<?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-7272037093746059542</id><updated>2012-01-22T16:01:48.263-02:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Daniel Braga ~</title><subtitle type='html'>'A PALAVRA É PRATA, O SILÊNCIO É OURO.'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-640489548636693396</id><published>2012-01-21T17:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:21:46.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>160. Seguir Em Frente (We Just Go On)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É triste ver quando algo acaba e não há outra saída.É triste dizer que é preciso seguir em frente por mais que se queira insistir naquilo. Esse ano meu blog será para mim como uma espécie de reabilitação. Vou desintoxicar minha alma transpondo em palavras meus sentimentos mais devastadores; meus pensamentos mais obscuros, e para isso um fundo claro para contrastar com a escuridão das palavras.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretendo esse ano usar meus artifícios, gastar todos os meus truques, porém de forma sábia para que ao final você entenda exatamente o que eu quis com isso tudo. Pois quando alguma coisa na vida dá errado, nós simplesmente seguimos em frente, não é mesmo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When things go wrong; we just go on."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-640489548636693396?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/640489548636693396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=640489548636693396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/640489548636693396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/640489548636693396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2012/01/160-seguir-em-frente-we-just-go-on.html' title='160. Seguir Em Frente (We Just Go On)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2493935552142500005</id><published>2011-12-24T18:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:00:04.666-02:00</updated><title type='text'>159. (In)Completo (Bye Bye Good Year)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esse post, originalmente tinha o nome oposto - Completo - mas resolvi mudar, pois as coisas mudam com o passar do tempo, por menor tempo que seja.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como venho dizendo há algum tempo, não posso exigir nada mais do Papai do Céu para o ano de 2011, conquistei todas as coisas que eu havia planejado, incluindo aquelas que eu achei que não fosse conseguir. Dentre elas, bens materiais e crescimento pessoal e profissional. Porém no amor... bem, por isso o nome desse post.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainda me encontro incompleto. Um homem pode ter tudo, mas sem amor ele nada é. E eu não estou pedindo aos céus um amor, mas apenas deixando minha sugestão para o próximo ano... Será pedir demais? Pra quem ficou por baixo recentemente e quase cancelou o blog de vez... talvez até seja.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, por aqui encerro as atividades. Desejo a todos boas festas e um ano novo cheio de realizações. E que eu tenha fôlego para mais um ano na blogosfera. Por enquanto tirarei férias, longas férias...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mas sem você meu mundo fica incompleto..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2493935552142500005?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2493935552142500005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2493935552142500005&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2493935552142500005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2493935552142500005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/12/159-incompleto-bye-bye-good-year.html' title='159. (In)Completo (Bye Bye Good Year)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5254753912370992605</id><published>2011-12-18T23:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:57.796-02:00</updated><title type='text'>158. De Improviso (Improvised Life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De improviso eu decidi acordar pra vida e descobrir o que ela, ainda, pode me oferecer. Então passei a olhar tudo por perspectivas diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De improviso eu decidi esquecer e tentar fazer novas lembranças pra recordar e sorrir. Então comecei a ser mais sociável com o próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o tempo foi passando, passando e eu não consigo tirar aquilo que persiste em ficar na minha cabeça. Ecoando como o som do vento, como o uivo do lobo, como o barulho da chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E de improviso eu planejo viver, não sei até quando, mas que dure enquanto estiver me fazendo ficar com a consciência tranquila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Eu disse: Adeus! Já vou com os meus numa turnê..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5254753912370992605?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5254753912370992605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5254753912370992605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5254753912370992605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5254753912370992605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/12/158-de-improviso-improvised-life.html' title='158. De Improviso (Improvised Life)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8822366203667146263</id><published>2011-12-12T10:27:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:48.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'>157. Eu Não Sei Sambar (Much More Than Samba)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A música começou a tocar e eu fui me aproximando na esperança de tentar me enquadrar entre os demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Logo percebi que aquilo não me contagiava como aos outros. E um sentimento de não-pertence se instalou em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Diga, espelho meu, por quê é que eu não sei sambar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Na esperança de reaver você, eu me esforcei mais... Mas meus pés pareciam não me responder. Minhas mãos trêmulas e suadas talvez tenham sido o motivo d'eu não ter ido falar contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Diga, espelho meu, por quê é que eu não sei sambar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Queria eu ter uma pedra de alquimia para poder encontrar a panaceia que encerraria meus males."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8822366203667146263?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8822366203667146263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8822366203667146263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8822366203667146263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8822366203667146263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/12/157-eu-nao-sei-sambar-much-more-than.html' title='157. Eu Não Sei Sambar (Much More Than Samba)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-885659953751359253</id><published>2011-12-06T09:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:39.207-02:00</updated><title type='text'>156. Espacial (Nothern Lights)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Azul cintilante, escuridão rodeante... E eu perco todo o ar, mas ainda posso respirar.&amp;nbsp;Imensidão negra vestindo as cores do fogo que queima cruzando o nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aqui, onde eu posso voar, onde eu posso ver tudo aquilo que eu sempre achei que fosse impossível, está faltando você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eu queria poder te mostrar como daqui de cima tudo fica mais brilhante. Onde os corações cantam canções de ninar e as luzes ao norte sempre estão lá para nos guiar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Queria você aqui, e então brincaríamos com as estrelas e a grande lua no céu pendurada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"But forgive me for thinking it'd be nice with you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-885659953751359253?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/885659953751359253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=885659953751359253&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/885659953751359253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/885659953751359253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/12/156-espacial-nothern-lights.html' title='156. Espacial (Nothern Lights)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5221642559277089807</id><published>2011-11-26T19:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:30.282-02:00</updated><title type='text'>155. Only Know You in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanna close my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanna keep on touch with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's turn off the lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't say a word let's just do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Cause baby I only know you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every single part of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We gotta touch, touch too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It gets better if we touch together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's touch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your abdomen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your d!¢&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We gotta touch... Touch too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your thighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your pü$$!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It gets better if we touch together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We gotta touch, touch to feel more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Cause I love to love you with lights off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Apague as luzes... Eu tenho um plano..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5221642559277089807?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5221642559277089807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5221642559277089807&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5221642559277089807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5221642559277089807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/11/155-only-know-you-in-dark.html' title='155. Only Know You in the Dark'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5368633733371052171</id><published>2011-11-19T09:32:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:21.019-02:00</updated><title type='text'>154. Petite (Grão de Areia)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je suis petite.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je suis un grain de sable dans le désert. Et parfois, quand je me perds, je regarde mes photos essayant de se rappeler qui je suis vraiment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Les larmes qui coulent se noyer dans la beauté de la tragédie. La fenêtre du passé est mon &lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;voeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pieux.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je suis petite.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je suis une gotte dans l'océan. Regardant ver le bas ici tout est très différent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oui, je suis petite mais je suis un citoyen du monde.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Et des petits colis sont les meilleurs parfums..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5368633733371052171?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5368633733371052171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5368633733371052171&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5368633733371052171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5368633733371052171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/11/154-petite-grao-de-areia.html' title='154. Petite (Grão de Areia)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6171254495435365841</id><published>2011-11-13T12:33:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:11.910-02:00</updated><title type='text'>153. Smells Like You (Aonde Você Foi?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time is running faster and faster; and it smells like you are already here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know a place where we should go, baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I could immortalize everything I know of you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I just can't get through&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Cause I can smell your perfume...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When are you gonna come?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a new technique we can use...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could be kissing you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But instead I'm missing you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where did you go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Cause it smells like you're not gonna show...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So here I am creating desperate love songs to make me feel like I'm not alone".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6171254495435365841?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6171254495435365841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6171254495435365841&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6171254495435365841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6171254495435365841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/11/153-smells-like-you-aonde-voce-foi.html' title='153. Smells Like You (Aonde Você Foi?)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2246144033140681165</id><published>2011-11-05T22:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:59:01.672-02:00</updated><title type='text'>152. Quiero Sonreír</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yo quiero volver a sonreír y olvidarme de las lágrimas que un día me han hecho daño...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quiero sonreír para fingir que no te extraño...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sé que te gusta el brillo de mis ojos cuando te veo y de mi boca cuando digo "Te Amo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si sonrío es para hacerte sonreír porque me encanta tu sonrisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Solo quiero volver a saber de ti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2246144033140681165?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2246144033140681165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2246144033140681165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2246144033140681165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2246144033140681165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/11/152-quiero-sonreir.html' title='152. Quiero Sonreír'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8720743066596530774</id><published>2011-10-29T17:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:58:49.898-02:00</updated><title type='text'>151. Escravos (Slaves of the World)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O ser humano tenta, mas é fato que não conseguimos largar nossa cultura, nossa origem. Somos escravos. E cada vez mais escravos das nossas vontades, de nossos sonhos, de nossa tecnologia, de nossos sentimentos, vamos nos destruindo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Essa escravidão só serve para demonstrar como somos carentes, de sentimento, de atenção, de emoção, de dinheiro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Então, vamos todos continuar afundando nesse poço sem fim que nos mantém presos, mas, até quando?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem será que pode me vender um pouco de qualquer artifício mágico da sorte?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8720743066596530774?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8720743066596530774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8720743066596530774&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8720743066596530774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8720743066596530774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/10/151-escravos-slaves-of-world.html' title='151. Escravos (Slaves of the World)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2480384139578112013</id><published>2011-10-22T09:26:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:58:41.045-02:00</updated><title type='text'>150. A Luz (The Light)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...E foi quando eu me vi despedaçando o momento em que eu descobri que existe uma luz que conserta e junta os pedaços quebrados. Deitado sobre as cinzas das flores que um dia eu cultivei, a mesma Luz que me cegava os olhos me curava as feridas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas, dentre todas as coisas que a luz me proporcionou, a melhor foi o sentimento, a sensação indescritível de simplesmente ser.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora, já não tenho mais medo de caminhar em direção à luz, mesmo com toda cegueira, eu fico tranquilo, pois sei de suas reais intenções...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So I'll follow you into the light..."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-2480384139578112013?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2480384139578112013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2480384139578112013&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2480384139578112013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2480384139578112013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/10/150-luz-light.html' title='150. A Luz (The Light)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1529370096117191138</id><published>2011-10-15T16:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:58:29.020-02:00</updated><title type='text'>149. Só Por Isso… (Look After Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olhe por mim quem quer que você seja, e eu prometo apreciar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envie-me orações e boas vibrações.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um dia, aonde quer que você esteja eu prometo também estar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só pra te contemplar e sorrir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faça um pedido por tudo aquilo que almeja e, talvez, as estrelas possam te ajudar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só por se sentirem admiradas por você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abra os braços, mesmo pr'aquilo que você não veja e, quem sabe, o vento não lhe dê a sensação de voar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só por perceber-te pedindo um abraço.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olhe por mim. Ore por mim. Mesmo que eu não saiba quem você seja, talvez eu possa só por isso te amar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"E só por isso... Viver amando..."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-1529370096117191138?