tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76277367430516507162012-01-31T10:18:08.941-08:00ClareanaUm olhar sobre literatura, história, poesia, música, cinema, sentimentos, arte, saudade, madrugada, teoria política e... um pouco sobre mim.Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.comBlogger14371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-49226806410417713332012-01-28T15:37:00.000-08:002012-01-28T15:40:58.007-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFLCR3Jm3g/TySHhOZMLPI/AAAAAAAABXE/DQRez_xJjhM/s1600/before-sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFLCR3Jm3g/TySHhOZMLPI/AAAAAAAABXE/DQRez_xJjhM/s320/before-sunrise.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4922680641041771333?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-20316787965072295222012-01-28T15:29:00.000-08:002012-01-28T15:29:41.214-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">cansada de muitas coisas... preferindo o silêncio... fugindo de palavras vazias e ressentimentos... fugindo de carências e hipocrisias... ouço... sinto... fecho os olhos... espero... não me precipito... me calo... porque não há nada há ser dito... não pra você! </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2031678796507229522?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-29986113667840936602012-01-28T15:26:00.001-08:002012-01-28T15:26:46.057-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/EIebdBRAcl0/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIebdBRAcl0&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIebdBRAcl0&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2998611366784093660?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-31372997769469086082012-01-28T15:21:00.000-08:002012-01-28T15:21:33.723-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">sentimentos difíceis.... complicados... há coisas que precisam ser deixadas no silêncio... como se não pudessem ser tocadas... nem sentidas... feche os olhos... ouça a música que eleva a sua alma... que te acolhe e silencia seu coração.... </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3137299776946908608?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-42118115213046608782012-01-28T11:53:00.001-08:002012-01-28T11:53:39.325-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/YOzT-_KnSuY/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOzT-_KnSuY&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOzT-_KnSuY&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4211811521304660878?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-59698305218234064762012-01-28T11:43:00.001-08:002012-01-28T11:43:49.564-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/7Qn3tel9FWU/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Qn3tel9FWU&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Qn3tel9FWU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5969830521823406476?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-78807738201997277702012-01-19T17:13:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:13:47.876-08:00Tristesse<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Como você pode pedir<br />Prá que eu fale<br />Do nosso amor<br />Que foi tão forte<br />E ainda é<br />Mas cada um se foi...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Quanta saudade<br />Brilha em mim<br />Se cada sonho é seu<br />Virou história em sua vida<br />Mas prá mim não morreu...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Lembra, lembra, lembra<br />Cada instante que passou<br />De cada perigo<br />Da audácia do temor<br />Que sobrevivemos<br />Que cobrimos de emoção<br />Volta a pensar então...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Sinto, penso, espero<br />Fico tenso toda vez<br />Que nos encontramos<br />Nos olhamos sem viver<br />Pára de fingir<br />Que não sou parte<br />Do seu mundo<br />Volta a pensar então...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Como você pode pedir!</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"><i>Beto Guedes</i></div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7880773820199727770?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-74095660955922207522012-01-19T17:11:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:11:41.355-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">vale a pena??? a alma é pequena... então nem vou tentar....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7409566095592220752?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-50985593066698650482012-01-19T17:10:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:10:19.161-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">e... só se luta por aquilo que se quer... e muito... e só desiste quando você é mais forte do que tudo.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5098559306669865048?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-76803106819659654642012-01-19T17:08:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:08:06.147-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">não se destrói coisas assim... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7680310681965965464?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-31151746601316374542012-01-19T17:07:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:07:10.657-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">... e foi justamente aí que tudo se perdeu....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3115174660131637454?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-51478349211265888902012-01-19T16:57:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:57:45.112-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/XHv6K1JVZPE/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHv6K1JVZPE&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHv6K1JVZPE&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5147834921126588890?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-45357115616549559062012-01-19T16:53:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:53:03.060-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/bEjrzL4AJ4A/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEjrzL4AJ4A&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEjrzL4AJ4A&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4535711561654955906?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-58922923471868289622012-01-19T16:47:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:47:43.786-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">há pessoas que valem a pena... pena que são poucas... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5892292347186828962?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-77585045515470747302012-01-19T16:45:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:45:47.419-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">toda vez que vejo a cena da piscina em A Liberdade á Azul... penso que preciso voltar a nadar....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7758504551547074730?