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                <title>Alice</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 13:42:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -Podes dizer-me, por favor, que caminho devo seguir para sair daqui?<br /><br />-Isso depende muito de para onde queres ir - respondeu o gato.<br /><br />-Preocupa-me pouco aonde ir - disse Alice.<br /><br />-Nesse caso, pouco importa o caminho que sigas - replicou o gato.<br /><br /><br />(Lewis Carroll -Alice no PaÃ­s das Maravilhas)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Merry Christmas!!!</title>
                <link>http://WarmSoul.deviantart.com/journal/16069418/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 03:57:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy Christmas to you all! <br />
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Happy Holidays! <br />
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<3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>:/</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 05:40:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ NÃ£o tenho tido net nos Ãºltimos tempos...  espero que mesmo assim n deixem de me visitar <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> e que este problemÃ£o se resolva!<br />
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Obrigada por todos os comentÃ¡rios e favoritos ^^<br />
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Beijoooo!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Faculdade à Porta.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 05:50:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok.....<br />
<br />
 - menos tempo<br />
 - mais preguiÃ§a <br />
 - menos diversÃ£o<br />
 - mais estudo<br />
 <br />
<br />
AtÃ© vai ser bom. Para quem n experimentou ainda.. Ã  partida n se pode rejeitar uma ideia q se desconhece. Ponto. <br />
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o.0   <br />
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beijos a todos!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 08:47:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "(...) Gritar e ninguém responder é a tristeza mais triste que eu conheci."<br />
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Alves Redol. <br />
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Ondular de sons indefinidos.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>:D  THANKS!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 10:49:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thank you for the 1,000 views <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>A Song.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 04:20:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You would know<br />
If the light in your eyes become larger<br />
You would know<br />
That if there's such brigth there's no darkness<br />
<br />
If there's no tomorrow<br />
Could you ever know me?<br />
Could you ever bring me what you left in me?<br />
<br />
You would know<br />
That the tears would turn dry if you touched me<br />
You would know<br />
That my hand would be yours if you found me<br />
<br />
If there's no tomorrow<br />
Could you ever know me?<br />
Could you ever bring me what you left in me?<br />
<br />
Believing in nothing and no one<br />
You were the only faith I'd got<br />
But you're not the same again<br />
Things change and you are one of them<br />
<br />
If there's no tomorrow<br />
Could you ever know me?<br />
Could you ever bring me what you left in me?<br />
<br />
"You would know"  <br />
Insecret<br />
<br />
<br />
Written by me, it's for my band... but i'm not quite sure if it is well done.. I might have done some mistakes..  please help! <br />
<br />
Rita <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 06:39:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HOLIDAYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!  I'm on my way to free time... ! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Uma Flor no meio do chão.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 10:31:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Exames <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />  <br />
<br />
Quem quer vir por mim?  <br />
<br />
A recompensa será valiosa! muito valiosa! <br />
<br />
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Não tenho tido inspiração nenhuma ultimamente... não só porque estou exausta e farta de tudo como também não existe nitidez e organização nos meus pensamentos e na minha vida.  <br />
Deve-se tudo à "monotonia da espécie". <br />
Porque todos seguimos exemplos. Porque todos somos "iguais" quando não o somos e toda a gente sabe. Porque o primeiro a ser desobidiente é uma ovelha negra ou mesmo um louco. E porque o primeiro a abandonar o rebanho... será um violador de regras ou leis que todos seguem sem se questionarem porquê. <br />
Eu questionei-me. E desobedeci. <br />
Mas sou feliz agora. Porque tenho a ti, a elas, a eles. Os meus amigos. Verdadeiros amigos. Porque me questionei acerca da minha existência... e eles foram os únicos que me apontaram a resposta.  <br />
<br />
"... a ti que te estendi a mão e a qual tu largaste..."<br />
<br />
---------------------------------------------------<br />
"Uma árvore ao ser cortada observa tristemente que o cabo do machado é feito de madeira."  <br />
Ana, revelas-te a minha mais preciosa metade. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
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Obrigada Ana, Ivo, Vera, Rita Ramos, Rita Pina -- adoro-vos tanto...--<br />
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Obrigada Paulo. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> amo-te muito muito coisa bunita.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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<br />
Rita, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Better Days.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 05:11:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And you asked me what I want this year<br />
And I'll try to make this kind and clear<br />
Just a chance that maybe<br />
We'll find better days<br />
<br />
'Cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings<br />
Designer love and empty things<br />
Just a chance that maybe<br />
We'll find better days<br />
<br />
So take these words<br />
And sing out loud<br />
'Cause tonight's the night<br />
The world begins again<br />
<br />
I need someplace simple where we could live<br />
And something only you could give<br />
And that's faith and trust and peace while we're<br />
Alive<br />
<br />
And the one poor child who saved this world<br />