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1529370096117191138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1529370096117191138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1529370096117191138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1529370096117191138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/10/149-so-por-isso-look-after-me.html' title='149. Só Por Isso… (Look After Me)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2383553570384828776</id><published>2011-10-08T19:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:58:19.276-02:00</updated><title type='text'>148. Sobrevivo? (Who's To Say No?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Muitos imprevistos começaram a acontecer. Me tomando o tempo, me levando a saúde, me tirando a paciência. E eu, só estou escrevendo para aliviar a dor, a ansiedade, o descontentamento com os fatos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sobrevivo ao choque, ao trauma e à todas as imperfeições?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sobrevivo à angústia, às lembranças e às assombrações?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sobrevivo ao futuro, às pessoas e às lamentações?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"E quem vai dizer que não...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2383553570384828776?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2383553570384828776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2383553570384828776&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2383553570384828776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2383553570384828776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/10/148-sobrevivo-whos-to-say-no.html' title='148. Sobrevivo? (Who&apos;s To Say No?)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2181987042268202740</id><published>2011-10-04T00:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:58:08.370-02:00</updated><title type='text'>147. Nothing Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are many truths out there; but the thing is, you won't ever know it at all. I won't ever say it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's nothing better than a good lie for me. Oh, wait! Think I'm lying again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some says they don't lie; and I just don't buy it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's something natural, instinctive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do lie every single moment. Lie to you, to myself, to the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can we get over the lies? No, it's too late now. And we're used to lie and to be fooled.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh, tiny foolish heart, wish we could go back to the start..."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-2181987042268202740?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2181987042268202740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2181987042268202740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2181987042268202740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2181987042268202740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/10/147-nothing-better.html' title='147. Nothing Better'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2343151314361621957</id><published>2011-09-26T01:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:57:59.849-02:00</updated><title type='text'>146. Poesia Torta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gosto do gosto que me alivia o desgosto de ter que talvez um dia te abandonar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Traço um esboço linear do seu rosto toda vez que meu corpo quer te encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sustento a carência por pura demência, e de tanta insistência acabo por exercitar a paciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A sensação de abandono por quase um ano é o motivo por eu estar assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando perco meu sono já nem mais reclamo, aceito o drama do início ao fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez esteja em desuso essa minha técnica de poesia torta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas alguém uma vez me disse que tudo que um dia vai, sempre volta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2343151314361621957?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2343151314361621957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2343151314361621957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2343151314361621957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2343151314361621957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/09/146-poesia-torta.html' title='146. Poesia Torta'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7571310703860674741</id><published>2011-09-17T01:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:57:29.136-02:00</updated><title type='text'>145. Acelerado (Fast)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meus dias se tornaram minutos, simples, dinâmicos. Minhas atividades cotidianas estão sistemáticas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pessoas sentem minha falta, estranham minha ausência, querem saber por onde eu ando e eu prefiro até ignorar. Na verdade, eu prefiro nem pensar no que eu faria ou não se tivesse me importado com determinadas coisas, com determinadas pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sinto que, ultimamente, me conhecer é uma questão de &lt;strike&gt;sorte?&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;destino?&lt;/strike&gt; querer e me esquecer também é uma questão de querer &lt;strike&gt;se afastar&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estou contando os dias pra&amp;nbsp; esse acelerado ritmo terminar, mas sei que isso virá aos poucos, com&amp;nbsp; o tempo. Passo após passo, me aproximo das coisas que me propus a fazer e isso me anima, pois logo terei tempo pra iniciar novos projetos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"E quem me quiser, vai ter que me aceitar ACELERADO do jeito que eu sou..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7571310703860674741?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7571310703860674741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7571310703860674741&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7571310703860674741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7571310703860674741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/09/145-acelerado-faster.html' title='145. Acelerado (Fast)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8273053856542806647</id><published>2011-09-10T01:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:57:20.605-02:00</updated><title type='text'>144. Coração de Coelho (Final Sacrifice)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pode não parecer, mas imerso em toda a escuridão, luxúria e perversidade, há em mim um coração de coelho. Puro. Limpo. Disposto a sempre querer o bem, a sempre fazer o bem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tento erguer-me sob a luz. Olho ao redor, mas não consigo ver nada. Talvez seja um delírio. Mas sinto-me mais corajoso agora. Disposto. Preparado para o sacrifício final.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomai-o. És teu. Leve meu coração e use-o da melhor forma possível.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqui, deitado sobre essa mesa de sacrifício, sou incapaz de perceber quem é a oferta e quem é a faca. Mas peço, apenas, por um corte lento e profundo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Trasformai meu coração de coelho em um coração de leão..."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-8273053856542806647?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8273053856542806647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8273053856542806647&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8273053856542806647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8273053856542806647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/09/144-coracao-de-coelho-final-sacrifice.html' title='144. Coração de Coelho (Final Sacrifice)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3839478658212209901</id><published>2011-09-03T09:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:57:10.641-02:00</updated><title type='text'>143. Brinquedo (Someone Else’s Hands)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Incluíram-me no jogo, e esqueceram-se de dizer as regras. Senti-me um brinquedo nas mãos dos outros, e diante de tudo aquilo nada pude fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Usaram e abusaram de mim. Encolhi-me num canto tentando desaparecer, mas parece que não deu certo. Talvez tenha sido o brilho dos meus olhos que atraíram as atenções para mim, justo quando eu menos queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando eu decidi que não queria mais jogar era tarde, já me haviam transformado em uma estátua e eu não podia sair daquela situação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Vou com os outros pro abate..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3839478658212209901?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3839478658212209901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3839478658212209901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3839478658212209901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3839478658212209901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/09/143-brinquedo-someone-elses-hands.html' title='143. Brinquedo (Someone Else’s Hands)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-783711528833039849</id><published>2011-08-20T21:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:59.349-02:00</updated><title type='text'>142. Butterflies and Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wake up. Come out to see how beautiful the day is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Run under the sunlight and try to get me over the hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Put the biggest smile on your face and open your arms running round and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lie on the grass with me. Blue sky is over, so let's stare in wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't bother if you see grey clouds and it's starts to pour silver rain over you sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Cause after the storm you'll see the rainbow. And maybe butterflies and bees come around you to prove all around us is silver and gold today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"So please don't fuck this all up..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-783711528833039849?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/783711528833039849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=783711528833039849&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/783711528833039849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/783711528833039849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/08/142-butterflies-and-bees.html' title='142. Butterflies and Bees'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1753870345166564234</id><published>2011-08-13T00:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:48.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'>141. Você (Usted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me faz sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me faz pensar no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me dá forças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me faz me sentir mais homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me faz ter saudades do verão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você sabe que eu te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E a única coisa de ruim em você é o oceano atlântico que nos separa fisicamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas as lembranças são vivas e os sentimentos são fortes o suficiente pra me fazer te esperar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Hasta que llegues tu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1753870345166564234?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1753870345166564234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1753870345166564234&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1753870345166564234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1753870345166564234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/08/141-voce-usted.html' title='141. Você (Usted)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7821006413838154685</id><published>2011-08-06T20:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:36.584-02:00</updated><title type='text'>140. Guerra de Travesseiros (Pillow Fight)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Só tenho que te agradecer pelos bons momentos que você sempre me proporciona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando a saudade está no seu ápice e nos reencontramos, não existe espaço para brigas só para muito amor e carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obrigado por ser o melhor irmão e o melhor amigo sempre que eu preciso. Você parece sempre estar perto nas horas certas. E com certeza - SEMPRE - está nos meus pensamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essas nossas guerras de travesseiros nos renderão bons sorrisos quando nós estivermos mais velhos, tenho certeza. E que venham muito mais travesseiradas. Se forem com você, as travesseiradas serão bem recebidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Dedicado ao meu irmão &lt;u&gt;Eduardo Braga&lt;/u&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7821006413838154685?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7821006413838154685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7821006413838154685&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7821006413838154685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7821006413838154685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/08/140-guerra-de-travesseiros-pillow-fight.html' title='140. Guerra de Travesseiros (Pillow Fight)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5471731716849953887</id><published>2011-07-30T16:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:23.696-02:00</updated><title type='text'>139. Where Is My Mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been thinking about life these days... The sense of nothing made me collapse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I constantly try many tricks to fill these mental cracks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then I ask me: "Where is my mind?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I force myself to stay submerged more than I can stand... Where is my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I throw my body from the top of the mountain... Where is my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I play with the hottest flame... Where is my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I push the sharpest knife against my chest... Where is my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't judge me, it's just my way out to darkness when I don't know where my mind is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Tell me: Where is YOUR mind?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5471731716849953887?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5471731716849953887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5471731716849953887&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5471731716849953887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5471731716849953887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/07/139-where-is-my-mind.html' title='139. Where Is My Mind?'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3516259804179620229</id><published>2011-07-23T08:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:13.269-02:00</updated><title type='text'>138. Floresta (Exit Wounds)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha cabeça dói, minha visão está embaçada, fico chocado quando olho ao meu redor. Onde estou?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É tudo tão verde, tudo tão calmo e somente as batidas do meu coração quebram o silêncio dentro de mim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É tudo tão estranho, eu estou em choque, as folhas já caídas ao chão em contato com meu corpo desnudo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqui, sem minhas roupas, exponho as minhas cicatrizes. Marcas de muitas batalhas perceptíveis em meu rosto, mas ainda me sinto cru. Estou bem ferido e todos podem ver isso, milhares de pedaços de mim espalhados pela floresta que me rodeia. O que você fez comigo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The scars I'm keeping are exit wounds..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3516259804179620229?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3516259804179620229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3516259804179620229&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3516259804179620229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3516259804179620229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/07/138-floresta-exit-wounds.html' title='138. Floresta (Exit Wounds)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7933233676174588875</id><published>2011-07-16T01:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:02.850-02:00</updated><title type='text'>137. Arrepio (You Should But You Didn’t)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia ter me amado mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me dado mais valor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia ter me dito que naquela noite que eu te dei meu casaco, não era frio o motivo do seu arrepio, e sim, vontade de ficar abraçado comigo sob aquela noite carioca linda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia ter demorado menos pra se entregar a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia ter me sacaneado menos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia ter dito muito mais palavras bonitas pra mim do que sua voz permitiu que me dissesse aquela noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você devia, mas não o fez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Maybe it's just a little too late now..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7933233676174588875?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7933233676174588875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7933233676174588875&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7933233676174588875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7933233676174588875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/07/137-arrepio-you-should-but-you-didnt.html' title='137. Arrepio (You Should But You Didn’t)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4913416432659360225</id><published>2011-07-09T17:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:55:47.899-02:00</updated><title type='text'>136. Mural dos Sonhos (Dream Wall)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Essa semana eu terminei o meu mural dos sonhos, que consiste em fotos e imagens de lugares que eu pretendo visitar, das coisas que eu pretendo aprender e das coisas que eu pretendo fazer e ter, também.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resumindo a missa, o mural ficou lindo, ao meu ver. Eu pintei, customizei e no final percebi que os meus sonhos não cabem em mim. Meus sonhos não cabem aqui, comigo, onde eu habito.