<?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-755947863436926938</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:46:06.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>???DÚVIDAS???</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-1716683444951689670</id><published>2009-01-08T11:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:51:31.777-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DESCOBRI Q AMO&lt;br /&gt;SOH AGORA, MAS DESCOBRI&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI SER INDIFERENTE&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI SER ATEU&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI SER O QUE NÃO ERA&lt;br /&gt;ATEH CHEGAR AO PONTO EM QUE TIVE QUEW ADMITIR ..... EW AMO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..AMO PESSOAS Q PARTIRAM P SEMPRE&lt;br /&gt;PESSOAS Q PARTIRAM P VOLTAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO MEWS AMIGOS ...AH... E TAMBEM DESCOBRI Q TENHO AMIGOS.... TENTEI NÃO TE-LOS .... NÃO CONSEGUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO MINHA PROFISSÃO&lt;br /&gt;MESMO MUITAS PESSOAS DIZENDO Q ISSO NÃO EH UMA PROFISSÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO A CHUVA&lt;br /&gt;AMO O SOL TAMBEM VAI....&lt;br /&gt;MS NADA COMO A LUA&lt;br /&gt;COMO A NOITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO A COMPANHIA , AMO A SOLIDÃO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.NÃO CONSEGUI SER O QUE TENTEI,,,&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI NÃO ATENDER O TELEFONE...&lt;br /&gt; MSM TENDO CERTEZA QUEM ERA...&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI DIZER NÃO&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI IGNORAR&lt;br /&gt;NÃO CONSIGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRENDI A CONVIVER COM OS DEFEITOS DAS PESSOAS Q ME CERCAM&lt;br /&gt;APRENDI A CONTAR ATEHJ 10,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A RESPIRAR FUNDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRENDI Q TENHO MUITO A APRENDER COM TODOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENTEI TE ODIAR D-US, VOCê SABE DISSO, SERIA HIPOCRITA SE DISESSE Q NÃO, TENTEI TE MANDAR EMBORA, MAS SENTI SUA MÃO, SINTO AGORA Q ESCREVO ISSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E POR ULTIMO&lt;br /&gt;AMO VOCê TABM&lt;br /&gt;NOSSOS APELIDOS SECRETOS&lt;br /&gt;NOSSOS DEVANEIOS&lt;br /&gt;NOSSOS MOMENTOS&lt;br /&gt;NOSSOS SEGREDOS&lt;br /&gt;NOSSAS RISADAS&lt;br /&gt;O JEITO Q COMBINAMOS&lt;br /&gt;E QUE NOS ATRAIMOS MSM TENTANDO FUGIR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-1716683444951689670?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/1716683444951689670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=1716683444951689670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/1716683444951689670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/1716683444951689670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2009/01/descobri-q-amo-soh-agora-mas-descobri.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-8092636888820771927</id><published>2009-01-06T10:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:13:36.025-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VIVEREI SEMPRE PROCURANDO RESPOSTAS.....VIVEREI NUMA INTROSPECÇÃO Q AS VEZES VAI TE INCOMODAR&lt;br /&gt;O QUE MAIS IMPORTA: NUNCA FIKAREI NO MEIO, EM CIMA DO MURO, DEFENDEREI AKILO Q ACREDITO, AKELES Q AMO, SEMPRE, COM TODAS MINHAS ARMAS.SEM MEIO TERMO&lt;br /&gt;DE UM EXTREMO AO OUTRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMPRE&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA DEIXAREI UMA DECISÃO PRA DEPOIS&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA DEIXAREI DECIDIREM POR MIM.&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA DEIXAREI PENSAREM POR MIM.&lt;br /&gt;EXPOREI MINHAS CICATRIZES, SEMPRE, CADA UMA ACOMPANHADA DE UMA HISTÓRIA.&lt;br /&gt;CHORAREI QUANDO ME DER VONTADE, ENXUGAREI AS LÁGRIMAS, LIMPAREI OS OLHOS QUANDO EMBAÇADOS PELO SANGUE DOS ESPINHOS DESSA MINHA COROA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TE DAREI SONHOS, TE ENCHEREI DE ILUSÕES, PORQUE EH DISSO Q DEPENDE A FELICIDADE, VIVEREMOS EM DEVANEIOS, PAGAREMOS TODOS OS PREÇOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AMARIA, SE OUSASSE, SE AMASSE DE VERDADE APENAS VOARIA COMIGO P QQER LUGAR, SE ENTREGARIA TODA, SEM MEDOS, SEM RESERVAS, PROVARIA DA MINHA CUMPLICIDADE, DA MINHA DUPLICIDADE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUSAS?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; RESISTIREI À POSSIBILIDADE DE NÃO CRIAR LAÇOS, DE NÃO ME ENVOLVER, DE CRIAR UMA FALSA LIBERDADE, SIMPLESMENTE POR NÃO ME MACHUCAR, AO CONTRÁRIO, VIVEREI INTENSAMENTE, FAREI O IMPOSSIVEL, AMAREI COMO SE NUNCA TIVESSE AMADO, COMO SE NUNCA TIVESSE SIDO AMADO, E NO FIM, QUANDO CHEGAR O FIM, SEREI INESKECIVEL EM SUA VIDA.... EM CADA GESTO, EM CADA DETALHE, TENTARA FUGIR, MAS SEMPRE VERA MEUS OLHOS, SENTIRA MEU CHEIRO, E OUVIRA MINHA VOZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E NO FINAL, QUEM PERDEU????.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-8092636888820771927?