo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un cansancio de una noche &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;una imperfección vacia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un naufragio amanecer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de pasiones silenciosas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;llenas de oscuros secretos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;espacidos como la niebla &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dulces silencios &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;llenos de amor perfumado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en un infierno auspiciante &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...tu universo acogedor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-3862003911331801556?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3862003911331801556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=3862003911331801556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3862003911331801556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3862003911331801556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/ma-se-anche-solo-per-un-istante-mi.html' title='Ma se anche solo per un istante mi penserai...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk54uKY7KfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X75oeKaH7Ig/s72-c/read.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-3351714558933067235</id><published>2007-05-18T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:44.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...CF questa è l'ultima lettera che ho per te.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk53jaY7KeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeKKZq70j4E/s1600-h/SQUARE-ENIX-FINAL-FANTASY-V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066118081101375970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk53jaY7KeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeKKZq70j4E/s320/SQUARE-ENIX-FINAL-FANTASY-V.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hace tiempo, mucho tiempo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuve anhelos y alegrías &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un amor sin sabor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que ni se olvida...pero se deja &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y de mi alma se aleja &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ha pasado poco tiempo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayer vi aquellos ojos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me miraron con despejo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;al notar ese desprecio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mis recuerdos se borraron &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;durante ese tiempo que lo tuve &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lo que deseaba lo obtuve &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero lo que realmente anlehaba &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nunca estaba &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuiste una fuente de inspiración &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi oscuridad en noches en vela &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi luz en mis dias nublados &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eso crei yo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu...mi amor `imposible´ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi afinidad y devoción &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tratar de despedirte mas de mil veces lo hice &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiñendo mis percepciones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con pensamientos y acciones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comprendiendo que mis sentimientos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desconciertan a los demás &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por eso amor mio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un alto debo poner yo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para vivir lo que sin saber me dejaste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ...vivir sin temor.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-3351714558933067235?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3351714558933067235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=3351714558933067235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3351714558933067235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/3351714558933067235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/cf-questa-lultima-lettera-che-ho-per-te.html' title='...CF questa è l&apos;ultima lettera che ho per te.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rk53jaY7KeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeKKZq70j4E/s72-c/SQUARE-ENIX-FINAL-FANTASY-V.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4432864241146160216</id><published>2007-05-02T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:44.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MI CANCION FAVORITA..o una de ellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RjlM3Hg8XYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OOa-0JNwDOg/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060160166121201026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RjlM3Hg8XYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OOa-0JNwDOg/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A NEW DAY HAS COME - CELINE DION
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was waiting for so long &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a miracle to come &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone told me to be strong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold on and don't shed a tear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through the darkness anand good times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew I'd make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the world thought I'd had it all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I was waiting for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hush now I see a light in the sky &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh it's almost blinding me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my tears &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new sun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new day has come &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it was dark now there's light &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where there was pain now's there's joy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where there was weakness I found my strength &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in the eyes of a boy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hush now I see a light in your eyes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in the eyes of a boy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hush now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new day&lt;/strong&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/13996589-4432864241146160216?