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eles são tantos e tão livres que cabe a eu correr atrás deles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #9fc5e8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv30zELNCJw/Thi8luPU1LI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TnyIPYz3BlE/s1600/Mural+dos+sonhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv30zELNCJw/Thi8luPU1LI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TnyIPYz3BlE/s320/Mural+dos+sonhos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"And afterl all... You just saw my dream wall..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4913416432659360225?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4913416432659360225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4913416432659360225&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4913416432659360225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4913416432659360225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/07/136-mural-dos-sonhos-dream-wall.html' title='136. Mural dos Sonhos (Dream Wall)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv30zELNCJw/Thi8luPU1LI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TnyIPYz3BlE/s72-c/Mural+dos+sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6344264058231325116</id><published>2011-07-02T09:00:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:55:08.533-02:00</updated><title type='text'>135. D.A.N.I.E.L (I Don’t Stop Believing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;urante toda a minha vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nsioso aguardei pelo meu sonho a se realizar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ada, até agora, aconteceu. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ncentivado por uma força que não sei explicar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;u continuo a seguir meus sonhos...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;eve o tempo que precisar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Eu Nunca Paro."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-6344264058231325116?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6344264058231325116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6344264058231325116&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6344264058231325116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6344264058231325116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/07/135-daniel-i-dont-stop-believing.html' title='135. D.A.N.I.E.L (I Don’t Stop Believing)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5620985085082859610</id><published>2011-06-25T15:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:52:42.700-02:00</updated><title type='text'>134. Se Eu Morrer Jovem (If I Die Young)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Se eu morrer jovem.... Bem, acho que já teria vivido o suficiente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas não ficaria satisfeito com as coisas que eu fiz, com as coisas que eu deixei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas independente do que aconteça, espero que você não fique ressentido comigo e, ao invés disso, me ajude a deixar para trás algumas razões para que eu seja lembrado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quanto você pagaria pelos meus pensamentos? Bem, não estou disposto a vendê-los e sim compartilhá-los, mas ninguém quer saber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O mais engraçado é que quando você está morto suas palavras parecem ter mais valor... Então acho que eu me enterrarei no cetim, e talvez você, um dia, irá se interessar pelas palavras que eu tanto prezo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Well I've had just enough time".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5620985085082859610?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5620985085082859610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5620985085082859610&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5620985085082859610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5620985085082859610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/06/134-se-eu-morrer-jovem-if-i-die-young.html' title='134. Se Eu Morrer Jovem (If I Die Young)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1897836639085290942</id><published>2011-06-18T09:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:52:33.054-02:00</updated><title type='text'>133. Preço a Pagar (To Be Absolute)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu já vi essa estória antes, o menino tinha um sonho e todos sabiam disso, mas ninguém além dele se importava. Ele queria florescer e ser um músico, e tentava de todas as maneiras possíveis demonstrar suas habilidades para o mundo. Mas ele é apenas um menino que mal conhece o mundo, o mesmo mundo que dá sonhos e que os tira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria esse o preço a pagar pra se tornar alguém absoluto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alguns anos passam, mas tudo aquilo que o menino é e tudo aquilo que ele quer não pode ser tirado dele. Então ele se tranca em profundo silêncio, mas com a certeza de que há algum fundamento nisso tudo... Ele quer todas as explicações possíveis para tudo aquilo que ele almeja, então espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria esse o preço a pagar pra se tornar alguém absoluto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O mundo mal o conheceu e perdeu a oportunidade de saber do que ele era capaz de ser e fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I'm crying but I'm sure there is something here, let me taste away the flavor of my tears..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1897836639085290942?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1897836639085290942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1897836639085290942&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1897836639085290942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1897836639085290942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/06/133-preco-pagar-to-be-absolute.html' title='133. Preço a Pagar (To Be Absolute)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7744066961186407950</id><published>2011-06-11T06:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:52:21.676-02:00</updated><title type='text'>132. Ma Chanson (Natureza Selvagem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ma chanson n'est pa petit, n'est pa un jeu, n'est pa étranger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ma chanson est juste ma nature sauvage, ma parcour, mon destin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pendant tout ce temps j'ai été incomprise mais je vous promets tout va bien avec moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;J'ai appris cette grande folie que je peux survivre, le changement de couleurs, la roue tourne....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ma chanson venait du ciel et un point c'est tout pour moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Digo isso tudo com carinho, mas eu não falo francês..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7744066961186407950?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7744066961186407950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7744066961186407950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7744066961186407950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7744066961186407950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/06/132-ma-chanson-natureza-selvagem.html' title='132. Ma Chanson (Natureza Selvagem)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-665013351499143150</id><published>2011-06-04T06:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:52:12.947-02:00</updated><title type='text'>131. Classic Case (Caso Clássico)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like a bird running from so many cages spared out there. I'm on the top of the mountain with no way out. It's hard; I just need some focus to decide what to do with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love's like a cage, trying to "protecting" me from the world. Trying to get me chained down, but I won't let it happens. All I need is a resizing, but first I have to get a grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I'm on my way. On my classic case. Running out. Falling out from love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-665013351499143150?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/665013351499143150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=665013351499143150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/665013351499143150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/665013351499143150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/06/131-classic-case-caso-classico.html' title='131. Classic Case (Caso Clássico)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-792592697526685303</id><published>2011-05-29T12:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:52:03.949-02:00</updated><title type='text'>130. Deitar Para Sempre (Lay Here Forever)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neste momento eu beijo o chão. O tombo foi grande. É como dizem por aí: "Quanto mais alto você vai, mais dura é a queda". A vida mais um vez me fez cair. Cair em mim, talvez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aproveito que caí e fico deitado no chão. Pois assim, a perspectiva do mundo é diferente, mais unilateral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas quanto mais eu caio, mais difícil é de enxergar que dessa vez tudo pode ser diferente. Que dessa vez eu serei capaz de rir face à derrota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu só quero me deitar para sempre... Pois se eu estiver deitado não poderei cair mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esse é meu pensamento. Minha nova filosofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez eu esteja sendo muito radical. Mas deitar para sempre tem suas vantagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Cause if I don't lay here now, someday I will somehow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-792592697526685303?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/792592697526685303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=792592697526685303&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/792592697526685303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/792592697526685303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/05/130-deitar-para-sempre-lay-here-forever.html' title='130. Deitar Para Sempre (Lay Here Forever)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7662859677012579773</id><published>2011-05-21T00:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:51:52.505-02:00</updated><title type='text'>129. Nu (Strip Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me tire meu orgulho, minha privacidade, meus direitos, minhas roupas caras e meus bens. Eu sempre me superarei. Eu sempre me reerguerei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um homem é feito de muitas coisas. E o que importa é o que há por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me desfaça e ache em mim sentimento. Me deixe completamente nu e mesmo assim eu estarei em mim, e mesmo assim eu serei o mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu posso ser só um, mas não me preocupo. Pois sou um em um milhão e ninguém pode tirar isso de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Podem me tirar tudo, exceto meus sonhos e minha esperança".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7662859677012579773?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7662859677012579773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7662859677012579773&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7662859677012579773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7662859677012579773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/05/129-nu-strip-me.html' title='129. Nu (Strip Me)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4683060951930415230</id><published>2011-05-14T08:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:51:40.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>128. Liberdade (Freedom)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia desses eu me sentei e questionei como você nunca se importou quando eu disse que queria ser livre...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas eu te prometo com todas as palavras que eu dançarei a Dança da Liberdade e então, talvez você perceba que isso significa para mim, mais do que você imaginava...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E talvez você entenda que verdadeiros amores também morrem sufocados pelo desejo de liberdade...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas você não está aqui, e acho que isso significa que estou livre....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas você não está aqui, e acho que eu apenas correrei em direção à liberdade...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"True love just won't get up and leave..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4683060951930415230?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4683060951930415230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4683060951930415230&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4683060951930415230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4683060951930415230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/05/128-liberdade-freedom.html' title='128. Liberdade (Freedom)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4439905468513712975</id><published>2011-05-07T08:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:51:23.515-02:00</updated><title type='text'>127. One Step at Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day a wise man told me that I was too young to get everything I wanted. But I guess he was pretty wrong because I can have it all... Anything I want I can make it mine. Anything I want in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The secret? One step at ime. The essential? Patience. The extraordinary? Luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"So don't wait too long... Go and conquer the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4439905468513712975?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4439905468513712975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4439905468513712975&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4439905468513712975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4439905468513712975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/05/127-one-step-at-time.html' title='127. One Step at Time'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2261386821507150944</id><published>2011-04-30T10:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:51:11.754-02:00</updated><title type='text'>126. Vida Melhor (Cutting Connections)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ultimamente, eu tenho cortado laços porque o mundo que eu construí ao meu redor é falho e falso, e nas cores mais escuras dele eu já não consigo me enxergar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então eu acho que vou fazer de outro jeito, vou correr. Vou fugir para uma vida melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Preciso encontrar algo que me ilumine quando meu mundo estiver muito difícil de levar. Então não precisarei procurar mais por proteção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Cause I know I'mma get it right... Someday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2261386821507150944?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2261386821507150944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2261386821507150944&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2261386821507150944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2261386821507150944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/04/126-vida-melhor-cutting-connections.html' title='126. Vida Melhor (Cutting Connections)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4366088236373699817</id><published>2011-04-23T00:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:50:57.741-02:00</updated><title type='text'>125. Ele Me Conhece (He Knows Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele me conhece de cima para baixo. De dentro para fora. Do lado avesso. Ele sabe até quantos fios de cabelo eu tenho. Ele conhece meus defeitos. Ele sabe do que eu sou capaz. Ele sabe quando sou bom e quando sou mau.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E mesmo assim ele me ama...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E mesmo assim ele não desiste de mim... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E mesmo assim ele não se intromete na minha vida, a não ser que eu&amp;nbsp; deixe, a não ser que eu peça por isso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele me conhece como nenhum outro me conhece ou jamais vai me conhecer... Nem mesmo eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Deus me conhece mais que a mim".&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-4366088236373699817?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4366088236373699817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4366088236373699817&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4366088236373699817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4366088236373699817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/04/125-ele-me-conhece-he-knows-me.html' title='125. Ele Me Conhece (He Knows Me)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4718157626726043537</id><published>2011-04-16T13:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:50:47.267-02:00</updated><title type='text'>124. Judas (Trust)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Confia em mim... Apenas essa vez. Por favor! Te prometo que não te trairei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois, não importa o que eles digam, eu serei seu amigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois, não importa o quanto eles paguem, eu não te venderei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas a hora chegou e nós temos que decidir em qual caminho seguiremos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por favor, não me deixe e eu sempre estarei do seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Então, você vai confiar em mim?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4718157626726043537?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4718157626726043537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4718157626726043537&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4718157626726043537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4718157626726043537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/04/124-judas-trust.html' title='124. Judas (Trust)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2538875075730783854</id><published>2011-04-09T09:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:50:37.383-02:00</updated><title type='text'>123. One Foot Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just can't remember what I did last night. Everything is such a blur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Should I be hungry? Can't remember the last time I ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One foot wrong and I loose it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One foot wrong and I loose myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So who's gonna find me when I'm in the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One foot wrong and I'm gonna fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So who's gonna catch me before I touch the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"If I take the wrong way... Can somebody just bring me back?