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-78905764443535915032012-01-19T16:17:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:17:30.831-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tn7q6l3_bI/TxiyfA44VmI/AAAAAAAABW0/wgONIHemSuY/s1600/Liberdade2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tn7q6l3_bI/TxiyfA44VmI/AAAAAAAABW0/wgONIHemSuY/s1600/Liberdade2.jpg" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7890576444353591503?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-20805413168169310502012-01-19T16:14:00.001-08:002012-01-19T16:14:53.860-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Eu nunca escrevi sobre o vazio daquela casa... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2080541316816931050?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-16028981469780870612012-01-19T16:03:00.000-08:002012-01-19T16:03:25.439-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">O final de Antes do Pôr do Sol é delicioso.... não sei explicar... será a voz de Nina Simone????<br />Outro filme... agora sim "A Liberdade é Azul"...<br />O vinho ainda não acabou... a noite é longa... a chuva se foi....<br />ficou o silêncio...<br />e o desejo...<br />será a cena final do filme anterior???<br />Me diga.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1602898146978087061?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-54759318897263928082012-01-19T15:38:00.000-08:002012-01-19T15:38:19.391-08:00Uma Valsa Por Uma Noite<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div style="background-color: white; color: #686868; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Deixe-me cantar uma valsa para você/ Vinda de lugar algum, vinda dos meus pensamentos</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #686868; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Deixe-me cantar uma valsa para você/ Sobre essa única noite</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #686868; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Você foi para mim naquela noite/ Tudo o que eu sempre sonhei na vida</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Mas agora você se foi/ Você se foi para longe/ Direto para sua ilha de chuva</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Para você foi só um caso de uma noite/ Mas você foi muito mais para mim/ Só para você saber</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Eu ouço rumores sobre você/ Sobre todas as coisas ruins que você faz/ Mas quando estivemos juntos a sós/ Você não pareceu nem um pouco com um jogador/ Eu ouço rumores sobre você</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sobre todas as coisas ruins que você faz/ Mas quando estivemos juntos a sós</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Você não pareceu nem um pouco com um jogador/ Eu não tenho amargura, meu querido</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Eu nunca vou esquecer esse caso de uma noite/ Mesmo amanhã, em outros braços</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Meu coração será seu até eu morrer/ Deixe-me cantar uma valsa para você</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Vinda de lugar algum, vinda das minhas tristezas/ Deixe-me cantar uma valsa para você</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sobre essa adorável única noite</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"><h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #a3a3a3; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">A Waltz For a Night (tradução da canção do filme Antes do Pôr do Sol) </span></h3></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5475931889726392808?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-34785480165662539892012-01-19T14:49:00.001-08:002012-01-19T14:49:52.925-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">.. querer as coisas é bom. é só não se aborrecer quando não as têm...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3478548016566253989?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-49726268181921392742012-01-19T14:48:00.000-08:002012-01-19T14:48:03.207-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">... é bom sentir que nossos desejos se renovam...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4972626818192139274?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-9139425302050874142012-01-19T14:47:00.000-08:002012-01-19T14:47:31.523-08:00Meu outono em Portugal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DEyDciVydU/TxidWGP4n7I/AAAAAAAABWs/KMna9luB9UE/s1600/DSC01703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DEyDciVydU/TxidWGP4n7I/AAAAAAAABWs/KMna9luB9UE/s320/DSC01703.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-913942530205087414?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-54447123163115524862012-01-19T14:41:00.001-08:002012-01-19T14:41:45.126-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">onde está você agora? (...)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5444712316311552486?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-80749243338198211442012-01-19T14:35:00.001-08:002012-01-19T14:35:55.123-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJB82pn7g8M/TxiauyPGCxI/AAAAAAAABWk/YeO1SGRDE6U/s1600/beforesunset05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJB82pn7g8M/TxiauyPGCxI/AAAAAAAABWk/YeO1SGRDE6U/s320/beforesunset05.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8074924333819821144?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-60861760805672030262012-01-19T14:33:00.001-08:002012-01-19T14:33:43.831-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">... é bom saber que a gente faz parte das lembranças de alguém...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-6086176080567203026?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-58390996290258439222012-01-19T14:32:00.001-08:002012-01-19T14:32:39.579-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">... todo mundo quer acreditar no amor.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5839099629025843922?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-2465760895878802302012-01-19T14:31:00.000-08:002012-01-19T14:31:02.820-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">está chovendo... acendi um incenso... abri um vinho... fiz um minestrone... e coloquei um filme: Antes do Pôr do Sol. fiquei em dúvida, entre a Liberdade e Azul e Antes do Pôr do Sol... os dois são adequados para uma noite de chuva e vinho... estou aqui sorrindo sozinha com as situações expostas no filme... encontros e desencontros... saudades e desejos... decisões... a única coisa que estraga é o calor... </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-246576089587880230?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-65348495691263477182012-01-17T17:44:00.000-08:002012-01-17T17:44:29.122-08:00Saudades do México<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77X9kivV_6k/TxYjxEbECNI/AAAAAAAABWc/-NK3YLJCxT0/s1600/coyoacan+street.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77X9kivV_6k/TxYjxEbECNI/AAAAAAAABWc/-NK3YLJCxT0/s1600/coyoacan+street.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Coyoacan</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-6534849569126347718?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-7828583791441850932012-01-17T17:40:00.001-08:002012-01-17T17:40:14.894-08:00...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>... escribimos palabras sin respuesta....