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4432864241146160216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4432864241146160216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4432864241146160216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4432864241146160216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/05/mi-cancion-favoritao-una-de-ellas.html' title='MI CANCION FAVORITA..o una de ellas'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RjlM3Hg8XYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OOa-0JNwDOg/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5340718285137955142</id><published>2007-04-30T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:47:06.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A DOS PASOS DEL 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;DE CABEZA, BOCA ABAJO, DANDO VUELTAS CON ESPIRALES EN MIS OJOS, CON HUMO SALIENDO DEL SONIDO, CON PAJARITOS DE COLORES VOLANDO JUNTO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;A LAS ESTRELLAS QUE HACEN ORBITA A MI CABEZA, CAMINO CON LAS MANOS, BEBO CON MI DEDO, SIENTO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAS PALMAS DE LAS MANOS APRETADAS EN MIS COSTADOS Y DE BRAZOS CRUZADOS ME ATREVERIA A DECIR UNA VEZ MAS QUE CREO EN EL AMOR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CREO EN EL AMOR CON DOSCIENTOS CINCUENTA VOLTIOS EN MI TESTA, CON UN BALDE DE AGUA FRIA EN UNA MANANA HELADA, CON PAREDES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ACOLCHADAS, CON OJOS PERDIDOS EN EL INFINITO QUE YA TERMINO, CREO EN EL AMOR A CIEGAS POR QUE ESTOY A OSCURAS, AMOR A PRIMERA VISTA DEL CIEGO, AMOR AMOR DEJA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;DE CANTAR QUE NO ERES POETA. CREO EN EL AMOR POR QUE ME ENLOQUECE, CREO EN EL POR QUE... MANANA FUE AYER?, CREO QUE ESTOY LOCO POR EL, LOCO POR EL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOCO POR EL, EL ME ENLOQUECE Y NO ME LO HAGAS REPETIR. ESTOY EN EL 26 A DOS PASOS DEL 28 PERO ESTOY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FELIZ POR QUE CON LAS PALMAS DE LAS MANOS APRETADAS EN MIS COSTADOS Y DE BRAZOS CRUZADOS ME ATREVO A DECIR QUE CREO EN EL AMOR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; 

&lt;strong&gt;BY. José Guillermo Cortines&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracias a Jose Guillermo por permitirme copiar esto en mi blog.!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-5340718285137955142?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5340718285137955142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5340718285137955142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5340718285137955142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5340718285137955142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/dos-pasos-del-28.html' title='A DOS PASOS DEL 28'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-9200717362525841912</id><published>2007-04-22T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:44.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RiwltRqpatI/AAAAAAAAADo/xEKpmLdmiWU/s1600-h/conversekiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056457941396843218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RiwltRqpatI/AAAAAAAAADo/xEKpmLdmiWU/s320/conversekiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alguna vez te dije como vives en mi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada momento al despertar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...hasta en mis sueños&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y si todo esto es loco?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...y si no sabes que significa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;realmente importaria?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hace mucho tiempo lo creo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunque mi corazon se rompa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas fuerte que antes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incluso si esto tomara mi vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solo el Cielo sabe si amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;las personas nunca dicen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la manera en que realmente sienten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo moriria para usted con mucho gusto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si yo supiera que esto es para verdad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo esto suena loco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...las palabras no salen bien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eso no importa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si me encuentro durante esta noche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es cierto que soy igual a mi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nadie mas puede tomar tu lugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero tengo que moverme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dime que mas puedo hacer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un dia...lo se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu no me impediras de amar otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...respirar otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...sentir otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lo se...un dia...amaré otra vez&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-9200717362525841912?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/9200717362525841912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=9200717362525841912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9200717362525841912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/9200717362525841912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/vaya.html' title='Vaya'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RiwltRqpatI/AAAAAAAAADo/xEKpmLdmiWU/s72-c/conversekiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1369048076580047090</id><published>2007-04-21T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TIZIANO ME EMBRUJA!...me encanta... ti scatto un´altra foto tiziano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RimaLBqpasI/AAAAAAAAADg/WoDUoKfsbCw/s1600-h/tiziano%20ferro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055741570916641474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RimaLBqpasI/AAAAAAAAADg/WoDUoKfsbCw/s320/tiziano%2520ferro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;...E riconobbi il tuo sguardo in quello di un passante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ma pure avendoti qui ti sentirei distante &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Cosa può significare sentirsi piccolo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Quando sei il più grande sogno il più grande incubo