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2538875075730783854?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2538875075730783854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2538875075730783854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2538875075730783854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2538875075730783854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/04/123-one-foot-wrong.html' title='123. One Foot Wrong'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-606409628231775362</id><published>2011-04-02T09:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:50:27.860-02:00</updated><title type='text'>122. Easy come, easy go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They say: "Easy come, easy go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe it's true or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So why do you came and put stars in my eyes? To just go away and take them with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So why do you came and gave me the taste of paradise? For I live in hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Questions, questions, too many questions not answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You really easy come, you really easy gone. And I'm really easy here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;"My life sucks without you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-606409628231775362?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/606409628231775362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=606409628231775362&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/606409628231775362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/606409628231775362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/04/122-easy-come-easy-go.html' title='122. Easy come, easy go.'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1286658046122749240</id><published>2011-03-26T00:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:48:52.339-02:00</updated><title type='text'>121. Meu, Eu. (My, Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Primeiramente eu. Intensamente eu. Insanamente eu. Cruelmente eu. Irrevogavelmente eu. Amorosamente eu. Perigosamente eu. Intimamente eu. Suspeitosamente eu. Prioritariamente eu. Ardilosamente eu. Categoricamente eu. Descaradamente eu. Ocultamente eu. Prazerosamente eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cada vez mais MEU. Cada vez mais EU."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-1286658046122749240?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1286658046122749240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1286658046122749240&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1286658046122749240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1286658046122749240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/03/121-meu-eu-my-me.html' title='121. Meu, Eu. (My, Me)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1715678672203063550</id><published>2011-03-19T00:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:48:42.421-02:00</updated><title type='text'>120. Coração Alado (Winged Heart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gosto de sonhar. De voar. De pensar que tudo é possível. Gosto de me esquecer de tudo e começar de novo. Muitas vezes. Sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acho a melhor sensação do mundo bater as asas sob um céu azul e sentir o vento nos meus cabelos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Poder sorrir sem me sentir culpado pelas coisas horríveis que acontecem ao meu redor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Poder levar um pouco de felicidade e paz para as pessoas através do meu sorriso e da minha palavra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Alguns me mandam ter juízo, outros dizem que eu ando nas nuvens. E se faço isso tudo é porque de uma coisa eu tenho certeza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"O lugar dos meus pés nunca foi o chão".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1715678672203063550?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1715678672203063550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1715678672203063550&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1715678672203063550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1715678672203063550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/03/120-coracao-alado-winged-heart.html' title='120. Coração Alado (Winged Heart)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3938321830600086690</id><published>2011-03-12T11:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:48:31.632-02:00</updated><title type='text'>119. Ange Blond (Indestrutível)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um anjo. Lindo. Admirável. Com seus cabelos loiros, olhos verdes e pele alva.Tão puro quanto água potável. Tão resistente quanto diamante.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voador. Sim, voador. E quem foi que disse que é preciso de asas para voar? A imaginação desse anjo já é o suficiente para isso. Levá-lo longe sem tirá-lo do lugar. Com força de vontade e determinação tudo se faz possível.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um anjo loiro. Lindo por fora, indestrutível por dentro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Je suis an ange. Mon ange. Son ange."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3938321830600086690?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3938321830600086690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3938321830600086690&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3938321830600086690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3938321830600086690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/03/119-ange-blond-indestrutivel.html' title='119. Ange Blond (Indestrutível)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3026880028635156070</id><published>2011-03-05T07:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:48:20.772-02:00</updated><title type='text'>118. Humano (Human)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As pessoas dizem que eu só vejo o lado bom de ser humano. Mas é claro! Porque é esse lado que me interessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O humano que salva a vida do outro sem pedir nada em troca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O humano que chora só por ver o outro chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O humano que aconselha sem tirar proveito disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O humano que doa sem ter nem para si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O ser humano é o ser mais lindo que eu conheço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"E eu daria a minha vida pra ser &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;humano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3026880028635156070?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3026880028635156070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3026880028635156070&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3026880028635156070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3026880028635156070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/03/118-humano-human.html' title='118. Humano (Human)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8449600706653988858</id><published>2011-02-26T00:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:48:10.010-02:00</updated><title type='text'>117. De Mãos Vazias (Empty Handed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você me ganhou pela gratidão e eu não entendo como isso foi acontecer conosco, mas parei de procurar por respostas e passei a aceitar nossa distância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não se preocupe comigo, "amigo", pois sou mais forte do que você imagina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E eu sei que é uma bênção o fato de agora eu estar de mãos vazias. Sem um confidente, sem uma pessoa pra compartilhar meus momentos bons e ruins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amizade é algo que nós plantamos, cuidamos, deixamos ccrescer para, um dia, simplesmente deixá-la ir embora. Seguir seu rumo. Encontrar novas pessoas e viver novas experiências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"E foi exatamente isso que eu fiz. Te deixei ir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8449600706653988858?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8449600706653988858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8449600706653988858&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8449600706653988858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8449600706653988858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/02/117-de-maos-vazias-empty-handed.html' title='117. De Mãos Vazias (Empty Handed)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5276877203815796005</id><published>2011-02-19T00:40:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:55.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'>116. Cigarro (Cigarette)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu poderia fumar outro cigarro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh! Não se preocupe Pai, eu ainda não estou viciado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu sei que é errado acreditar... Mas eu mantenho a fé de que ELE chegará logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não ria de mim, não me desanime... Porque eu sei que ELE chegará logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Os anjos me disseram que eu sorriria hoje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"But who needs angels anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5276877203815796005?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5276877203815796005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5276877203815796005&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5276877203815796005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5276877203815796005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/02/116-cigarro-cigarette.html' title='116. Cigarro (Cigarette)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1082151196930183363</id><published>2011-02-11T18:11:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:44.684-02:00</updated><title type='text'>115. Amor Pra Queimar (Love to Burn)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby, você tem amor pra queimar? E beijos pra me doar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois eu estou à procura do real. Cansei de camuflar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você tem algo a me dizer? Você tem algo em mente para nós?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois eu posso transfomar essa nossa faísca em chama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Se você tem amor pra queimar, queime-o comigo. Senão eu queimarei longe de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1082151196930183363?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1082151196930183363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1082151196930183363&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1082151196930183363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1082151196930183363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/02/115-amor-pra-queimar-love-to-burn.html' title='115. Amor Pra Queimar (Love to Burn)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3458689622751668739</id><published>2011-02-04T18:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:32.880-02:00</updated><title type='text'>114. Mary Had a Lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I saved a part where nothing can touch us...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So come with me to this uncharted place and the party will be never over, my lamb.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can be mine if we play together. So let's play quietly and Mary never has to know...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Mary had a lamb, but I had what the lamb wanted the most".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-3458689622751668739?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3458689622751668739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3458689622751668739&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3458689622751668739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3458689622751668739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/02/114-mary-had-lamb.html' title='114. Mary Had a Lamb'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6424338497150742621</id><published>2011-01-29T06:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:21.812-02:00</updated><title type='text'>113. Dias Melhores (Better Days)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acho, e tenho quase certeza, de que os dias melhores são cada vez mais raros, apesar do fato de nós sempre rezarmos pra eles chegarem. Mas eu vejo sentido nos dias ruins e nos dias comuns. Eles existem pra nós darmos o valor merecido aos dias bons. E talvez, se os dias melhores nunca chegarem, já teria valido a pena viver só pelo prazer de presenciar o milagre de cada amanhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Dias melhores para sempre".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6424338497150742621?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6424338497150742621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6424338497150742621&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6424338497150742621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6424338497150742621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/01/113-dias-melhores-better-days.html' title='113. Dias Melhores (Better Days)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6986084368513894346</id><published>2011-01-22T16:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:11.053-02:00</updated><title type='text'>112. December Night (Ne Parle Pas)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I remember well that night. The raindrops were upon the window's car and I barely could see outside. The lights were shinning bright as I was holding my LIFE underneath my arms. He was just sleeping. We were just going home. But I was listening Pitty singing her french song "Ne Parle Pas". And just like she'd sing I didn't say a word, just looked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Mais je ne parle pas français".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-6986084368513894346?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6986084368513894346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6986084368513894346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6986084368513894346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6986084368513894346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/01/112-december-night-ne-parle-pas.html' title='112. December Night (Ne Parle Pas)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8010947590239902035</id><published>2011-01-15T00:16:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:46:56.426-02:00</updated><title type='text'>111. Rehab (No, no, no!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assim, não entendo o que se passa na cabeça das pessoas para mentir pras outras tão descaradamente. E mentiras que não fazem ganhar nada com elas, sabe? Pelo contrário, só tem a perder. Algo bonito como uma amizade, sendo estragada por algo medíocre. Não estou dizendo que eu NÃO CONTO MENTIRAS, longe disso. Mas tento fazer com que minhas mentiras sejam mentiras brancas. Em que ninguém se magoe ou seja feito de trouxa por elas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Na minha humilde opinião, pessoas que mentem por mentir, achando que vão lucrar algo com essas mentiras deviam ir pra Rehab. Porque juro que na próxima vez que alguém vier me contar estórias, vou respirar fundo e dizer: "No, no, no!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-8010947590239902035?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8010947590239902035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8010947590239902035&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8010947590239902035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8010947590239902035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/01/111-rehab-no-no-no.html' title='111. Rehab (No, no, no!)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5796790604733334984</id><published>2011-01-08T08:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:46:45.403-02:00</updated><title type='text'>110. Férias (The Dog Days Are Over)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dizem por aí muita coisa, mas eu vim aqui para dizer algo realmente importante: Os dias de cão acabaram! Isso mesmo. Corra e conta para todos que EU voltei para garantir o SEU entretenimento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os dias de cão se foram, e eu estou aproveitando bem as minhas férias à la Daniel Braga. Com muito gozo e sussuro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora vou parar de gritar minha felicidade, pois a inveja tem sono leve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Just keep safe until I'm back, honey. Xoxo, DB".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-5796790604733334984?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5796790604733334984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5796790604733334984&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5796790604733334984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5796790604733334984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2011/01/110-ferias-dog-days-are-over.html' title='110. Férias (The Dog Days Are Over)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6262502934069892857</id><published>2010-12-18T17:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:46:11.124-02:00</updated><title type='text'>109. Cansei (Bye 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei de amores imperfeitos e de longa distância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei de ser usado e depois trocado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei de doenças genéticas e mortais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei do desprezo e da não valorização a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei das estórias que me contam, como se eu fosse o cara mais ingênuo do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei... Cansei.. Cansei de 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Tirando um tempo pra fazer as coisas que eu quero fazer... Adeus 2010. Até 2011".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6262502934069892857?