</i><br /><br />Octavio Paz</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-782858379144185093?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-19376387728202146482012-01-17T08:50:00.000-08:002012-01-17T08:50:33.975-08:00Voa bicho<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">Andorinha voou, voou<br />Fez um ninho no meu chapéu<br />E um buraco bem no meio do céu<br />E lá vou eu como passarinho<br />Sem destino nem sensatez<br />Sem dinheiro nem pra um pastel chinês.</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">A andorinha voou, voou<br />Fez um ninho na minha mão<br />E um buraco bem no meu coração<br />E lá vou eu como um passarinho<br />Como um bicho que sai do ninho<br />Sem vacilo nem dor na minha vez.</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">A andorinha voa veloz<br />Voa mais do que minha voz<br />Andorinha faz a canção<br />Que eu não fiz<br />Andorinha voa feliz<br />Tem mais força que minha mão<br />Mas sozinha não faz verão.</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;">A andorinha voou, voou<br />Fez um ninho na minha mão<br />E um buraco bem no meu coração<br />E lá vou eu como um passarinho<br />Como um bicho que sai do ninho<br />Sem vacilo nem dor na minha vez.</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"><i>Telo Borges e Marcio Borges na voz de Milton Nascimento</i></div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0429688) 0px 1px 1px;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1937638772820214648?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-35592424532517291012012-01-17T05:51:00.001-08:002012-01-17T05:51:44.740-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">"estamos en las manos del tiempo"<br /><br />"la historia es el camino"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3559242453251729101?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-78636167242275098952012-01-16T21:04:00.001-08:002012-01-16T21:04:52.230-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQxve5ATtRQ/TxUBbNaQWPI/AAAAAAAABVw/D7z1O5cdO1U/s1600/estante_parede6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQxve5ATtRQ/TxUBbNaQWPI/AAAAAAAABVw/D7z1O5cdO1U/s320/estante_parede6.jpg" width="274" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7863616724227509895?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-54770307465178305942012-01-16T21:00:00.000-08:002012-01-16T21:00:19.968-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">tem coisa que não dá... não entendo... nem quero entender... não vou forçar... não sinto nada....<br />não por você!!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5477030746517830594?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-26907625022766718522012-01-16T20:55:00.000-08:002012-01-16T20:55:24.649-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">prefiro a solidão de me ter por inteira do que a companhia de quem me reduz....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2690762502276671852?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-29550106628600402662012-01-11T17:58:00.001-08:002012-01-11T17:58:47.255-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">... tem certas coisas que eu não sei dizer....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2955010662860040266?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-57734797623182593782012-01-07T17:24:00.001-08:002012-01-07T17:25:18.657-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">“</span><span class="quote" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Tem coisa que eu deixo passar. Não vale a pena. Tem gente que não vale a dor de cabeça. Tem coisa que não vale uma gastrite nervosa. Entende isso? Não vale. Não vale dor alguma, sacrifício nenhum.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">”</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"> </span> <br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Cazuza</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5773479762318259378?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-41844796647107219172012-01-07T17:10:00.000-08:002012-01-07T17:10:04.830-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">entre estantes e livros, música e silêncio, ruas e avenidas.... a noite se vai.... há muitas coisas que ainda não entendo... há verdades adormecidas... saudades e desejos....e mais uma vez, você estava lá... um pensamento... uma lembrança... e você é quem estava lá... sempre você... e vai continuar sendo você.... </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4184479664710721917?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-34994866485382075862011-12-29T08:09:00.001-08:002011-12-29T08:09:11.083-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oolyFyL0V8/TvyQlCjaGDI/AAAAAAAABVo/p1AX8uX7COk/s1600/lata-cha-vela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oolyFyL0V8/TvyQlCjaGDI/AAAAAAAABVo/p1AX8uX7COk/s320/lata-cha-vela.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Feliz 2012!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3499486648538207586?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-9350818280480039892011-12-19T17:43:00.000-08:002011-12-19T17:43:54.197-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">trouxe cores e lembranças, imagens e sonhos, trouxe comigo o futuro... o presente já se desfez... em passado se transformou... cá estamos nós de novo.... em fiapos de memórias.... para onde vamos? espero e me calo... não durmo... a noite é quente e as palavras são poucas.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-935081828048003989?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-75004028268777985182011-12-19T17:40:00.001-08:002011-12-19T17:40:06.514-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">falta tempo.... tempo... para ser e sentir.... para ver, para ouvir... falta tempo....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7500402826877798518?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-76858042404909285832011-11-26T15:36:00.000-08:002011-11-26T15:36:13.389-08:00Milton Nascimento - Ponta de Areia (Sand Edge)<iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y1vD3e531rQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7685804240490928583?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-30717013213448294732011-11-26T15:27:00.001-08:002011-11-26T15:27:40.532-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">muitas vezes, não sinto nada... em outras... sinto tudo!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3071701321344829473?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-54941986710972275782011-11-26T15:26:00.000-08:002011-11-26T15:26:50.576-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">(...)</span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Porque se chamavam homens </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Também se chamavam sonhos </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E sonhos não envelhecem </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">(...)