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/8092636888820771927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=8092636888820771927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/8092636888820771927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/8092636888820771927'/><link 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ALMA&lt;br /&gt;SENTI A DOR&lt;br /&gt;SENTI MEDO&lt;br /&gt;SENTI RAIVA&lt;br /&gt;SENTI VONTADE DE QUEBRAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME SINTO MAIS FORTE&lt;br /&gt;ME SINTO COMPLETO&lt;br /&gt;ME SINTO LIVRE&lt;br /&gt;ME SINTO SOH MAS&lt;br /&gt;ME SINTO BEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTRANHO AINDA EH ACORDAR&lt;br /&gt;ESTRANHO AINDA EH TENTAR DORMIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTRANHO EH TER ACHADO FORÇAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTRANHO EH SENTIR DESEJO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SOLO PROIBIDO&lt;br /&gt;O OLHAR DIFERENTE&lt;br /&gt;O SONO PESADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SONHO Q TRAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FORÇA Q TENHO HOJE&lt;br /&gt;N SEI DA ONDE VEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH SOH METADE DE MIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A OUTRA VEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIS UMA VEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECENDO SUAS TEIAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANESTESIADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTORPECIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUANDO= QUEIMANDO = VENCENDO = PROVANDO = SEGUINDO =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-5423344351925211722?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/5423344351925211722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=5423344351925211722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/5423344351925211722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/5423344351925211722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/12/senti-queimar-senti-pulsar-senti-arder.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-7768584319488294610</id><published>2008-12-26T15:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:00:07.908-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MEW CORPO TODO DOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;PARECE Q AS VEZES VOU EXPLODIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;NÃO CONSIGO COMER ALGO SUBSTANCIAL HA MTS DIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AS VEZES ME PEGO CHORANDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AS VEZES ME PEGO ORANDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;NÃO TENHO FEITO NADA A NÃO SER JOGADO TEMPO E DINHEIRO FORA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AS VEZES QUERO TD MUNDO AO MEW LADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AS VEZES QUERO FIKAR SOZINHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MAS SOU GRATO A TNT PREOCUPAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ESTOU TENTANDO DISFARÇAR COM UM SORRISO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MAS ESTOU SENDO FALSO E ODEIO ISSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;POUQUISSIMAS VEZES DESDE ENTÃO TENHO TIDO UM UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;RARAS VEZES TENHO VONTADE DE FAZER ALGUMA COISA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;N LARGO MEW CELULAR ESPERANDO VC ME LIGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;PERDI SEIS KILOS..... EM 11 DIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;PROCURO MINHA FÉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;PROCURO UM MOTIVO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TOMO UMA DUZIA DE BANHOS POR DIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;N VJ A HORA DE CORTAR ESSA BARBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TEM VARIOS ANJOS CUIDANDO DE MIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-7768584319488294610?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-3790093883299013476</id><published>2008-12-26T15:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:44:25.546-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E EU PENSEI Q AGUENTAVA TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI Q FOSSE FORTE E ND IRIA ME ABALAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI ESTAR ACIMA DE TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI TER UM ANJO INVENCIVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI Q AGORA TUNHA ACERTADO A ESTRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PEGO O TREM CERTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI Q TINHA A FORÇA DE DOIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI ESTAR PRONTO P QND VIESSE A TORMENTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI PODER RIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PENSEI SER MELHOR Q VC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MAS APENAS P TE AJUDAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AGORA ESTOU NO CHÃO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NÃO CONSIGO LEVANTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"O MAL Q TEMIA ME SOBREVEIO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ME SINTO COMO JÓ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TIRARAM-ME TD O Q TINHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MINHA LUZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MEW FAROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MINHA ESPERANÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MINHA MULHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MINHA AMANTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MINHA FILHA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MEU ANJO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MEU APOIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MEW SENTIDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E EW SOH PODERIA PODER TENTAR CONSERTAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-3790093883299013476?