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6262502934069892857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6262502934069892857&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6262502934069892857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6262502934069892857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/12/109-cansei-bye-2010.html' title='109. Cansei (Bye 2010)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2440525615962824687</id><published>2010-12-10T09:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:46:00.858-02:00</updated><title type='text'>108. Eu Serei Bom (I Will Be Good)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu serei bom, mesmo que não me sobre nada. Mesmo que eu perca todos aqueles que eu amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu serei bom, mesmo que eu não tenha feito nada tão significante na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu serei bom, mesmo que eu fique doente pro resto da vida. Mesmo que eu perca minha sanidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que eu seja amado, mesmo quando nem eu me amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que eu seja lembrado, mesmo quando eu estiver esquecido quem eu sou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que seja perdoado, mesmo quando eu for culpado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Que eu seja bom... Com ou sem você".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2440525615962824687?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2440525615962824687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2440525615962824687&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2440525615962824687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2440525615962824687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/12/108-eu-serei-bom-i-will-be-good.html' title='108. Eu Serei Bom (I Will Be Good)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3917720894745200642</id><published>2010-12-04T00:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:45:50.697-02:00</updated><title type='text'>107. Desaguando (Selfish)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eram mar. Verdes como haviam de ser. Pois é assim que eu gosto. Meu conforto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gotas escorriam dele, fluindo pelo meu rosto abaixo e desaguando em minha boca avermelhada. Minha redenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu sou egoísta. Pois só a mim eu permito me ver naquelas condições.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ao olhar dos outros, eu sou apenas sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois assim eu acho que deve ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Eu sou o dono do SIM e do NÃO".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3917720894745200642?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3917720894745200642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3917720894745200642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3917720894745200642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3917720894745200642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/12/107-desaguando-selfish.html' title='107. Desaguando (Selfish)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1182181612380566650</id><published>2010-11-27T00:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:45:40.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'>106. Daniel &amp; Os Leões (Daniel And The Lions)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oi, sou Daniel. E no início do ano fui testado, abandonado, submetido aos meus maiores medos. Cheguei ao fundo do poço, onde nem a luz conseguia chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oi, sou Daniel. E hoje, estou mais forte, mais humano, mais vivo. Sinto que sou capaz de matar um leão por dia, se assim eu quiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enfrentei meus medos. E hoje, eu sou quem eu quero ser. Um guerreiro, mas não um guerreiro qualquer... Sou um Guerreiro da Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Só quero manter minh'alma forte, erguer a cabeça e seguir".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1182181612380566650?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1182181612380566650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1182181612380566650&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1182181612380566650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1182181612380566650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/106-daniel-os-leoes-daniel-and-lions.html' title='106. Daniel &amp; Os Leões (Daniel And The Lions)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8524469858592934859</id><published>2010-11-20T01:45:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:45:29.082-02:00</updated><title type='text'>105. Doce Reunião (Ibiza)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foi na praia de Copacabana e com a nossa saliva que nós dois selamos uma doce reunião, entre Brazil e Espanha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ainda me lembro dos nossos beijos calorosos e dos nossos olhares cheios de êxtase. Eu queria invadir você, e você queria mergulhar em mim. Estávamos nos explorando. E sem saber, você fez o meu feriado ser perfeito pelo simples fato de me deixar te conhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu fiquei derretido com seu sotaque, seu cheiro. E, principalmente, com suas palavras no táxi na volta da Lapa: "Estou triste, pois terei que viajar e deixarei, provavelmente, o homem da minha vida no Brazil".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sim, eu gamei. Quem não gamaria? Não me culpe. Apenas me compreenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acho que meu pedido do último post foi antendido. Será que é de corpo e alma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Y no puedo olvidarte si te veo en todas partes. Si en el último beso, me robaste el aliento... Yo no quiero olvidarte".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8524469858592934859?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8524469858592934859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8524469858592934859&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8524469858592934859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8524469858592934859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/105-doce-reuniao-ibiza.html' title='105. Doce Reunião (Ibiza)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-738415690413560594</id><published>2010-11-13T01:02:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:44:42.847-02:00</updated><title type='text'>104. Corpo &amp; Alma (Forget The Ways)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu... sou um cara fácil de amar, e mais fácil ainda de esquecer. Então, não brinque com meus sentimentos se você não tem intenções sinceras de me amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por mais que às vezes eu seja frio, incompreensível ou intolerante, quero que não se esqueça que eu tenho alma e coração que amam e que querem pertencer à alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quero que tudo na minha vida agora seja sério. Quero me entregar de corpo e alma a alguém que me queira de corpo e alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"E não adianta nem me procurar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em outros timbres, outros risos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu estava aqui o tempo todo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só você não viu..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"E esquecer dos caminhos que me levam sempre aos mesmos lugares, às mesmas pessoas..." &lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-738415690413560594?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/738415690413560594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=738415690413560594&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/738415690413560594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/738415690413560594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/104-corpo-alma-forget-ways.html' title='104. Corpo &amp; Alma (Forget The Ways)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5671437499167386963</id><published>2010-11-06T16:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:44:29.891-02:00</updated><title type='text'>103. Brilho Próprio (Shine On)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queria ser como o céu, e mostrar pras pessoas que não existem limites, mesmo elas teimando que para tudo exista algum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porém, me sinto como uma estrela longínqua com brilho próprio, apesar de saber que muitos não consigam enxergar meu brilho, eu continuo pequenina a brilhar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So shine on! With your smile just as bright as the sun..."&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-5671437499167386963?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5671437499167386963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5671437499167386963&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5671437499167386963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5671437499167386963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/11/103-brilho-proprio-shine-on.html' title='103. Brilho Próprio (Shine On)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3010815680189023277</id><published>2010-10-30T00:54:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:44:20.410-02:00</updated><title type='text'>102. Talvez Depois (Tal Vez Después)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez depois, quando for muito tarde, você passe a me dar valor. E descubra que ninguém te amará como eu te amei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez depois que eu me for você sinta minha falta, ou simplesmente descubra que nunca me amou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez depois da minha partida o &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;meu mundo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sinta que perdeu alguém que era muito precioso, ou que era só mais um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E ele seguirá em frente como se eu nunca tivesse existido. Pois é natural do ser humano seguir em frente. Por mais que não admitamos, nós somos substituíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez depois, quando tudo estiver acabado, eu descubra que eu tenha sido e vivido uma grande mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Y tal vez después tu me vuelvas a ver... Tal vez después..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3010815680189023277?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3010815680189023277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3010815680189023277&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3010815680189023277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3010815680189023277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/102-talvez-depois-tal-vez-despues.html' title='102. Talvez Depois (Tal Vez Después)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4094666073244231536</id><published>2010-10-23T17:18:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:44:10.117-02:00</updated><title type='text'>101. Much More... Than Much Love (Enganar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The taste of my blood flowing through my mouth was remembering me of my death's fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was holding the cross suspended around my neck praying for the last time, for the last love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was supposed to love you with all my will. I had much more than much love to give. But destiny's cruel and so do people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most famous way to hurt someone is unrequited love. I feel terrified every time I realize I'm falling heart for someone. Love's a thing so confusing to me. I feel like I need more, much more. I know it. But I don't know how to get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I constantly ask God: Why do people like to see my teardrops?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4094666073244231536?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4094666073244231536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4094666073244231536&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4094666073244231536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4094666073244231536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/101-much-more-than-much-love-enganar.html' title='101. Much More... Than Much Love (Enganar)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5673034239399794674</id><published>2010-10-16T23:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:44:00.103-02:00</updated><title type='text'>100. Para o Leitor (All I Ever Wanted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por muito tempo pensei no que escreveria quando essa hora chegasse. Afinal, o centésimo Post é algo pra ser levado a sério.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então resolvi juntar palavras sem sentido na esperança de encontrar um caminho que me mantesse o mais próximo possivel de VOCÊ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você que sempre esteve aqui presente, lendo ou comentando, ou fazendo ambos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você que se emocionou, se identificou e até questionou meu ponto de vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você que me apoiou e me aconselhou quando eu mais precisava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você que me faz tão bem, sem ao menos saber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esse post é pra você que tenta ser tudo aquilo que eu sempre quis. E sem saber, consegue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Então, eu passei muito tempo procurando uma palavra que ao menos dissesse o que eu queria escrever. E agora, escrevendo esse post, eu a encontrei: "Leitor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Muito Obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5673034239399794674?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5673034239399794674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5673034239399794674&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5673034239399794674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5673034239399794674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/100-para-o-leitor-all-i-ever-wanted.html' title='100. Para o Leitor (All I Ever Wanted)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8180597211617938800</id><published>2010-10-09T01:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:50.207-02:00</updated><title type='text'>99. Permanecer (I Remain)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tanta coisa aconteceu nesse ano comigo que eu, sinceramente, acho que só estou de pé pelas pessoas que me amam, pois se fosse por mim, já teria desistido. Minha vida deu um giro de 360º em 2010 e eu não vejo a hora desse ano acabar. Quero terminá-lo com todas as minhas pendências quitadas. E, ai sim, começar a fazer novos planos, traçar novos objetivos, ter perspectivas pro futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas é isso ai, provei e ainda provo o meu valor e agora sigo em frente, SEMPRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Untouched I do remain".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8180597211617938800?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8180597211617938800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8180597211617938800&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8180597211617938800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8180597211617938800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/99-permanecer-i-remain.html' title='99. Permanecer (I Remain)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2732978031268134304</id><published>2010-10-03T01:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:40.406-02:00</updated><title type='text'>98. Não Me Entenda Mal (By The Way)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sou sua vítima, sua ameaça ou sua rota de colisão...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talvez não passe de uma desgraça, ou talvez seja o fogo da perdição...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sou seu santo, seu amigo ou sua luz na escuridão...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas quando estiver comigo te levarei pra diversão...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sou aquilo que me der na telha...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E que assemelha ao que você bem entender...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas não me entenda mal. Pois não ficarei te esperando por muito tempo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Me fortaleço num abraço sincero".&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-2732978031268134304?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2732978031268134304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2732978031268134304&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2732978031268134304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2732978031268134304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/10/98-nao-me-entenda-mal-by-way.html' title='98. Não Me Entenda Mal (By The Way)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4535981411025092252</id><published>2010-09-18T00:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:30.565-02:00</updated><title type='text'>97. Ingênuo (Cruel World)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu tento mudar, mas não consigo. Essa minha postura de bobão e ingênuo não me larga de jeito nenhum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alguns dizem que a meiguice é minha maior característica. Mas será que é só por isso que cativo as pessoas? Será que é esse o motivo delas gostarem de mim? Por quê eu ainda insisto no mais difícil?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu coraçãozinho não deve ter aprendido (ainda) que a distância é cruel. Que o mundo é cruel. Que as pessoas são cruéis. E, principalmente, o desejo pelo pecado carnal das pessoas faz com que nos machuquemos de diversas formas. E eu sei bem disso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainda vivo num mundo em que AMAR é muito mais do que dizer isso. É saber dentro de mim que não importa o que eu faça, ou quem eu beije, ou quantos me queiram... Meu coração vai sempre desejar a pessoa amada. E eu não preciso divulgar isso pra ninguém.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pois, é uma certeza que cabe a eu saber.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nunca se esqueça que dentro de mim bate um coração que te ama".&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-4535981411025092252?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4535981411025092252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4535981411025092252&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4535981411025092252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4535981411025092252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/09/97-ingenuo-cruel-world.html' title='97. Ingênuo (Cruel World)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7009334285268831731</id><published>2010-09-11T23:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:18.929-02:00</updated><title type='text'>96. Monstro (You Know I'm No Good)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou um monstro. Sem coração. Sou aquele que delicadamente toma o coração dos outros, invade a vida deles sem pedir licença e sai deixando buracos com tamanhos que não podem ser medidos. Me sinto mal por isso. Às vezes é sem querer, outras não. Mas eu pago meu preço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu não presto. Não, talvez eu não sirva pra ninguém e meu destino seja apodrecer sujo e só. Mas mesmo assim alguns insistem em mim. Em me desejar. Quem sabe na esperança d'eu mudar um dia. Enquanto isso, vou me divertindo com os culpados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;"I cheated myself like I knew I would".