</span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E basta contar compasso </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E basta contar consigo </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Que a chama não tem pavio </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">De tudo se faz canção </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E o coração na curva </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">De um rio (...)</span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E o rio de asfalto e gente </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Entorna pelas ladeiras </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Entope o meio-fio </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Esquina mais de um milhão </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Quero ver então a gente, gente </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Gente, gente, gente, gente, gente </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">E lá se vai </span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; min-height: 1.5em;">Lô Borges - Clube da Esquina 2</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5494198671097227578?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-12552391989397980982011-11-26T15:24:00.000-08:002011-11-26T15:30:01.761-08:00Socorro<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Não estou sentindo nada<br />Nem medo, nem calor, nem fogo<br />Não vai dar mais pra chorar<br />Nem pra rir...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Alguma alma mesmo que penada<br />Me empreste suas penas<br />Já não sinto amor, nem dor<br />Já não sinto nada...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Alguém me dê um coração<br />Que esse já não bate nem apanha<br />Por favor!<br />Uma emoção pequena, qualquer coisa!<br />Qualquer coisa que se sinta...<br />Tem tantos sentimentos<br />Deve ter algum que sirva<br />Qualquer coisa que se sinta<br />Tem tantos sentimentos<br />Deve ter algum que sirva...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Alguma rua que me dê sentido<br />Em qualquer cruzamento<br />Acostamento, encruzilhada<br />Socorro! Eu já não sinto nada...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Não estou sentindo nada [nada]<br />Nem medo, nem calor, nem fogo<br />Nem vontade de chorar<br />Nem de rir...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Alguma alma mesmo que penada<br />Me empreste suas penas<br />Eu Já não sinto amor, nem dor<br />Já não sinto nada...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Socorro!<br />Alguém me dê um coração<br />Que esse já não bate<br />Nem apanha<br />Por favor!<br />Uma emoção pequena qualquer coisa!<br />Qualquer coisa que se sinta...<br />Tem tantos sentimentos<br />Deve ter algum que sirva<br />Qualquer coisa que se sinta<br />Tem tantos sentimentos<br />Deve ter algum que sirva...</div><div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">(Arnaldo Antunes/Alice Ruiz)</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1255239198939798098?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-251585808235533142011-11-11T17:49:00.000-08:002011-11-11T17:49:48.454-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/PoPL7BExSQU/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PoPL7BExSQU&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PoPL7BExSQU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>o tempo... o passado, paredes e luzes... música... jazz... Miles Davis, blue in green by. tantas coisas... lembranças já esquecidas??? </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-25158580823553314?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-34226086844434698562011-11-11T17:21:00.000-08:002011-11-11T17:21:33.594-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/xvHYGv-Ul18/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvHYGv-Ul18&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvHYGv-Ul18&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>Estou aqui pensando em filmes sobre... comida!!! Estava aqui me lembrando da "Festa de Babette". Quantas cenas deliciosas nesse filme... dá água na boca não dá???</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3422608684443469856?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-63886281836801229472011-10-25T15:37:00.000-07:002011-10-25T15:37:13.471-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lInYlDyW1Ys/Tqc4WVKGdFI/AAAAAAAABVE/sesmd5M-Kfg/s1600/bleu+-+julliete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="182" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lInYlDyW1Ys/Tqc4WVKGdFI/AAAAAAAABVE/sesmd5M-Kfg/s320/bleu+-+julliete.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><i>A Liberdade é Azul </i>- dirigido por Krystof Kieslowski é um dos filmes que tenho em casa, daqueles que vejo e revejo muitas vezes. Essa cena, de Juliette Binoche (Julie) na piscina me toca de uma forma particular. Uma imensidão azul.... que incorpora a tristeza que a personagem sente naquele momento.... é uma tristeza que a faz voltar ao passado, mas que ao mesmo tempo... a liberta... a faz seguir em frente... e ela segue....<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-6388628183680122947?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-58900126305404136962011-10-25T15:27:00.000-07:002011-10-25T15:27:39.355-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">ahhh chuva.... chuva que leva pra longe meus pensamentos.... chuva que cai forte e lava a alma... aquieta e depois desacomoda.... há um rio em mim..... há caminhos a serem trilhados.... há medos a serem vencidos... hoje a noite vai ser de filmes e vinhos... um respiro nessa vida louca!!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5890012630540413696?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-80842315679082126522011-10-20T17:53:00.001-07:002011-10-20T17:53:11.614-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTRCKYNlIPU/TqDCbVJ4w_I/AAAAAAAABU4/rvjfrqMABD0/s1600/13ch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTRCKYNlIPU/TqDCbVJ4w_I/AAAAAAAABU4/rvjfrqMABD0/s320/13ch.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8084231567908212652?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-71348887915761203932011-10-09T15:37:00.001-07:002011-10-09T15:37:57.349-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e4e4e4; color: #5e5745; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;">Perdí mis mejores años siendo mantenida por un hombre, sin hacer nada aparte de lo que creía que lo beneficiaría y ayudaría. Nunca pensé en mí misma y, después de seis años, la respuesta de él es que la fidelidad es una virtud burguesa, que sólo existe para conocer [las personas] y para lograr ganancias económicas. (...) Sé que fui tan estúpida como se puede ser, pero fui sinceramente estúpida. Imagino, o por lo menos espero, que me recobraré poco a poco. Voy a intentar crear una vida nueva, colocando mi energía en algo que me ayude a superar esto del modo más inteligente.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e4e4e4; color: #5e5745; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e4e4e4; color: #5e5745; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;">Frida Kahlo</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7134888791576120393?