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/3790093883299013476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=3790093883299013476' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/3790093883299013476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/3790093883299013476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/12/e-eu-pensei-q-aguentava-tudo-pensei-q.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-2100063821379093698</id><published>2008-12-26T14:39:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:12:31.948-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A FALTA Q VC FAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A DOR Q ISSO TD CAUSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OLHO NO ESPELHO PROCURANDO PORQUÊS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ACORDO A NOITE PROCURANDO VC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TINHAMOS UM MUNDO MELHOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TINHAMOS SONHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TINHAMOS FILHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TANTOS COMO DEIXAVAMOS CONQUISTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ERAMOS INVENCIVEIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ERAMOS QUEM QUERIAMOS SER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TALVEZ MENOS NOS MESMOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ERAMOS PETER E SININHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ERAMOS DRACULA E MINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MENOS NOS MESMOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DEVIA TER PERCEBIDO ANTES EM VC A VONTADE DE SER REAL AS VEZES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DEVIA TER PERCEBIDO QUANDO INVEJAVA A LIBERDADE ALHEIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;QUANDO DESEJAVA ASAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E TERIAMOS VOADO JUNTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;POREM VC ME FEZ MUDAR TANTAS COISAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E POR VC MUDARIA MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FALTOU CONVERSARMOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW TE OUVIR E VC FALAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FALTOU UM POUCO MAIS DE CUMPLICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SABE Q MELHORAMOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SABE Q PODEMOS MELHORAR MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NUNCA DEIXAMOS DE MELHORAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PORQUE HA AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E O AMOR TUDO PODE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DEIXO VOCE MUDAR TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MENOS QUANDO DISSEMOS Q DEUS FOI Q NOS UNIU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OU ENTÃO DEUS ME ABANDONOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A MERCE DE UM ANJO ESCARNECEDOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PORQUE ORO TNT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PQ TENHO RESPOSTAS:?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NÃO SOU NENHUM GAROTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CONHEÇO A  VOZ DELE , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OU TEM ALGUEM A IMITANDO MT BEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E DUVIDO DISSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-2100063821379093698?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-6163389237011949332</id><published>2008-12-26T13:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:02:36.294-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Um pouco de paz de espirito, é o que tenho buscado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tem sido dias atipicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dias complicados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Muita coisa tem vindo na minha mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Como vinho guardado ha anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Li "Carta a meu Pai" de kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E fikei com vergonha de mim mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Quem leu sabe o que estou dizendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nada como o sofrimento para abrir nossos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Para nos fazer crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Não é o tempo em si, e sim o sofrimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tantas respostas que sempre procurei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Vieram como correnteza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Impossivel de nadar contra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Como um dique q se rachou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Como tempestade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;D-us tem agido estranho comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tenho apenas esperado e confiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Como a tempos n fazia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Esperado e confiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Algumas vezes nos resta tão pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E outras n nos resta nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-6163389237011949332?