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7009334285268831731?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7009334285268831731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7009334285268831731&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7009334285268831731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7009334285268831731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/09/96-monstro-you-know-im-no-good.html' title='96. Monstro (You Know I&apos;m No Good)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2956764910562050086</id><published>2010-09-04T08:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:09.838-02:00</updated><title type='text'>95. Eu tava só, sozinho. (By My Own)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu tava só, sozinho. Mais solitário que um cão sem dono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fiquei bastante desiludido com tudo naquela noite, naquela escuridão, naquele silêncio. Foi quando caí em mim e decidi que não correrei mais atrás de ninguém. As pessoas que corram atrás de mim, a partir de agora. Quem quiser me amar, me ame. Quem quiser minha companhia, me procure. Quem quiser um pedaço de mim, pegue. Mas isso tudo é bem difícil porque eu ainda me sinto só quando a noite cai. E quando bate o vazio eu não sei pra onde correr. Foi como entrar em abstinência nesses dias. Senti falta de mil e uma coisas, porém a que mais doeu foi a falta daquele sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Nunca estou sozinho, mas não quero olhar pra cara de ninguém".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2956764910562050086?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2956764910562050086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2956764910562050086&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2956764910562050086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2956764910562050086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/09/95-eu-tava-so-sozinho-by-my-own.html' title='95. Eu tava só, sozinho. (By My Own)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6913219407254697454</id><published>2010-08-28T01:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:43:00.614-02:00</updated><title type='text'>94. Pressa (I Want It Now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu aprendi - da maneira mais difícil - que tudo no mundo socialmente evoluído demora um tempo pra acontecer. Eu não sei se tenho todo esse tempo pra esperar, sou apressado. Quero agarrar o mundo com minhas mãos. Quero que as coisas aconteçam, e agora. Essa lerdeza toda me irrita. Definitivamente, não nasci pra esperar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tudo passa, tudo sempre passará".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6913219407254697454?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6913219407254697454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6913219407254697454&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6913219407254697454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6913219407254697454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/08/94-pressa-i-want-it-now.html' title='94. Pressa (I Want It Now)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-754628339807102676</id><published>2010-08-21T16:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:42:15.489-02:00</updated><title type='text'>93. Etapas (It’s Just A Phase)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enquanto isso no mundo real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- A vida é assim mesmo, feita de etapas. - Refletiu a Psicóloga. - E como você está? Preparado para a próxima etapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Me sinto confiante, e um pouco ansioso pra que tudo comece e termine logo. - Confessei a ela abrindo um sorriso. - Mas, se Deus quiser, dará tudo certo, já está acabando essa tempestade. Falta só mais um pouco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Com certeza, a partir de agora é só pensar no futuro e não deixar a peteca cair. - Afirmou enquanto sorria pra mim e eu a retribui com um olhar de esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"It's just a phase... Hopefully it will be unchanged".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-754628339807102676?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/754628339807102676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=754628339807102676&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/754628339807102676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/754628339807102676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/08/93-etapas-its-just-phase.html' title='93. Etapas (It’s Just A Phase)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6082556077917614660</id><published>2010-08-14T08:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:42:04.560-02:00</updated><title type='text'>92. Arma Branca (We're Only Human)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Amor é uma faca, uma arma branca que nós, meros humanos, insistimos em brincar sem nos dar conta dos riscos. E assim seguimos, abrindo feridas. Pois, inconscientemente, sabemos que o Tempo tem propriedades de Cura, mas ele deixa Cicatriz, essa chamada Saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Love, love, love just let me go... I hate you that I need you so!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6082556077917614660?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6082556077917614660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6082556077917614660&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6082556077917614660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6082556077917614660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/08/92-arma-branca-were-only-human.html' title='92. Arma Branca (We&apos;re Only Human)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5246345754434457192</id><published>2010-08-07T08:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:41:47.491-02:00</updated><title type='text'>91. Salmo 91 (Ninety-One)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Significa, ao menos pra mim. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aquele que habita no esconderijo do Altíssimo, à sombra do Onipotente descansará.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Direi do SENHOR: Ele é o meu Deus, o meu refúgio, a minha fortaleza, e nele confiarei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque ele te livrará do laço do passarinheiro, e da peste perniciosa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele te cobrirá com as suas penas, e debaixo das suas asas te confiarás; a sua verdade será o teu escudo e broquel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não terás medo do terror de noite nem da seta que voa de dia,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nem da peste que anda na escuridão, nem da mortandade que assola ao meio-dia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mil cairão ao teu lado, e dez mil à tua direita, mas não chegará a ti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somente com os teus olhos contemplarás, e verás a recompensa dos ímpios.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque tu, ó SENHOR, és o meu refúgio. No Altíssimo fizeste a tua habitação.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="10"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nenhum mal te sucederá, nem praga alguma chegará à tua tenda.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="11"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque aos seus anjos dará ordem a teu respeito, para te guardarem em todos os teus caminhos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="12"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eles te sustentarão nas suas mãos, para que não tropeces com o teu pé em pedra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="13"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pisarás o leão e a cobra; calcarás aos pés o filho do leão e a serpente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="14"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porquanto tão encarecidamente me amou, também eu o livrarei; pô-lo-ei em retiro alto, porque conheceu o meu nome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="odd" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="15"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele me invocará, e eu lhe responderei; estarei com ele na angústia; dela o retirarei, e o glorificarei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="16"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fartá-lo-ei com longura de dias, e lhe mostrarei a minha salvação.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="16"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="even" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;" verse="16"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Amém" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5246345754434457192?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5246345754434457192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5246345754434457192&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5246345754434457192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5246345754434457192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/08/91-etapas-its-just-phase.html' title='91. Salmo 91 (Ninety-One)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3553130495376278638</id><published>2010-07-31T10:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:41:36.543-02:00</updated><title type='text'>90. Sagitário (But I Could Try)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu só queria que você soubesse que você se tornou a pessoa mais importante do meu MSN, nas últimas semanas. E que sagitário se tornou um signo tão importante pra mim quanto o meu próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acredite ou não, mas te olho, te procuro muito antes mesmo de São Paulo entrar na minha vida, até porque te conheci antes - caso não saiba disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nunca foi e nem é minha intenção te fazer sofrer, muito pelo contrário. Queria te sugar pra minha vida e te prender com a cola mais duradoura existente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Queria quebrar esse LIMITES de blog. LIMITES de AMIZADE. Porque VOCÊ é importante pra mim, acredite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Assim, não que eu seja o AMOR da sua vida, mas EU poderia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Já não tenho escolha eu participo do seu jogo, eu participo do seu jogo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3553130495376278638?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3553130495376278638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3553130495376278638&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3553130495376278638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3553130495376278638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/07/90-sagitario-but-i-could-try.html' title='90. Sagitário (But I Could Try)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8071278390557684296</id><published>2010-07-24T00:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:33:37.335-02:00</updated><title type='text'>89. A Falta (Missing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por favor, não me peça pra gostar disso tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não me peça pra ignorar a falta que esse amor faz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu ainda lembro de quando você se despediu com aquele olhar de quem não pensa em voltar atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você falou e prometeu pra mim que seria assim, perto do seu e perto do meu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Onde está seu orgulho? Cumpra com sua palavra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Admita que você foi covarde. Admita que você não teve coragem de colocar a cara pra bater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Eu tive um amor, mas foi a dor que me ensinou a ser quem sou".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8071278390557684296?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8071278390557684296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8071278390557684296&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8071278390557684296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8071278390557684296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/07/89-falta-missing.html' title='89. A Falta (Missing)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8401226218937083738</id><published>2010-07-17T08:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:33:27.952-02:00</updated><title type='text'>88. Preciso do Novo (Tengo Alma)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei das mesmices das palavras de outrora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei das pessoas que surgem, me conquistam e vão embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Preciso do Novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cansei de ser abandonado. Cansei de ser enganado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isso me causa muita dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu NÃO sou um boneco de plástico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Preciso daquilo que me atrai, preciso daquilo que me proporcionará aventuras novas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Preciso do Novo. Afinal de contas, eu tenho alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"No soy un juguete de plástico, tengo alma..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8401226218937083738?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8401226218937083738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8401226218937083738&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8401226218937083738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8401226218937083738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/07/88-preciso-do-novo-tengo-alma.html' title='88. Preciso do Novo (Tengo Alma)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5680106061335965632</id><published>2010-07-10T19:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:33:17.173-02:00</updated><title type='text'>87. Vetores (The Diference)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Descobri que a vida não tem direção, mas sim vetores que possuem direções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A diferença? Não podemos somar direções, mas podemos somar vetores e seguir direções diferentes. Podemos unir dois ou mais vetores com diferentes direções e seguir um rumo que não foi traçado pelo destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sinto-me assim, confuso. Com mil vetores nas mãos, porém sem nenhuma direção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sem vontade de trilhar caminhos ou fazer escolhas difíceis, só de esperar acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sei que não é o melhor a se fazer, mas é o que parece mais sensato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"E minh'alma que só quer ser feliz..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5680106061335965632?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5680106061335965632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5680106061335965632&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5680106061335965632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5680106061335965632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/07/87-vetores-diference_10.html' title='87. Vetores (The Diference)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3383926060545832460</id><published>2010-07-03T01:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:33:05.714-02:00</updated><title type='text'>86. Dor (I Rather Feel Pain)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Dor é uma raiva. A Dor é uma angústia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Porém a dor é melhor do que a miséria dos sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Dor é uma velha amiga que eu gostaria de não ter conhecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas eu prefiro sentir dor do que não sentir nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Dor desce áspera pela minha garganta, como um copo de água com muito gelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas é assim que eu gosto dela. É assim que ela me sustenta e eu nunca canso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nessa vida preenchida de mágoas onde a felicidade não tem vez,&amp;nbsp; eu vejo que não sou o único,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas pegue minha mão, confie em mim, eu tenho um plano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando as luzes se apagarem você entenderá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Cause I rather feel pain than nothing at all..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3383926060545832460?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3383926060545832460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3383926060545832460&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3383926060545832460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3383926060545832460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/07/86-dor-i-rather-feel-pain.html' title='86. Dor (I Rather Feel Pain)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5843831515848277555</id><published>2010-06-26T08:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:32:41.641-02:00</updated><title type='text'>85. Mentiroso (Lie To Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minta para mim - se for capaz - e me faça acreditar que tudo não passou de um pesadelo, um mal entendido. Que todas as coisas que falamos e fizemos um pelo outro é, de fato, o que importa no final das contas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Salve minha vida, mude minha forma de pensar, eu te suplico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minta para mim - se for capaz - e me diga que tudo ficará bem, diga que me ama como a uma estrela, que você me quer aonde quer que eu esteja, diga que irá me respirar até o seu último suspiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mentiroso! Mentiroso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minta para mim, é tudo que preciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Um dia ainda hei de descobrir porquê é mais forte aquele que sabe mentir..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5843831515848277555?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5843831515848277555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5843831515848277555&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5843831515848277555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5843831515848277555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/85-mentiroso-lie-to-me.html' title='85. Mentiroso (Lie To Me)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3010099245739874028</id><published>2010-06-18T09:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:31:06.027-02:00</updated><title type='text'>84.Fingir (Let’s Pretend)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você finge que me ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E eu finjo que acredito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você finge que não leu isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E eu finjo que nunca o escrevi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"É melhor abraçar os espinhos da verdade. Do que as rosas da ilusão".