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Siamo figli di mondi diversi una sola memoria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Che cancella e disegna distratta la stessa storia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;E ti scorderai di me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Quando piove i profili e le case ricordano te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;E sarà bellissimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Perché gioia e dolore han lo stesso sapore con te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Vorrei soltanto che la notte ora velocemente andasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;E tutto ciò che hai di me di colpo non tornasse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;E voglio amore e tutte le attenzioni che sai dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;E voglio indifferenza semmai mi vorrai ferire ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1369048076580047090?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1369048076580047090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1369048076580047090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1369048076580047090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1369048076580047090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/tiziano-me-embrujame-encanta-ti-scatto.html' title='TIZIANO ME EMBRUJA!...me encanta... ti scatto un´altra foto tiziano'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RimaLBqpasI/AAAAAAAAADg/WoDUoKfsbCw/s72-c/tiziano%2520ferro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4264113463104723905</id><published>2007-04-20T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RihIwhqparI/AAAAAAAAADY/4cBzNMgbRCc/s1600-h/glad+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055370580231547570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RihIwhqparI/AAAAAAAAADY/4cBzNMgbRCc/s320/glad+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We scream to avoid suffering in silence...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tengo aproximadamente unos cinco dias tratando de escribir algo...algo bueno, pero no encuentro nada en mi mente, solo siento a mi alrededor una atmosfera de melancolia por un lado y de amor por el otro. Asi es como ultimamente siento a algunas personas, unas que le a tocado el amor...muchos de manera `grandiosa´ y otros que lenta u ocacionalmente va atrapando la melancolía, una depresion o tristeza que no se como explicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La felicidad de muchos me arropa, pero a la vez me vuelve melancólica...el hecho de aun no tener a alguien con quien compartir mi locura de amor talvez me ha hecho ser un poco egoista conmigo misma...pero aun asi me alegro de aquellos que han obtenido esa gracia de haberles tocado compartir el amor con alguien.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mientras que algunos y puedo incluirme, talvez buscamos la perfección de las cosas aveces nos olvidamos de ver las pequeñas maravillas que tenemos frente a nuestros ojos solo por ir tras o esperar lo que siempre quisimos. Nos perdemos los detalles de la vida...y asi seguimos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas yo que busco lo que me falta..que siento que se lo que es...pero aun no lo acepto, ni me acerco mas a EL, no como antes. TU que siempre me cuidas y no me desamparas, que me permites llorar todo lo que quiera en mi almohada, TU que me amas y que sabes lo que es mejor para mi...TU que me ayudaras a cambiar, a ser mejor y demostrales a todos cuanto los quiero...Perdoname una vez mas...se que con tu ayuda seré feliz porque tu traeras todo lo bueno a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gracias Dios.&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/13996589-4264113463104723905?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4264113463104723905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4264113463104723905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4264113463104723905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4264113463104723905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-scream-to-avoid-suffering-in-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RihIwhqparI/AAAAAAAAADY/4cBzNMgbRCc/s72-c/glad+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6633166530466439556</id><published>2007-04-10T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsVpiuN2KI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5yK72oe5Roc/s1600-h/for.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051655210465613986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsVpiuN2KI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5yK72oe5Roc/s320/for.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Una persona oxidada se sintió tan hueca para solamente amontonar encima del uno al otro palabras habituales. Dueles a un punto donde no puedo alcanzarte. Su mano que sostuve unos minutos buscó alguna simple bondad, haciendo recordar, aprendiendo del dolor. Nunca comprenderas como pude yo ver el significado de mi amor, tu eres el único. No, tu eres único...Entonces romperas las distancias, o distanciaras de mi. Ahora incluso no se si puedas ver que hay un significado a todo. Aunque no pueda volver aveces en mi memoria de amores combatidos, podras entender un dia todo lo que te amé.&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/13996589-6633166530466439556?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6633166530466439556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6633166530466439556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6633166530466439556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6633166530466439556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/una-persona-oxidada-se-sinti-tan-hueca.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsVpiuN2KI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5yK72oe5Roc/s72-c/for.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1540202307344271103</id><published>2007-04-09T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perjudicada con el dolor y la tristeza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no puedo ser curada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;el hombro cargado del pasado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que aun no puede ser borrado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiro mi voluntad poco a poco &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu mano que aun no me sostiene para vivir&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsO6CuN2JI/AAAAAAAAADI/4C_pcWkoTzU/s1600-h/japonaise_endormie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051647797352061074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsO6CuN2JI/AAAAAAAAADI/4C_pcWkoTzU/s320/japonaise_endormie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿Me perderé algun día? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quiero que me protejas y que la risa que desaparece de mi voz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que suena, que te llama &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se deseca por el viento &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por lo largo del tiempo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Herida con el dolor y la tristeza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo, que no puedo ser curada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1540202307344271103?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1540202307344271103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1540202307344271103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1540202307344271103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1540202307344271103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/perjudicada-con-el-dolor-y-la-tristeza.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhsO6CuN2JI/AAAAAAAAADI/4C_pcWkoTzU/s72-c/japonaise_endormie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-4220931072449266906</id><published>2007-04-07T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhgJSRnzpnI/AAAAAAAAADA/OB4Moc_6LCs/s1600-h/rays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050797191668672114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhgJSRnzpnI/AAAAAAAAADA/OB4Moc_6LCs/s320/rays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solo el silencio de la noche podrá ahogar el grito de lo que siento...aunque mañana la realidad quiebre mis palabras...