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-4750589719518626772</id><published>2008-12-26T10:46:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:53:40.672-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;DAS IST DIE MORGEN DANACH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;          Tenho amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;          Amigos q não se preocupam com mew jeito relapso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q deixaram sua familia no Natal para fikar comigo um pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q me ligam de madrugada para perguntar se estou bem, se quero dar uma volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q não ligam pro tamanho da minha barba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q não querem me ver mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bem q eles tentam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q parecem olhar alem do q posso ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Que nunca me disseram p te eskecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;que nunca me encorajaram a desistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Que nunca me levam p caminho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Pq sabem q ainda te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q me poem na garupa da sua moto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;E me levam p qqer lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;P me fazer eskecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q eskecem q não bebo e me trazem bebida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q me mandam mensagem de natal atrasadissimas ( mas n hora q mais preciso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q respondem mews emails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q nk vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amigos q apesar de toda aparencia veem em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Alguem q gostaria de ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;obrigado pela força&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ew sempre estarei aki tbm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A qqer hora.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;" Em todo tempo ama o amigo, e na angustia nascera o irmão&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-4750589719518626772?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/4750589719518626772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=4750589719518626772' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/4750589719518626772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/4750589719518626772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/12/das-ist-die-morgen-danach.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-8138534429766533859</id><published>2008-07-30T11:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:19:28.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EU NUNCA DESISTIREI, VENHA O QUE VIER, NUNCA VOU DESISTIR, POSSO ATÉ ME DESANIMAR, DUVIDAR, CHORAR ESCONDIDO, CHORAR NA SUA FRENTE, TER UM ATAQUE, MAS NUNCA VOU DESISTIR; NADA VAI ME TIRAR O GOSTO DA VITÓRIA, DE NOS FAZER RIR JUNTOS, DE UM DIA OLHAR PRA TRÁS E VER TUDO O QUE PASSAMOS JUNTOS, DE ACHAR UM SENTIDO PRA ISSO TUDO, UM SENTIDO PRA CORRER TANTO, CHEGAR AO FIM DO DIA TÃO CANSADO A PONTO DE DORMIR IGUAL CRIANÇA DE BOCA ABERTA,  POR ISSO TUDO EU NUNCA DESISTIREI, DAS MINHAS LUTAS, DA MINHA FÉ,  DO MEU AMOR ( sempre ao meu lado ), DOS MEUS SONHOS, DAS MINHAS CRENÇAS.,  E ATÉ DAS MINHAS DÚVIDAS,  ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-8138534429766533859?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/8138534429766533859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=8138534429766533859' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/8138534429766533859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/8138534429766533859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/07/eu-nunca-desistirei-venha-o-que-vier.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-5042344551428574206</id><published>2008-06-30T09:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:00:24.761-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Há homens que lutam um dia, e são bons; há homens que lutam por um ano, e são melhores; há homens que lutam por vários anos, e são muito bons; há outros que lutam durante toda a vida, esses são imprescindíveis."   Bertold Brecht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;... e eu me lembro de ouvi-lo me chamar no corredor entre nossos quartos, com um sorriso malandro no canto da boca, que queria dizer muita coisa, eram quase 4 meses sem andar, sem forças numa cama, eu nunca o tinha visto doente até então, mas o vi adoecer e enfraquecer gradativamente, o via cada vez mais magro, mas recusava aceitar, trabalhou até quando não conseguia mais, ai veio para casa, ficou internado, passou por uma cirurgia e depois não falava, não andava, não sorria, mas pouco a pouco foi se recuperando, depois de muita insistência conseguimos uma prorrogação de Deus, e ele saiu do hospital, voltou para casa, ainda tínhamos o que aprender; e ele estava lá, em pé, exatamente como eu tinha sonhado, (acreditem ou não), voltou a andar, a sorrir, a falar, então começou uma luta contra o que já tinha afligido seus irmãos mais velhos e com certeza "o mal que temia lhe sobreveio" , a custa de muitos remédios e orações, por mais ambíguo que isso pareça ser, foi se recuperando, chegou até a passear sozinho pela cidade, cozinhar, pegar ônibus, mas tinha um sonho maior, voltar a trabalhar, foram mais seis meses depois que voltou a andar, sempre lutando, nunca se rendendo; a última vez que o vi foi numa sexta a tarde, eu não conseguia sair da sala onde ele estava internado de novo, voltei três vezes com um aperto no peito, e na terceira vez ele me fez um sinal de positivo com um esboço de "um sorriso malandro no canto da boca..." e Deus o chamou para si...