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3010099245739874028?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3010099245739874028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3010099245739874028&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3010099245739874028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3010099245739874028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/84fingir-lets-pretend.html' title='84.Fingir (Let’s Pretend)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-4511302381813465167</id><published>2010-06-12T08:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:30:57.421-02:00</updated><title type='text'>83. Coraçãozinho (Tiny Heart)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu sempre vi o Amor como uma ameaça, mas eu não quero que seja sempre assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu costumava a fechar meu coração, autoproteção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas dessa vez não, tem sido diferente com você, especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Só me senti assim na primeira vez que me apaixonei, que me permiti amar e ser amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Queria poder dizer agora que amo e sou amado por ti, mas não tenho certeza de que seja recíproco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não quero mais machucar meu coraçãozinho, tenho pena dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É como diz o ditado: "Quem não é visto, não é lembrado. Longe dos olhos, longe do coração".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-4511302381813465167?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/4511302381813465167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=4511302381813465167&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4511302381813465167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/4511302381813465167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/83-coracaozinho-tiny-heart.html' title='83. Coraçãozinho (Tiny Heart)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5347024143959317445</id><published>2010-06-05T01:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:30:47.804-02:00</updated><title type='text'>82. Vontade de Pular (Don't Jump)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não era assim, só uma vontade. Era uma necessidade e estava cada vez mais constante.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pensei em pular do 3º, 6º e até do 17º andar. Pensei em tudo, desde o salto gracioso até a queda impiedosa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imagino que a sensação de cair pareça eterna, como tudo aquilo que é 'eterno' e tem um fim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas a sensação de ficar e ter que lidar com os problemas da vida está se tornando mais delicado e complicado. É tudo torpor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I'm on the top of the roof. Maybe I'll make it true... maybe I'll jump".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5347024143959317445?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5347024143959317445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5347024143959317445&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5347024143959317445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5347024143959317445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/06/82-vontade-de-pular-dont-jump.html' title='82. Vontade de Pular (Don&apos;t Jump)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2792924566682239820</id><published>2010-05-29T08:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:30:38.528-02:00</updated><title type='text'>81.Tempo e Distância (Welcome To My Life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recentemente, tenho prestado mais atenção à determinadas coisas, coisas da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Distância é cruel, muitos em todo o mundo - senão todos - já tiveram ou terão alguma experiência com a Distância, e como se isso não bastasse eu percebi que o Tempo também é cruel e, ao contrário da distância, ele não poupa a ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agora, imagine o Tempo e a Distância juntos, numa combinação que creio estar me corrompendo por dentro, pois é, essa é minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Welcome to my life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2792924566682239820?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2792924566682239820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2792924566682239820&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2792924566682239820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2792924566682239820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/05/81tempo-e-distancia-welcome-to-my-life.html' title='81.Tempo e Distância (Welcome To My Life)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3667128282877815527</id><published>2010-05-22T09:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:30:28.867-02:00</updated><title type='text'>80. Luzes (Lights)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;rovavelmente você não lerá isso, não hoje, Mas quem sabe talvez um dia, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu só quero deixar registrado aqui uma coisa muito valiosa para mim, talvez para ti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Você é aquele que me mostra as luzes que me impedem de me tornar uma pedra por dentro. Você as mostra quando estou só. E isso me faz perder a vontade de viver num mundo onde você não exista".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para Eduardo Braga Pereira (Meu irmão/Pedaço de mim).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3667128282877815527?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3667128282877815527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3667128282877815527&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3667128282877815527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3667128282877815527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/05/80-luzes-lights.html' title='80. Luzes (Lights)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7426020234368214180</id><published>2010-05-15T08:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:29:44.445-02:00</updated><title type='text'>79. Desenho (Drawing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olhem só vocês o desenho que meu amigo fez de mim para mim quando estava super inspirado!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH1ZOE2NTNg/S-6EapyDV2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2zl0EZGs17I/s1600/Daniel+em+Desenho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH1ZOE2NTNg/S-6EapyDV2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2zl0EZGs17I/s400/Daniel+em+Desenho.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tudo aconteceu quando meu amigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.oqueaconteceriacomigo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Billy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;estava no msn dizendo que estava muito inspirado e eu pedi um desenho meu, mandei uma foto e ele em meia hora o fez pra mim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definitivamente foi o melhor presente virtual que já ganhei na minha weblife.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Obrigado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-7426020234368214180?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7426020234368214180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7426020234368214180&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7426020234368214180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7426020234368214180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/05/79-desenho-drawing.html' title='79. Desenho (Drawing)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH1ZOE2NTNg/S-6EapyDV2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/2zl0EZGs17I/s72-c/Daniel+em+Desenho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3120121658645943990</id><published>2010-05-08T08:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:29:30.786-02:00</updated><title type='text'>78. New Mercy's In The Morning (Tutto il Male)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chance and choice break my heart as my guilty arms move to save me but I am condemned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's nothing for me to do. I've tried everything that I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I didn't believe him although he gave me the right to live costing him his life and I don't have the right, now mercy's in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I left his arms empty and tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Outstreched for me until he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;God, I know that no man show greater love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then when a man lay down for his beloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What if I believe You now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Could it ever changes this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Forgive me, believe me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please come back to life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come back to my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Liberami di tutto il male, amen".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3120121658645943990?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3120121658645943990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3120121658645943990&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3120121658645943990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3120121658645943990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/05/78-new-mercys-in-morning-tutto-il-male.html' title='78. New Mercy&apos;s In The Morning (Tutto il Male)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-8213449127791346801</id><published>2010-05-01T11:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:29:22.891-02:00</updated><title type='text'>77. Derretendo Satélites (Melting Satellites)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vi mais do que aguento. Fiz mais do que posso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vivi muita coisa para uma pessoa muito jovem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não admito, hoje, que me chamem de covarde.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pois, só eu sei da minha luta diária - E que luta!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depois de tanto caminhar, depois de quase desistir,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu pés cansados só pensam em me levar até você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu lutei contra tudo, descobri que é possivel derreter satélites com a força do meu pensamento, se eu assim quiser.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Descobri que sou capaz. Então não permito que minhas pegadas sejam menosprezadas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tem que ser muito guerreiro pra aguentar essa barra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tem que ser muito humano.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Ser humilde é saber exatamente o quê somos e quanto valemos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-8213449127791346801?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/8213449127791346801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=8213449127791346801&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8213449127791346801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/8213449127791346801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/05/77-derretendo-satelites-melting.html' title='77. Derretendo Satélites (Melting Satellites)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1656862955790529648</id><published>2010-04-24T00:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:29:12.647-02:00</updated><title type='text'>76. Um Outro Alguém (I Miss You)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor, veja bem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinto te informar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que arranjei alguém&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pra me confortar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu estás longe de mim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E eu me sinto assim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tive que arranjar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alguém pra passar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os dias ruins.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas eu prometo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nunca te esquecer, meu amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas é que eu me perco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No meio dessa imensa dor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enquanto isso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu coração te pede mais.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E você filosofando,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me esquecendo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me negando a minha paz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu fui tão além&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até fazendo versos estou.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esse outro alguém&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Já me chama de "AMOR".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas se eu te troquei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não foi por maldade.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor, veja bem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arranjei alguém&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chamado SAUDADE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I miss you, miss only you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1656862955790529648?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1656862955790529648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1656862955790529648&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1656862955790529648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1656862955790529648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/76-um-outro-alguem-i-miss-you.html' title='76. Um Outro Alguém (I Miss You)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5962873285827862755</id><published>2010-04-17T07:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:28:16.958-02:00</updated><title type='text'>75. Presença Instável (I’ll Be There)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Presença onipotente que me acompanha em momentos alternados, sugando toda a vida em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É quase como uma droga da qual não consigo mais pensar sem ela agindo no meu corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me pergunto se eu cobro atenção demais de você. Me pergunto se te dou o suficiente de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Às vezes duvido ser muito bom pra mim. Tenho medo, lá no fundo, de me ferir no final das contas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As cicatrizes me fazem ter esse medo. Mas é tarde demais pra voltar, tudo que sei é que preciso de você aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tudo que sei é que sua presença instável já é fato no meu cotidiano, na minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tudo que sei é que eu estarei lá por você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"But for all I know, oh, it is love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5962873285827862755?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5962873285827862755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5962873285827862755&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5962873285827862755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5962873285827862755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/75-presenca-instavel-ill-be-there.html' title='75. Presença Instável (I’ll Be There)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-9091415347644609560</id><published>2010-04-09T19:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:23:10.948-02:00</updated><title type='text'>74. Câncer (The Real Trouble)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nunca imaginei nada de ruim acontecendo comigo, não nesse sentido. Mas as coisas acontecem do nada, não temos controle sobre tudo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uma noite comum, e algo inesperado é reparado. Então é isso, aos 19 anos, eu descubro que tenho câncer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segundo os médicos tudo só depende de mim. Toda minha recuperação está nas minhas mãos, na minha força de vontade.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Então me pergunto, e se lá, do outro lado não existir a luz?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E se eu entendi tudo errado? E se isso for apenas mais um teste do qual eu tenho que passar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E se isso veio pra me provar de que estive errado todo esse tempo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E se eu decidir desistir de tudo... Desistir de mim?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aposto que você não vai querer uma pessoa como eu do seu lado.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E se o problema for eu? Não sei, vamos tentar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's the time of my life".&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-9091415347644609560?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/9091415347644609560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=9091415347644609560&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/9091415347644609560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/9091415347644609560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/74-cancer-real-trouble.html' title='74. Câncer (The Real Trouble)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6920493495280643127</id><published>2010-04-01T20:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:22:54.562-02:00</updated><title type='text'>73.Egoísta (Un Segundo Más De Ti)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez eu seja egoísta, mas por uma única razão: eu sei o que quero. E eu te quero só pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando amo e sinto algo real eu não meço tempo, vivo cada instante. Um segundo mais de ti é o que eu quero, garanto que não haverá arrependimentos. Um segundo mais de ti... Egoísta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amar é compartilhar, mas quero tudo para mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por quê eu sou assim, tão egoísta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Pudiste un dia ser morfina en mi piel".