&lt;/strong&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/13996589-4220931072449266906?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4220931072449266906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=4220931072449266906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4220931072449266906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/4220931072449266906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/solo-el-silencio-de-la-noche-podr.html' title=''/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RhgJSRnzpnI/AAAAAAAAADA/OB4Moc_6LCs/s72-c/rays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1541027314154844682</id><published>2007-03-26T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:45.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dónde estarás estrella gemela?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RgdLXnk3BpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ktul08XPGI4/s1600-h/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046084776624588434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RgdLXnk3BpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ktul08XPGI4/s320/main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dijiste si, y se detuvo el tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas que el tiempo, mi corazón&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se detuvo de la emoción&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se elevó en mil latidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;al verte llegar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomaste mi mano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y me enseñaste lo oculto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lo maravillo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la felicidad de este mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...junto a ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirandome a mi lado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e invitandome a paraiso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1541027314154844682?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1541027314154844682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1541027314154844682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1541027314154844682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1541027314154844682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/03/dnde-estars-estrella-gemela.html' title='dónde estarás estrella gemela?'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RgdLXnk3BpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ktul08XPGI4/s72-c/main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-8585077964324911903</id><published>2007-03-09T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:46.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo Siento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Siento haberte tratado mal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;haber descargado mi ira contra ti &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;no fue justo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ni para mi &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;mucho menos para ti &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero no se que me pasa &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RfIg8zCHEbI/AAAAAAAAACs/jpKyhT9aQcU/s1600-h/Z7MB8G633057-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040127161844306354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RfIg8zCHEbI/AAAAAAAAACs/jpKyhT9aQcU/s320/Z7MB8G633057-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;la melancolia me atrapa &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;llevandome poco a poco a la depresión &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;siento haberte querido menos por unos días &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;siento ser yo la culpable de todo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;hoy se que no puedo esperar lo que doy &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ni de la misma manera &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ni la misma cantidad &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;solo se que se querer de una sola manera &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;solo se entregar lo mejor de mi &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;mi lealtad ante todo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;eso es lo que me duele &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ser leal a ustedes &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;querer la amistad para siempre &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero no se, ya se que son diferentes &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero a pesar de todo seguiré siendo la misma &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;porque asi soy yo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;seguiré contigo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;aunque llames cuando me necesites &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;y aun asi no te llame cuando te necesito &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;pero seguiré aqui &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;con ustedes &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;contigo &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-8585077964324911903?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8585077964324911903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=8585077964324911903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8585077964324911903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/8585077964324911903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/03/lo-siento.html' title='Lo Siento'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RfIg8zCHEbI/AAAAAAAAACs/jpKyhT9aQcU/s72-c/Z7MB8G633057-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6642844236263368174</id><published>2007-02-21T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:46.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NoN C´é</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es verdadero, verdad? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es algo que solo se puede saber una vez. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recordar otra vez &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rdz-C4zbBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/Iif-k2qQBpM/s1600-h/coleccion02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034177809054631730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="140" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rdz-C4zbBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/Iif-k2qQBpM/s320/coleccion02.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De algún modo eramos felices, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y de algún modo esto dolió. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La realidad es una traidora, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;es fácil juzgar mal las cosas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero con tus propios ojos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decide el valor de este lugar, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con tus propias normas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De algún modo estoy de pie, aquí &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y sobrevivo hoy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De algún modo soy feliz, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De algún modo esto duele mucho, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero de algún modo las cosas siguen adelante.