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-84160926481386825732011-10-09T15:33:00.001-07:002011-10-09T15:33:58.274-07:00Casa de Frida<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAJ8Dd1n6EY/TpIhPxfNcYI/AAAAAAAABU0/dKFokqbJb3U/s1600/Frida+Kahlo_Casa+Azul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAJ8Dd1n6EY/TpIhPxfNcYI/AAAAAAAABU0/dKFokqbJb3U/s320/Frida+Kahlo_Casa+Azul.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8416092648138682573?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-80952577445056115612011-10-07T13:16:00.000-07:002011-10-07T13:18:14.202-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGDYLrfzQkM/To9egAX6smI/AAAAAAAABUw/HCfhwYVSCoQ/s1600/dani-3.chjpg_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGDYLrfzQkM/To9egAX6smI/AAAAAAAABUw/HCfhwYVSCoQ/s400/dani-3.chjpg_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660847160577143394" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8095257744505611561?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-36955380640690227992011-10-04T20:24:00.000-07:002011-10-04T20:26:18.690-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RE0bF5tUwLk/TovOVTsc3KI/AAAAAAAABUo/LDeTqyvFACU/s1600/sozinha_pes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RE0bF5tUwLk/TovOVTsc3KI/AAAAAAAABUo/LDeTqyvFACU/s400/sozinha_pes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659844222180449442" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3695538064069022799?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-36743561451114338942011-10-04T20:20:00.000-07:002011-10-04T20:21:22.735-07:00sabe... se você ler isso... estou aqui pensando... em coisas que não poderia dizer a mais ninguém... a não ser à você...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3674356145111433894?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-34073943808378388622011-09-30T19:38:00.000-07:002011-09-30T19:40:38.728-07:00Um canto...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elmAGHAUWtw/ToZ9l5K-20I/AAAAAAAABUY/wLgyNqNLFwA/s1600/bookcase.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elmAGHAUWtw/ToZ9l5K-20I/AAAAAAAABUY/wLgyNqNLFwA/s400/bookcase.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658348071793122114" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3407394380837838862?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-62741764408943696932011-09-30T19:36:00.000-07:002011-09-30T19:38:41.207-07:00Uma pausa....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVlHYdlhbKg/ToZ9FGUWucI/AAAAAAAABUQ/FZbhSpNxYgc/s1600/DSC00142.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVlHYdlhbKg/ToZ9FGUWucI/AAAAAAAABUQ/FZbhSpNxYgc/s400/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658347508386412994" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-6274176440894369693?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-38900135667796463842011-09-20T06:43:00.001-07:002011-09-20T06:43:54.882-07:00Louise Michel<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52Mst4INLwY/TniYiogwYeI/AAAAAAAABSY/qfJ-zIQUScM/s1600/Louise_Michel.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52Mst4INLwY/TniYiogwYeI/AAAAAAAABSY/qfJ-zIQUScM/s400/Louise_Michel.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654437052921438690" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3890013566779646384?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-47791004267862758292011-09-20T06:42:00.001-07:002011-09-20T06:42:18.038-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 80, 80); font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">“Não se pode matar a Idéia a tiros de canhão, nem tão pouco acorrentá-la.”<br />— Louise Michel</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4779100426786275829?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-90912938040870170212011-09-17T19:41:00.001-07:002011-09-17T19:41:57.765-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(15, 22, 5); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p align="center" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(15, 22, 5); font-size: 13px; "><span ><span ><i>"<span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Uma pessoa é uma pessoa diferente para cada um. Uma pessoa são muitas pessoas juntas numa só. Uma pessoa vai sendo várias pessoas ao longo do tempo e por vezes tem dificuldade em se reconhecer naquilo que foi."</span></i></span></span></p><p align="center" style="text-align: right;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(15, 22, 5); font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span >Histórias Verdadeiras, Pedro Paixão</span></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-9091293804087017021?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-21721680481753177402011-09-17T18:30:00.000-07:002011-09-17T18:32:39.089-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_rIwaMTTRw/TnVKMXbFIyI/AAAAAAAABSQ/53SD_saH9mg/s1600/silencio-thumb0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_rIwaMTTRw/TnVKMXbFIyI/AAAAAAAABSQ/53SD_saH9mg/s400/silencio-thumb0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653506483540009762" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2172168048175317740?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-91730495160421800262011-09-17T18:28:00.000-07:002011-09-17T18:29:42.104-07:00o silêncio, às vezes, é o melhor remédio!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-9173049516042180026?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-27607462608304746802011-09-08T20:02:00.000-07:002011-09-08T20:05:59.981-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "><i>Eu já estou com o pé nas estradas<br />Qualquer dia a gente se vê<br />Sei que nada será como antes<br />Amanhã!...</i></p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "><i>Que notícias me dão dos amigos?<br />Que notícias me dão de você?<br />Alvoroço em meu coração<br />Amanhã ou depois de amanhã<br />Resistindo na boca da noite<br />Um gosto de sol...</i> (...)</p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Lo Borges</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2760746260830474680?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-22102461437575642402011-09-05T23:21:00.000-07:002011-09-05T23:22:38.934-07:00não há o antes e nem o depois, só o momento importa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2210246143757564240?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-3348441417587962212011-09-05T23:16:00.000-07:002011-09-05T23:20:28.871-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">é esquisito. vontade maldita... de te beijar... de sentir teu cheiro... e perco o sono... lutando em vão contra essa saudade... vontade...desejo...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-334844141758796221?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-17062185299905380662011-09-05T23:15:00.001-07:002011-09-05T23:15:55.235-07:00fico aqui pensando, na madrugada... por quanto tempo consigo resistir... a você?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1706218529990538066?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-5061496101832225012011-09-05T23:11:00.000-07:002011-09-05T23:12:03.313-07:00<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(239, 247, 255); ">Joguei sobre você tantos medos, tanta coisa travada, tanto medo de rejeição, tanta dor. Difícil explicar.