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6920493495280643127?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6920493495280643127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6920493495280643127&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6920493495280643127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6920493495280643127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/04/73egoista-un-segundo-mas-de-ti.html' title='73.Egoísta (Un Segundo Más De Ti)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-3540856540701117332</id><published>2010-03-26T01:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:22:42.751-02:00</updated><title type='text'>72. DEZEN9VE (Countdown)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tá, admito que a semana passou voando. E então, num BOOOM! Chegou! Dezenove anos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me sinto feliz pelas pessoas dizerem que eu ainda sou novo, tava me achando velho já, rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fico feliz por ter recebido telefonemas tão especiais de pessoas de muito longe. E até scraps são válidos nessa contagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje parei pra pensar na vida, e descobri que vivemos em contagem regressiva ou agressiva, como gosto de falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Regressiva pois parece que quanto mais velhos ficamos, mais bobos ficamos, ou será que é só comigo que isso acontece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agressivo porque, sinceramente... Olha o que o tempo faz com nosso corpo! Meu Deus, tenho medo de ficar um velho pelancudo! Pronto, falei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou vaidoso sim! E tenho dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one... FUN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-3540856540701117332?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/3540856540701117332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=3540856540701117332&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3540856540701117332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/3540856540701117332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/03/72-dezen9ve-countdown.html' title='72. DEZEN9VE (Countdown)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2254619743495819487</id><published>2010-03-19T23:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:22:30.734-02:00</updated><title type='text'>71.No Te Calles (The Young Hurricane)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estás bien?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Te hás sucedido algo a ti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Te han golpeado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Busca ayuda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tu sabes que el suicidio és la segunda causa de muerte en los jóvenes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Los adolescentes entre 11 y 20 años cometen la mayoría de suicídios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No desesperes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ya basta. Grita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Busca ayuda. No te calles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por lo tanto, puede ser damasiado tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"We can change everything... If we want to".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2254619743495819487?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2254619743495819487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2254619743495819487&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2254619743495819487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2254619743495819487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/03/71no-te-calles-young-hurricane.html' title='71.No Te Calles (The Young Hurricane)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2645280202721936159</id><published>2010-03-13T00:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:22:18.179-02:00</updated><title type='text'>70. Carta ao Pai (From Son To Father)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cadê você quando tudo deu errado?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Onde você estava quando eu precisei de conselhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por quê me faz sentir-me tão solitário?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É algum teste? Ou é abandono?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De filho para pai eu digo que não te conheço, mas eu quero conhecer-te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De filho para pai eu te suplico a verdade, você realmente me amou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De filho para pai eu digo que estou destruído por dentro, mas estou esperançoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E de repente, meu celular tocou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Número Desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Alô. Quem fala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- É o Pai, meu filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você realmente estava lá por mim, me esperando após a tempestade para me abraçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Keep the faith, keep your faith".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2645280202721936159?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2645280202721936159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2645280202721936159&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2645280202721936159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2645280202721936159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/03/70-carta-ao-pai-from-son-to-father.html' title='70. Carta ao Pai (From Son To Father)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-2628617387098891578</id><published>2010-03-07T20:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:22:03.377-02:00</updated><title type='text'>69. Águas de Março (The Rain)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Havia algo de diferente no vento, seu sopro umidecido me dizia que algo estava por vir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não demorou muito e o céu acinzentou-se, eu realmente adoro essa época do ano, não só pelo fato de fazer aniversário nessa época, mas pelo seu clima em si. As gotas começaram a cair com suavidade do céu obscuro, o vento soprava forte e havia ausência de raios ou trovões. O mês de Março, para mim, sempre foi muito significativo. Não demorou muito e a chuva apertou, por mais de três horas as águas de Março caíram sem parar, deixando o estado do Rio de Janeiro sob água, e seus habitantes trancados em casa no sábado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"São as águas de março fechando o verão, é a promessa de vida no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; coração".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-2628617387098891578?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/2628617387098891578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=2628617387098891578&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2628617387098891578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/2628617387098891578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/03/69-aguas-de-marco-rain.html' title='69. Águas de Março (The Rain)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-7735576619215472113</id><published>2010-02-28T16:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:21:53.509-02:00</updated><title type='text'>68. Traído (Betrayed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu fui o único que te pegou pela mão, o único que te defendeu contra os outros.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu nunca serei como você, nunca farei o que você fez, nunca de novo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora estou me perdoando por ter ficado tanto tempo com alguém tão solitário e egoísta como você, qual seu problema?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depois te tudo que passamos, como você pôde me fazer isso?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas vai passar, preciso me isolar bem longe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Você já tentou dormir com o coração quebrado?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" target=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" target=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7272037093746059542-7735576619215472113?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/7735576619215472113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=7735576619215472113&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7735576619215472113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/7735576619215472113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/02/68-traido-betrayed.html' title='68. Traído (Betrayed)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5738271430692143221</id><published>2010-02-12T00:34:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:21:43.299-02:00</updated><title type='text'>67. Coragem (Courage)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quarta-feira eu fui ao médico fazer exame pra tentar resolver logo aquele meu problema, lembra? (Post 58). O exame me surpreendeu, pois apesar dele ter enfiado DUAS vezes a agulha no meu pescoço, eu não senti dor - Já disse que tenho &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;pavor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; de agulhas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas mesmo assim, na hora em que me deitei na maca, a coragem passou longe e nem mandou lembranças, minhas mãos suaram, mas a presença da minha mãe me fez superar tudo, me deu forças naquele momento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=&amp;gt; Por fim, venho comunicar a todos que estarei viajando pra casa de praia de meus tios, passarei o carnaval lá. Desejo à todos um ótimo carnaval! Até a próxima, amigos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Eu descobri que a coragem tem gosto de guarda-chuva".&lt;/b&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/7272037093746059542-5738271430692143221?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5738271430692143221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5738271430692143221&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5738271430692143221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5738271430692143221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/02/67-coragem-courage.html' title='67. Coragem (Courage)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-1336900735782462954</id><published>2010-02-06T13:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:21:20.761-02:00</updated><title type='text'>66. Dias Ruins (Bad Days)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Passei por dias ruins, e sei que todos tem seus dias ruins. Mas andei ouvindo por aí que é preciso não desanimar porque o mundo irá girar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sempre que estamos mal aparece uma canção trsite que nos faz melhorar, e isso é engraçado, pelo menos pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"You had a bad day. Oh! You had a bad day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-1336900735782462954?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/1336900735782462954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=1336900735782462954&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1336900735782462954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/1336900735782462954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/02/66-dias-ruins-bad-days.html' title='66. Dias Ruins (Bad Days)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5451637623258133769</id><published>2010-01-30T13:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:21:03.618-02:00</updated><title type='text'>65. Em Poucas Palavras (Going Dark)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ela olhou fundo nos meus olhos, estava determinada. Pensou um pouco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então falou: "Não estou gostando de quem você se tornou!". - Demorei um pouco em silêncio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas reergui a cabeça e olhei-a nos olhos, então retruquei: "Quem falou que era pra gostar?" - Minha sombrancelha direita se levantou, mas a cabeça dela abaixou-se e então,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dando meia volta, ela saiu pela porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Nunca quis magoar ninguém, mas parece que é um dom natural meu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5451637623258133769?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5451637623258133769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5451637623258133769&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5451637623258133769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5451637623258133769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/65-em-poucas-palavras-going-dark.html' title='65. Em Poucas Palavras (Going Dark)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5421715052356918342</id><published>2010-01-23T19:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:20:30.523-02:00</updated><title type='text'>64. Lembre-se (Remember December)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu sinto uma separação se aproximando, porque ambos sabemos que precisamos seguir em frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E é só provar que não há nada pelo que lutar para se render, porque a verdade é que eu odiaria negar isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lute contra a pressão. Eu sei que posso fazer isso, sei que podemos fazer isso juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas, por favor, lembre-se de Dezembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez não seja surpresa pra você, mas eu sinto uma separação se aproximando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por favor, lembre-se de Dezembro. Porque eu tenho uma lembrança guardada de nós dois aqui dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lembre-se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Eu lembro de nós juntos com a promesa: 'Para Sempre'".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5421715052356918342?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5421715052356918342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5421715052356918342&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5421715052356918342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5421715052356918342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/64-lembre-se-remember-december.html' title='64. Lembre-se (Remember December)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5599599493188325486</id><published>2010-01-16T15:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:20:20.219-02:00</updated><title type='text'>63. Identidade Social (ID)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rigorosamente, os seres humanos nascem machos ou fêmeas. É através da educação que recebem que se tornam homens e mulheres. A identidade social é, portanto, socialmente construída.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SAFFIOTI, Heleieth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5599599493188325486?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5599599493188325486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5599599493188325486&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5599599493188325486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5599599493188325486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/63-identidade-social-id.html' title='63. Identidade Social (ID)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-6562006564498987869</id><published>2010-01-11T18:33:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:20:11.258-02:00</updated><title type='text'>62. Sinfonia de Bar (The Cup)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDANIEL%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Batang; panose-1:2 3 6 0 0 1 1 1 1 1; mso-font-alt:바탕; mso-font-charset:129; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:fixed; mso-font-signature:1 151388160 16 0 524288 0;}@font-face {font-family:"\@Batang"; panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:129; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:fixed; mso-font-signature:1 151388160 16 0 524288 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:Batang;}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Não me olhes assim!" - Disse o copo pra mim enquanto o suave borbulhar de palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;estourava ao fundo daquele ambiente antiquado, que me lembrava os anos 60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cavalheiros com seus paletós amarrotados, após o dia de trabalho, bebiam e tagarelavam alto suas besteiras no balcão, garçons lavavam os copos criando estridentes estalidos e o blues, o velho blues ao fundo harmonizando tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Eu lembro beijos, blues e poesia..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-6562006564498987869?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/6562006564498987869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=6562006564498987869&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6562006564498987869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/6562006564498987869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/62-sinfonia-de-bar-cup_9139.html' title='62. Sinfonia de Bar (The Cup)'/><author><name>Daniel Braga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298259666349106436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0F-opdhpk/TWzkl43mSoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5ByZcxe4oS4/s220/Dani.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272037093746059542.post-5276953518962492243</id><published>2010-01-03T01:12:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:19:57.310-02:00</updated><title type='text'>61. Novidade (Newness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDANIEL%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; panose-1:2 11 6 3 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esse meu jogo é perigoso demais... É como brincar com fogo e gasolina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma explosão no céu, prata, dourado e mais uma imensidão de cores gerada pelo fósforo e pavio, outra combinação perigosa, que combina – temos que admitir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas vai ano vem ano, a gente ri, a gente chora e comemora o novo amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já não tenho mais verdades pra dizer, então vou me recolhendo por aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Em meu peito a novidade vai, enfim, me libertar.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272037093746059542-5276953518962492243?l=braga-daniel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/feeds/5276953518962492243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272037093746059542&amp;postID=5276953518962492243&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5276953518962492243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272037093746059542/posts/default/5276953518962492243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braga-daniel.blogspot.com/2010/01/60-novidade-newness.html' title='61. 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