<?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-8462397326143072076</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:58:14.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lorette.a sorte de um amor tranquilo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noembalodarede.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462397326143072076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noembalodarede.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..eu vejo..o sol se por.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vejo o "nosso amor", que foi mais meu do que seu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realmente chegando ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" mas já não tem mais nada  negro amor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462397326143072076-7289152977393495383?l=noembalodarede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noembalodarede.blogspot.com/feeds/7289152977393495383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8462397326143072076&amp;postID=7289152977393495383' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462397326143072076/posts/default/7289152977393495383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nos dogmasEu fiz uma tese, eu li num tratado, está computado nos dados oficiaisSerás o meu amor, serás a minha pazMas se a ciência provar o contrário, e se o calendário nos contrariarMas se o destino insistir em nos separarDanem-se os astros, os autos, os signos, os dogmasOs búzios, as bulas, anúncios, tratados, ciganas, projetosProfetas, sinopses, espelhos, conselhosSe dane o evangelho e todos os orixásSerás o meu amor, serás, amor, a minha pazConsta na pauta, no Karma, na carne, passou na novelaEstá no seguro, pixaram no muro, mandei fazer um cartazSerás o meu amor, serás a minha pazConsta nos mapas, nos lábios, nos lápisConsta nos Ovnis, no Pravda, na Vodca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462397326143072076-4828479827096393209?l=noembalodarede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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