There's 10 million more who probably could<br />
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them<br />
<br />
I wish everyone was loved tonight<br />
And somehow stop this endless fight<br />
Just a chance that maybe we'll<br />
Find better days<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /><br />
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"Better Days" <br />
The Goo Goo Dolls ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>..................................................</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 06:15:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Ironia...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 12:49:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Será a felicidade um ponto ao qual chegamos sem saber?<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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A minha...chegou. <br />
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E chegou por ti, por mim, por nós. <br />
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Amo-te Paulo. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> Rita ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Começo...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 14:57:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Premoditado ou não... é um começo. <br />
Trágico, poderá ser talvez.<br />
Arriscado...sim.<br />
Promíscuo... naquele mistério sedutor, naquela fuga inesperada de sentimentos.<br />
Quanta suposição e nenhuma certeza... <br />
Ilusões?? <br />
Riscos??<br />
Desafios...<br />
<br />
Oh...que bem sabe um desafio...aquele ambicioso toque de quem tem fome de viver.. e de nunca ser saciado...<br />
<br />
<br />
Magia <br />
Estou pronta... <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Dear Diary...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Apr 2006 15:21:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Deito-me... repleta de desejos e sonhos... onde o nunca começa... e o tudo acaba. <br />
Perco-me na imensidão das coisas que insisto em pertencerem-me, em mim mesma. E olho tão cá dentro o horizonte que existe em mim. <br />
É a felicidade de existir em pensamento, alma e coração infinitos. É a felicidade de saber que tento ser feliz na minha complicada e desajeitada maneira de o ser! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Tudo se trnsforma à minha volta. O meu mundo...eu própria. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Current status: none.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 06:18:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hoje, sinto-me infinitamente...vazia.<br />
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Por vezes acontece que não somos perfeitos, apesar de ser essa a ambição que nos move...<br />
<br />
Hoje não me sinto ninguém. <br />
<br />
Hoje vivo para encarar a realidade. <br />
<br />
Hoje não sinto que seja capaz.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>I'm Not Open To Any Points Of Personal Privilege.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 06:19:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *****<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" />*****<br />
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Who wants to live anyway?<br />
<br />
Who wants to feel the same routine?<br />
<br />
Who wants to look at the mirror and see the same old face, the same old things, the same old habits? <br />
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Who wants to change? <br />
<br />
I do.<br />
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I want to.<br />
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I really must to.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/please.gif" width="15" height="22" alt=":please:" title="Please" />Respect my silence<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/please.gif" width="15" height="22" alt=":please:" title="Please" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Frases Soltas.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 06:47:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Mas não apresses os teus passos; é melhor que a jornada demore muitos anos e o teu barco só ancore na ilha quando já tiveres enriquecido com o que conheceste no caminho.<br />
(...)<br />
Não estarão no teu caminho se não os levares na tua alma, se a tua alma não os colocar diante dos teus passos." <br />
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Koustantinos Karafis<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose" /> Rita ]]></description>
                <author>~WarmSoul</author>
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                <title>Honest questions...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 18:33:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Can you see the honest questions in my heart this hour?<br />
Im opening like a flower to the rain<br />
And do you know<br />
The silent sorrows of a never ending journey through the pain<br />
<br />
Do you see a brighter day for me?<br />
Another day for me?<br />
Another day?<br />
A day?<br />
Do you wonder whats in store for me?<br />
The cure for me?<br />
The way?<br />
<br />
Oh look down and see the tears Ive cried <br />
The lives Ive lived<br />
The deaths Ive died<br />
You died them too<br />
And all for me<br />
And you say:<br />
<br />
I will pour my water down<br />
Upon a thirsty barren land <br />
And streams will flow from the dust of<br />
Your bruised and broken soul<br />
You will grow like the grass<br />
Upon the fertile plains of asia<br />
By the streams of living water<br />
You will grow<br />
You will grow<br />
<br />
Do you know <br />
My story from the start?<br />
And do you know me <br />
Like youve always told me?<br />
Do you see<br />
The whispers in my heart against your kindness <br />
Do you see?<br />
<br />
Do you see a brighter day for me?<br />
Another day for me?<br />
Another day?<br />
A day?<br />
Do you wonder whats in store for me?<br />
The cure for me?<br />
The way?<br />
<br />
Oh look down and see the tears Ive cried <br />
The lives Ive lived<br />
The deaths Ive died<br />
You died them too<br />
And all for me<br />
And you say:<br />
<br />
I will pour my water down<br />
Upon a thirsty barren land <br />
And streams will flow from the dust of<br />
Your bruised and broken soul<br />
You will grow like the grass<br />
Upon the fertile plains of asia<br />
By the streams of living water<br />
You will grow<br />
You will grow<br />
<br />
<br />
"Honest Questions"<br />
<br />
Daniel Bedingfield<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> ]]></description>
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