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(239, 247, 255); "> <span class="author" style="text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; color: rgb(51, 103, 204); padding-left: 10px; "> </span></span></i><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(239, 247, 255); "><span class="author" style="text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; color: rgb(51, 103, 204); padding-left: 10px; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(239, 247, 255); "><span class="author" style="text-align: right; letter-spacing: 2px; color: rgb(51, 103, 204); padding-left: 10px; ">CFA</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-506149610183222501?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-86809373630379879952011-09-05T23:05:00.000-07:002011-09-05T23:06:45.481-07:00<i>Ama-se pelo cheiro, pelo mistério, pela paz que o outro lhe dá, ou pelo tormento que provoca.</i><div><br /></div><div>Caio F Abreu</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8680937363037987995?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-86448882846381069302011-09-05T19:24:00.000-07:002011-09-05T19:48:24.448-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i>"Não me torture
<br />Não simule
<br />Não me cure
<br />De você..."</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i>
<br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i>Marisa Monte</i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8644888284638106930?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-2521584379452481462011-09-05T18:08:00.000-07:002011-09-05T18:09:54.472-07:00me falta coragem quando o assunto é você... <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-252158437945248146?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-90694943691801183362011-09-01T23:15:00.000-07:002011-09-01T23:17:15.750-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrgJ1mcXG3M/TmB05goByHI/AAAAAAAABSI/XLOkUb-gEZs/s1600/estante-de-caixote2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrgJ1mcXG3M/TmB05goByHI/AAAAAAAABSI/XLOkUb-gEZs/s400/estante-de-caixote2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647642464081791090" /></a>
<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-9069494369180118336?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-30768251095742510732011-09-01T19:03:00.000-07:002011-09-01T19:05:52.560-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZzX6wWBKKY/TmA58qW2NEI/AAAAAAAABSA/AxEyzKVh4SU/s1600/cha-verde31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZzX6wWBKKY/TmA58qW2NEI/AAAAAAAABSA/AxEyzKVh4SU/s400/cha-verde31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647577647047652418" /></a>
<br />Noite fria com chá... <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3076825109574251073?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-70664395373342958132011-08-31T19:38:00.000-07:002011-08-31T19:41:36.416-07:00Paradeiro<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Haverá paradeiro
<br />Para o nosso desejo
<br />Dentro ou fora de um vício?</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Uns preferem dinheiro
<br />Outros querem um passeio
<br />Perto do precipício.</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Haverá paraíso
<br />sem perder o juízo e sem morrer?</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Haverá pára-raio
<br />Para o nosso desmaio
<br />No momento preciso?</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Uns vão de pára-quedas
<br />Outros juntam moedas
<br />antes do prejuízo</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Num momento propício
<br />Haverá paradeiro para isso?</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">Haverá paradeiro
<br />Para o nosso desejo
<br />Dentro ou fora de nós?</p><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; ">(Arnaldo Antunes e Marisa Monte)</p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7066439537334295813?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-52043169289777713092011-08-28T21:37:00.000-07:002011-08-28T21:38:05.328-07:00ainda estou aqui... mais calada, mais distante... mais cautelosa... mas ainda estou...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5204316928977771309?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-4214009210330309602011-08-04T19:28:00.000-07:002011-08-04T19:30:52.916-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>É uma necessidade conversar com os poetas. E se os poetas morrerem, provocarei os mortos, as flores do mal que estão na minha estante</i>. Pagu</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; "><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><br /></span><span class="aut" style="font-size: 14px; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-421400921033030960?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-79802913855981454222011-08-04T19:20:00.000-07:002011-08-04T19:28:02.177-07:00Pagu<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPNEhUE9NAk/TjtVKCPeFGI/AAAAAAAABR4/qtNvelNp0RA/s1600/27%2Bfoto1_original.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPNEhUE9NAk/TjtVKCPeFGI/AAAAAAAABR4/qtNvelNp0RA/s400/27%2Bfoto1_original.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637192989473117282" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7980291385598145422?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-90880146818360809952011-08-04T19:12:00.000-07:002011-08-04T19:16:03.968-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">"Sou sua noite, sou seu quarto<br />Se você quiser dormir<br />Eu me despeço<br />Eu em pedaços<br />Como um silêncio ao contrário<br />Enquanto espero<br />Escrevo uns versos<br />Depois rasgo (...)"</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">Uns Versos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">Adriana Calcanhotto</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-9088014681836080995?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-47920367062679569432011-08-04T17:54:00.000-07:002011-08-04T17:58:17.923-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">desejo louco... ou desejo de louco!!! aiaiaia... o que será dessa vez??? ou quando será??? e continua sendo você...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4792036706267956943?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-86403520888258136152011-08-04T17:53:00.000-07:002011-08-04T17:54:09.307-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 87, 84); font-family: Tahoma; "><p class="frase" style="font-size: 14px; margin-top: 31px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><a id="caixinha_frase_conteudo_105552" href="http://www.frazz.com.br/frase/caio_fernando_abreu/e_me_pergunto_se_quem_sabe_um_dia_na_h/105552" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 87, 84); font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none; ">E me pergunto se, quem sabe um dia, na hora certa, nosso encontro pode acontecer inteiro..!</a></p><p class="autor" style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span id="caixinha_frase_autor_105552" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11px; ">Caio Fernando Abreu</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: 800;"><br /></span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8640352088825813615?