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-6642844236263368174?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6642844236263368174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6642844236263368174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6642844236263368174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6642844236263368174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/02/non-c.html' title='NoN C´é'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rdz-C4zbBzI/AAAAAAAAACY/Iif-k2qQBpM/s72-c/coleccion02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-6243702880136122664</id><published>2007-02-14T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:46.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>che cosa vuoi aspettare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RdMFP0n9MnI/AAAAAAAAACM/U5fS1Ux0T3w/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031370978085384818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RdMFP0n9MnI/AAAAAAAAACM/U5fS1Ux0T3w/s320/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;L'AMORE SPACCA IL CUORE. Spara! Spara! Spara, dritto qui ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&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/13996589-6243702880136122664?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6243702880136122664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=6243702880136122664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6243702880136122664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/6243702880136122664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/02/che-cosa-vuoi-aspettare.html' title='che cosa vuoi aspettare?'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RdMFP0n9MnI/AAAAAAAAACM/U5fS1Ux0T3w/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1615196431743839465</id><published>2007-02-09T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:46.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh je t´aime...moi non plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rc1FiEn9MmI/AAAAAAAAACA/XOHHm26iBsM/s1600-h/ambar+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029752810501911138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rc1FiEn9MmI/AAAAAAAAACA/XOHHm26iBsM/s320/ambar+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Del amor al odio hay un paso &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De la pasión a la obsesión un suspiro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De la ternura al dolor, un nanosegundo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De la exitación al tedio,una simple matiz espaciotemporal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-1615196431743839465?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1615196431743839465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1615196431743839465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1615196431743839465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1615196431743839465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-je-taimemoi-non-plus.html' title='oh je t´aime...moi non plus'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rc1FiEn9MmI/AAAAAAAAACA/XOHHm26iBsM/s72-c/ambar+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-1480753388266794916</id><published>2007-02-02T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:46.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me lo dijo Tiziano Frr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RcLPCoAoIVI/AAAAAAAAABw/aKlLeMT1kj0/s1600-h/Risveglio%20gotico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026807778105631058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RcLPCoAoIVI/AAAAAAAAABw/aKlLeMT1kj0/s320/Risveglio%2520gotico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdo il tuo sguardo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cerco il ricordo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo fermo, mi sveglio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ti guardo e sto meglio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;E sei qui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma ora salutandoti affogo…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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/13996589-1480753388266794916?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1480753388266794916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=1480753388266794916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1480753388266794916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/1480753388266794916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-lo-dijo-tiziano-frr.html' title='Me lo dijo Tiziano Frr.'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RcLPCoAoIVI/AAAAAAAAABw/aKlLeMT1kj0/s72-c/Risveglio%2520gotico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-5736551388338062762</id><published>2007-01-28T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:47.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Maketa de IRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rb0hlNj5ARI/AAAAAAAAABc/aOUJE8aF5cY/s1600-h/glad+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025209682394415378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rb0hlNj5ARI/AAAAAAAAABc/aOUJE8aF5cY/s320/glad+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13996589-5736551388338062762?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5736551388338062762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=5736551388338062762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5736551388338062762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/5736551388338062762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/01/mi-maketa-de-ira.html' title='Mi Maketa de IRA'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/Rb0hlNj5ARI/AAAAAAAAABc/aOUJE8aF5cY/s72-c/glad+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-505416231826769446</id><published>2007-01-15T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:47.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>che avrai davanti insieme a lei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaxI4eSbZFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gmTLwm2OeTo/s1600-h/tua+anima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020467819651490898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaxI4eSbZFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gmTLwm2OeTo/s320/tua+anima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Más allá de la fe, PACIENCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Organizar el pensamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Agracedecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quiero construir en muchos corazones, quiero pintar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;estoy abierta a tener encuentros con las personas correctas porque Nessuno é Solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-505416231826769446?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/505416231826769446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=505416231826769446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/505416231826769446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/505416231826769446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/01/che-avrai-davanti-insieme-lei.html' title='che avrai davanti insieme a lei...'