<?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-4193466311792583409</id><updated>2011-11-18T04:02:12.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sonhos,ilusões e outras coisas...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Milene Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16987022569319165031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-3198368200723426573</id><published>2011-11-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:26:16.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mR86kOYTzJM/TrHDYw9TTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WG5vSHziFlo/s1600/imagesCAJG38FO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mR86kOYTzJM/TrHDYw9TTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WG5vSHziFlo/s1600/imagesCAJG38FO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;Que bom poder agradecer à Deus pela vida.Cada dia mais percebo como ele é perfeito e maravilhoso.Fez tudo&amp;nbsp;e deixou pra nós.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos escolher ser melhores cada dia,pois,ele nos deixou também a bíblia,pra sabermos como é guiar nossas vidas com seus ensinamentos.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil claro somos humanos,mais é muito bom tentar e perceber que ele é o melhor caminho.E mesmo muitas vezes errando,ele nos espera de braços abertos e a chance de recomeçar.Nos levanta,nos ama e nos acolhe."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-3198368200723426573?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mR86kOYTzJM/TrHDYw9TTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WG5vSHziFlo/s72-c/imagesCAJG38FO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-863144504249117060</id><published>2011-10-28T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:27:59.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Amanhecer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jWZVUGyPUQ/TqtVUwiYmnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FE5HB1voH-U/s1600/imagesCAZLPSUB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jWZVUGyPUQ/TqtVUwiYmnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FE5HB1voH-U/s1600/imagesCAZLPSUB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Amanhecer nos faz sentir a esperança de poder recomeçar,de poder tentar de novo, de arrumar oque não&amp;nbsp;deu muito certo.O sol nascendo,é como também renascer de alguma forma,recomeçar com passos pequenos e firmes acreditando que se não der certo,teremos um outro amanhecer"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-863144504249117060?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/863144504249117060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amanhecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/863144504249117060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/863144504249117060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amanhecer.html' title='&quot;O Amanhecer...'/><author><name>Milene Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16987022569319165031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jWZVUGyPUQ/TqtVUwiYmnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FE5HB1voH-U/s72-c/imagesCAZLPSUB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-2611699580911857482</id><published>2011-10-27T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T17:52:29.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Teimosia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5pJoPyx99c/Tqn6N3SO9_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1pwHeELo0rs/s1600/imagesCAMCYRBK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5pJoPyx99c/Tqn6N3SO9_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1pwHeELo0rs/s1600/imagesCAMCYRBK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Você se tornou um passado sem sentido.Por que não escutei meu coração que dizia que eu iria me arrepender, que oque eu sentia por você não era amor,era um capricho por que sabia que não poderia ser meu.Que não iria sonhar meus sonhos,olhar juntos pra uma mesma direção.Quanto tempo perdido por causa de uma teimosia,hoje teimo em fingir que tudo não passou de um pesadelo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-2611699580911857482?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/2611699580911857482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/teimosia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/2611699580911857482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/2611699580911857482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/teimosia.html' title='&quot;Teimosia'/><author><name>Milene Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16987022569319165031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5pJoPyx99c/Tqn6N3SO9_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1pwHeELo0rs/s72-c/imagesCAMCYRBK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-4064741693557027923</id><published>2011-10-26T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:56:37.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5jVBlc6FJY/TqgRQbBBV2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZF4O4ozQics/s1600/imagesCAWG713L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5jVBlc6FJY/TqgRQbBBV2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZF4O4ozQics/s1600/imagesCAWG713L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As vezes sentir&amp;nbsp;saudade é bom, aquela saudade que sabe que vai poder matar, mais tem saudades que sufocam, nos deixa inquietas,sempre como algo incômo, como uma pedra no sapato que enquanto não tirar não consegue ficar bem.Saudade ruim é assim, não adianta chorar, não adianta fazer um monte de coisa pra ver se esquece.Por a saudade é como uma pedra no coração,e se não tem como tirar,apenas se acostume.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-4064741693557027923?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/4064741693557027923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/4064741693557027923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/4064741693557027923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/saudade.html' title='Saudade..'/><author><name>Milene Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16987022569319165031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5jVBlc6FJY/TqgRQbBBV2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZF4O4ozQics/s72-c/imagesCAWG713L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-3862876211322371965</id><published>2011-10-24T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T19:33:31.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acreditar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sempre precisamos acreditar .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar em Deus, acreditar que mesmo que não pareça, tudo vai dar certo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar em palavras, mesmo que muitas vezes elas não sejam verdadeiras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar até mesmo que ao sofrer por amor podemos tirar algo engraçado disso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar que nada é pra sempre, e que tudo passa até as coisas boas..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;É..preciso acreditar mais em mim.Acreditar que quem acredita em si pode ser oque quizer!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-3862876211322371965?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/3862876211322371965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/acreditar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/3862876211322371965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/3862876211322371965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/acreditar.html' title='Acreditar...'/><author><name>Milene Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16987022569319165031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY1LxhrloGY/TsZItMRAS5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/Cajdpa1otTQ/s220/Foto_A0424.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4193466311792583409.post-1592898571468224079</id><published>2011-10-24T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:16:30.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me diz o&amp;nbsp;que é amor, me responde por favor..﻿É difícil dizer, mais podemos sentir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aprendi que quando é amor, você sabe que é, não há dúvidas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais&amp;nbsp;muitas vezes entramos em ilusões que pensamos que é amor, mais se é ilusão não é amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é real, é vivo, é alegre, nos faz sentir leve e ao mesmo tempo com os pés no chão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor não se corre atrás, ele acontece sem agente esperar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4193466311792583409-1592898571468224079?l=milenecristina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/feeds/1592898571468224079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/1592898571468224079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4193466311792583409/posts/default/1592898571468224079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milenecristina.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor.html' title='O 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