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-83058713118035337402011-08-04T17:49:00.000-07:002011-08-04T17:53:02.389-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 87, 84); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 14px; "><p class="frase" style="margin-top: 31px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><a id="caixinha_frase_conteudo_105651" href="http://www.frazz.com.br/frase/caio_fernando_abreu/aos_poucos_a_gente_vai_mudando_o_focov/105651" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 87, 84); font-size: 14px; text-decoration: none; ">Aos poucos a gente vai mudando o foco.<br />Você começa a precisar de outros lugares.... E de outras pessoas!!!</a></p><p class="autor" style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; "><span id="caixinha_frase_autor_105651" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11px; ">Caio Fernando Abreu</span><br /><span class="normal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11px; "><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">Frase compartilhada por Natália Coutinho</strong> em 23-07-2011</span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8305871311803533740?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-70946679175681902722011-07-28T19:22:00.001-07:002011-07-28T19:22:18.937-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(29, 29, 29); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(72, 36, 0); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; ">"Mas se eu tivesse ficado, teria sido diferente? Melhor interromper o processo em meio: quando se conhece o fim, quando se sabe que doerá muito mais -por que ir em frente? Não há sentido: melhor escapar deixando uma lembrança qualquer, lenço esquecido numa gaveta, camisa jogada na cadeira, uma fotografia –qualquer coisa que depois de muito tempo a gente possa olhar e sorrir, mesmo sem saber por quê. Melhor do que não sobrar nada, e que esse nada seja áspero como um tempo perdido."</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(72, 36, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(72, 36, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; ">Caio Fernando Abreu</span></span></span></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-7094667917568190272?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-57227764992579879572011-07-28T19:19:00.000-07:002011-07-28T19:20:21.482-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xl6bTlj3aGU/TjIY37xc-GI/AAAAAAAABRw/J66jRvA_qJc/s1600/cor%2Bfli.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xl6bTlj3aGU/TjIY37xc-GI/AAAAAAAABRw/J66jRvA_qJc/s400/cor%2Bfli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634593433010894946" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5722776499257987957?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-65460276538803973562011-07-28T18:54:00.001-07:002011-07-28T18:54:45.701-07:00We Never Change<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">I want to live life, and never be cruel</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">And I want to live life, and be good to you,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">And I want to fly, and never come down,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; height: 38px; ">And live my life, and have friends around</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never change, do we?</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">No, no.</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never learn, do we?</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">So I want to live in a wooden house</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">I want to live life, and always be true</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">And I want to live life, and be good to you,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">And I want to fly, and never come down,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; height: 38px; ">And live my life, and have friends around</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never change, do we?</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">No, no.</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never learn, do we?</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">So I want to live in a wooden house</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">But making more friends would be easy</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">Oh and I don't have a soul to save,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">Yes and I sin every single day.</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never change, do we?</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">We never learn, do we?</div><br /><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">So I want to live in a wooden house,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">Making more friends would be easy,</div><div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; ">I want to live where the sun comes out.</div><div><br /></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "><h2 style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(183, 183, 0); text-decoration: none; "><a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/coldplay/" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(183, 183, 0); font-size: 13.5pt; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none; ">Coldplay</a></h2></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-6546027653880397356?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-59303314114823823272011-07-28T18:49:00.001-07:002011-07-28T18:49:39.544-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); ">(...) E quando eu me apaixonei<br />Não passou de ilusão<br />O seu nome rasguei<br />Fiz um samba-canção<br />Das mentiras de amor<br />Que aprendí com você (...)</p><div><br /></div><div>Chico Buarque (Lígia)</div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5930331411482382327?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-25505271087194588802011-07-28T18:34:00.000-07:002011-07-28T18:37:25.439-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">vida... presenças e ausências... desejos e vontades... cheiros... sabores... fecho os olhos... é em você que eu penso... é você, que mesmo que eu não queira... (ou talvez até queira...) não me sai do pensamento...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2550527108719458880?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-54173442882134263712011-07-28T18:30:00.001-07:002011-07-28T18:30:32.265-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bhtxBKo4NhA/TjINM7awhvI/AAAAAAAABRo/s5vLmlURL80/s1600/orgulho_e_preconceito_2005_img_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bhtxBKo4NhA/TjINM7awhvI/AAAAAAAABRo/s5vLmlURL80/s400/orgulho_e_preconceito_2005_img_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634580599553427186" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5417344288213426371?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-1714359760895790322011-07-28T18:27:00.000-07:002011-07-28T18:29:12.961-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; line-height: 17px; font-size: medium; ">"...eu prefiro ser insociável e taciturna. Torna tudo mais agradável, não concorda?..."