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaxI4eSbZFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gmTLwm2OeTo/s72-c/tua+anima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7365211082822797927</id><published>2007-01-13T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:56:06.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Iniciando este cuatrimestre en la uni, me ha tocado un profesor un poco diferente, pero muy ¨Jevi¨en el sentido de la palabra. El primer dia nos dijo que escribieramos 5 sensaciones, las mias fueron MIEDO, IRA, FRAGILIDAD, FRIO, DESILUCION, l a seleccionada fué IRA, y con esta sensacion debia de escribir dos paginas de mi cátedra, las cuales reescribo aqui. A pesar de que la materia se llama Diseño de Muebles II, aún no se cual es el fin de todo esto, ya que tengo que hacer hasta una maqueta de acuerdo a esto...bueno aqui vamos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella tan apacible ocultaba un genio, explosivo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Un enojo equivocado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Una necesitada de vengarse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Contra ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Contra los demás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Con furia respira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;El daño que alcanza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gritos de angustia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se escuchan en casa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Un febrero de dolor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Absorbiendo su color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nutrida de traición &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mentira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Coraje y Terror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella tan apacible se contiene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella se levanta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Escribía en la oscuridad, de la rabia que siento. Me reprimo porque a veces soy impasible. Aparentemente podría llegar a matarte, si observas en mi mente lo descubrirás. Un desengaño que me alcanza y me hiere hasta lo más profundo de mí ser. Lentamente mi ira te alcanza, TU! Mi sutil venganza. Encontraste en mí una delicada criatura, pero hoy te encontraras con una fiera, desgarraré tu cuerpo inmóvil e indefenso. Pero descuida, mientras acompañas al miedo YO estaré aquí escribiendo, con la luz apagada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta vida llena de líneas con palabras de entusiasmo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cargada con sueños dorados y propósitos alcanzados &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta vida la peor pesadilla que jamás ha existido &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afrontada por caminos débiles que aprietan y dominan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un virus que no guarda enfados y suelta la ira &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberándola hacia el mundo exterior &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como un mal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que observa y nunca duerme &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un caos plasmado con furor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta vida llena de muros alrededor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donde no traspasan los gritos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donde se encierra la ambición y el coraje &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El enojo cubierto de irritación &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor y el Odio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor y Rabia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta vida controlada por nuestro sistema &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Controlada por cuerdas rojas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos grita con furia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sin restricciones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con un odio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que jamás descansa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su rugido criminal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En esta vida donde la gente clama su ira &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se escucha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La voz del viento &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soplando muros &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con su Amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con su Rabia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996589-7365211082822797927?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7365211082822797927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7365211082822797927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7365211082822797927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7365211082822797927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/01/ira.html' title='IRA'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996589.post-7021239542808492645</id><published>2007-01-08T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:47.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is systems thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaHZHqaef0I/AAAAAAAAABE/gUikLU4lqJA/s1600-h/righ_gra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017530185535094594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaHZHqaef0I/AAAAAAAAABE/gUikLU4lqJA/s320/righ_gra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella miró hacia arriba, no recordaba que el cielo estaba ahi, las estrellas iluminaban las noches, se habia olvidado de observar las maravillas de este mundo, así...como solia hacerlo. Recordó a su viejo y unico amor, un amor no correspondido, platónico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Esa noche prometió a si misma disfrutar de cada momento, ver las pequeañas maravillas del universo, sin novio, sin nadie, no quiere a nadie que hable, no quiere dar explicaciones, solamente respirar junto con este frio de invierno, eternamente.&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/13996589-7021239542808492645?l=gladhope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7021239542808492645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13996589&amp;postID=7021239542808492645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7021239542808492645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13996589/posts/default/7021239542808492645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladhope.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-is-systems-thinking.html' title='What is systems thinking?'/><author><name>Glad'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910660049869596110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/ScpaEy9DWnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ot4Ctj_bNp8/S220/n513403525_973204_3486.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kjy8OypdbeA/RaHZHqaef0I/AAAAAAAAABE/gUikLU4lqJA/s72-c/righ_gra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