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-5042344551428574206?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/5042344551428574206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=5042344551428574206' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/5042344551428574206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/5042344551428574206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-1434776663542527798</id><published>2008-06-26T10:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:50:31.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SGOem2wEEXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yVEJ6SC0C7w/s1600-h/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216187183794491762" style="FLOAT: left; 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   É estranho como a medida que vou ficando mais velho, tenho mais dúvidas, talvez amadurecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;seja isso, não ter certeza, não saber ao certo, e talvez isso seja bom, pois nos livramos de preconceitos e estejamos mais abertos a aprender, e aprender sempre é bom, não saber e querer aprender é bom, mas a medida que aprendemos trazemos à luz nossas ignorancias e quanto mais buscamos saber mais sofremos, então a felicidade algumas vezes está na ignorancia, ou não, não tenho certeza, em alguns momentos sou feliz, e, se não soubesse de algumas coisas que sei, talvez fosse feliz em mais momentos, crianças são felizes porque não sabem, não sabem que seus pais um dia morrerão, não sabem que um dia aqueles que mais considerarão serão os que lhes decepcionarão, não sabem que podem ficar doentes e depender de alguem um dia como se fossem crianças de novo, não sabem que incomodam, quando incomodam, se incomodam, não tem medo, o medo vem a medida que conhecem a dor, então começamos a ser infelizes, então o que nos resta??  tentar fazer alguém feliz, talvez, e talvez a felicidade seja semear em vento contrário, só talvez, porque como disse, tenho muitas dúvidas......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;....." se não forem como crianças, não poderão entrar no reino de Deus..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-6517336739753346093?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/6517336739753346093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=6517336739753346093' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/6517336739753346093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/6517336739753346093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/06/estranho-como-medida-que-vou-ficando.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755947863436926938.post-2759154314718724998</id><published>2008-06-19T09:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:14:40.652-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SFpbsquYTjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KZ9cQS9pO7o/s1600-h/ATgAAADj7d_EWGJk1gT30ZfTuLJQSwQ7xqpsdHwYOsT_8UKaePZ5eC6jEM-UfgnMhu8XCdhk8VZ8Ne1xNVSdiIbHx5SpAJtU9VCQb7vGmbhM9Ezk3VXgrXQykENWYA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580341575962162" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Cansada, mais do que dos outros, sua atitudes e defeitos, de si mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;de sua proscratinação e obtusidade, de ser relapso ao extremo, de&lt;br /&gt;fazer de novo, e de novo errado.&lt;br /&gt; Deve haver um dreno para nossa alma, que nos livre de nos encharcarmos de&lt;br /&gt;nossa propria sujeira, de nossa propria hipocrisia, um dreno que nos exponha todo&lt;br /&gt;dia nossa propria vergonha e mediocridade.&lt;br /&gt; Deve haver um Deus, acima desse deus que mora em nosso umbigo, que é justo e&lt;br /&gt;imparcial e que não se sujeita se moldar a nossa mesquinhez.&lt;br /&gt; Todos temos que ter um motivo mais forte, que nos faça querer de novo,&lt;br /&gt;tentar de novo, que nos faça voltar pra casa, deitar, dormir e saber que no dia seguinte,&lt;br /&gt;vai começar tudo de novo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU TENHO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/755947863436926938-6206127191476014006?l=valmirowisk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/feeds/6206127191476014006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=755947863436926938&amp;postID=6206127191476014006' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/6206127191476014006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/755947863436926938/posts/default/6206127191476014006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valmirowisk.blogspot.com/2008/06/deve-em-algum-lugar-haver-descanso-para.html' title=''/><author><name>VALMIR MACHADO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15798206701829247761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iOGESrmvgsQ/SVT-Q9956RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dcx0gh7po3o/S220/ATgAAACAycFmUmQs5dWqEDfY0VbsBRjdgDyLctFowi7IpcBumt07vXdFjXo98o1_QHzVkcb5Fdqaa336aRZPIbtFgeqOAJtU9VDb3ImeYFjOuajpUO0Gmk5e12GRwQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