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(96, 96, 96); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Elizabeth Bennet em diálogo com Sr. Darcy, em Orgulho e Preconceito, filme basead</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">o na obra de Jane Austen</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-171435976089579032?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-86796219772296400052011-07-28T18:07:00.001-07:002011-07-28T18:07:34.480-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBANBIPEmT0/TjIH0eheGEI/AAAAAAAABRg/rYKkfCcvNqE/s1600/151000.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBANBIPEmT0/TjIH0eheGEI/AAAAAAAABRg/rYKkfCcvNqE/s400/151000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634574681921951810" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8679621977229640005?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-10211403890282421672011-07-28T18:00:00.000-07:002011-07-28T18:03:22.973-07:00que sentimento é esse?<div>não dói... queima...</div><div>é mais desejo que saudade...</div><div>e é você, sempre foi você... e vai continuar sendo você....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1021140389028242167?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-35839654794823502262011-07-28T13:50:00.001-07:002011-07-28T13:51:56.256-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">coisas que não são... talvez nunca serão.... coisas que sinto... principalmente quando você está por perto... coisas que queria não sentir... coisas que talvez fosse melhor esquecer...coisas... que talvez estejam pra acontecer... se eu deixar que aconteçam... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-3583965479482350226?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-53097120096182444022011-07-24T19:19:00.000-07:002011-07-24T19:20:18.774-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dMEoRfql4E/TizS3ZLeuvI/AAAAAAAABRQ/O77zn_lECPE/s1600/turismo_culinaria_toscana.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dMEoRfql4E/TizS3ZLeuvI/AAAAAAAABRQ/O77zn_lECPE/s400/turismo_culinaria_toscana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633109083027323634" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-5309712009618244402?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-83998893984750416872011-07-24T19:12:00.000-07:002011-07-24T19:14:14.382-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6v8xvvDbnY/TizRa7GWLvI/AAAAAAAABRI/mhsHjz7FE_k/s1600/janelas%2Bda%2Btoscana.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6v8xvvDbnY/TizRa7GWLvI/AAAAAAAABRI/mhsHjz7FE_k/s400/janelas%2Bda%2Btoscana.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633107494404763378" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-8399889398475041687?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-42849620312579101952011-07-24T19:08:00.000-07:002011-07-24T20:08:10.175-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo5ty7NrLdI/TizQY5H6bwI/AAAAAAAABRA/ZTJAIyRXy_Y/s1600/clara%2Bpezinhos.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo5ty7NrLdI/TizQY5H6bwI/AAAAAAAABRA/ZTJAIyRXy_Y/s400/clara%2Bpezinhos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633106360003096322" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Onde está o seu tesouro... ali está o seu coração!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4284962031257910195?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-40941434688859543812011-07-21T20:49:00.000-07:002011-07-21T20:51:12.244-07:00noite<div>sem sono</div><div>madrugada</div><div>avança</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4094143468885954381?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-40764730464883007982011-07-20T20:13:00.000-07:002011-07-20T20:16:28.744-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HEYg5xhV-98/TieaB5GKlAI/AAAAAAAABQ4/-fyTqLsFnck/s1600/tumblr_ln29aiRvlX1qfmp57o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HEYg5xhV-98/TieaB5GKlAI/AAAAAAAABQ4/-fyTqLsFnck/s400/tumblr_ln29aiRvlX1qfmp57o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631639216347321346" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4076473046488300798?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-2477494558643403772011-07-13T22:15:00.000-07:002011-07-13T22:17:41.791-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juMEQP25lvk/Th578JgwcTI/AAAAAAAABQw/yinB8yX4FM4/s1600/Estante%2B14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juMEQP25lvk/Th578JgwcTI/AAAAAAAABQw/yinB8yX4FM4/s400/Estante%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629072857535377714" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-247749455864340377?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-40885241579694744312011-07-13T16:40:00.000-07:002011-07-13T16:42:29.042-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; ">"Palavras apenas<br />Palavras pequenas<br />Palavras (...)"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4088524157969474431?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-21027323643452127122011-07-13T16:34:00.000-07:002011-07-13T16:36:35.906-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">há coisas que não tem explicação... fico aqui pensando... no que pode ser... no que não pode... e o que não pode, tem muita força!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-2102732364345212712?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-16987394218643925762011-07-10T19:59:00.000-07:002011-07-10T20:00:42.717-07:00Drummond, Guimarães Rosa e Manuel Bandeira<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3Ro1Z0WNx8/ThpnMHTzRmI/AAAAAAAABQo/LrEGp7cPErU/s1600/21.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3Ro1Z0WNx8/ThpnMHTzRmI/AAAAAAAABQo/LrEGp7cPErU/s400/21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627924142171047522" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-1698739421864392576?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-45068794641501495592011-07-10T19:53:00.000-07:002011-07-10T19:58:32.018-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMskUz5ENa4/Thpm0wA8IzI/AAAAAAAABQg/-voidE3O9f0/s1600/mario_andrade_macunaima.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMskUz5ENa4/Thpm0wA8IzI/AAAAAAAABQg/-voidE3O9f0/s400/mario_andrade_macunaima.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627923740780929842" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-4506879464150149559?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7627736743051650716.post-7513082249419684812011-07-10T19:36:00.000-07:002011-07-10T19:37:22.603-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntHhBDNqFRE/Thph2xry8QI/AAAAAAAABQY/R50Rn3QSgS4/s1600/4113608562_7448cf766e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntHhBDNqFRE/Thph2xry8QI/AAAAAAAABQY/R50Rn3QSgS4/s400/4113608562_7448cf766e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627918278030717186" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7627736743051650716-751308224941968481?l=clarear-clareana.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Clarearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06007014996074953229noreply@blogger.com0