<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:30:02.394-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CARPE DIEM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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myself a little harmless lie The whole wide world is mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7826707332770163476?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7826707332770163476/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7826707332770163476' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7826707332770163476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7826707332770163476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-i-had-chance-for-another-try-i.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6510503292017056807</id><published>2009-05-15T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:48:51.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la única constante es el cambio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6510503292017056807?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6510503292017056807/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6510503292017056807' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8549949610373642411?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8549949610373642411/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8549949610373642411' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8549949610373642411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8549949610373642411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2009/05/quien-dice-que-quien.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-190577363036885813</id><published>2009-05-03T23:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:27:01.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"La vida humana está enteramente abierto a lo que se presenta. La vida no es `nada` excepto&lt;br /&gt;preguntar sobre sí misma."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-190577363036885813?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/190577363036885813/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=190577363036885813' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/190577363036885813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/190577363036885813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-vida-humana-esta-enteramente-abierto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6821755077765793413</id><published>2009-05-03T23:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:26:51.837-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Preguntar es detener por un instante el mundo y someterlo a un examen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6821755077765793413?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6821755077765793413/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1967109603386132601</id><published>2008-08-14T02:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:33:57.821-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Todo lo que siempre quise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Todo lo que siempre necesité&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Está aquí en mis brazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Las palabras son muy innecesarias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sólo pueden hacer daño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Las promesas son hechas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Para ser rotas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Los sentimientos son intensos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Las palabras triviales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Los placeres permanecen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Y el dolor también&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Las palabras no significan nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Y son olvidables...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1967109603386132601?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1967109603386132601/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1967109603386132601' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1967109603386132601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1967109603386132601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/08/todo-lo-que-siempre-quise-todo-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-232014300566773167</id><published>2008-08-14T02:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:31:54.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;All I ever needed&lt;br /&gt;Is here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Words are very unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;They can only do harm&lt;br /&gt;Vows are spoken&lt;br /&gt;To be broken&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are intense&lt;br /&gt;Words are trivial&lt;br /&gt;Pleasures remain&lt;br /&gt;So does the pain&lt;br /&gt;Words are meaningless&lt;br /&gt;And forgettable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-232014300566773167?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/232014300566773167/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=232014300566773167' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/232014300566773167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/232014300566773167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-ever-wanted-all-i-ever-needed-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6461966021952007725</id><published>2008-08-14T02:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:25:16.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sólo existe el amor. Las otras cosas nobles apenas sirven para dignificarlo....Algunos hombres jamás lo encuentran. Para otros es apenas una estrella fugaz que ilumina un año, un mes, una semana o un día en sus vidas. Pero ese destello efímero da significado a la existencia toda. Bienaventurado el que puede sentir en su carne y en su espíritu el fuego de esa chispa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6461966021952007725?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6461966021952007725/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6461966021952007725' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6461966021952007725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6461966021952007725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/08/slo-existe-el-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5598829992874236340</id><published>2008-07-21T23:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:08:55.611-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuantas cosas más vamos a perder por miedo a perder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5598829992874236340?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5598829992874236340/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5598829992874236340' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5598829992874236340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5598829992874236340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/cuantas-cosas-ms-vamos-perder-por-miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8654329814127353058</id><published>2008-07-21T23:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:07:37.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;"nunca se conoce del todo a las personas"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8654329814127353058?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8654329814127353058/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8654329814127353058' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8654329814127353058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8654329814127353058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/nunca-se-conoce-del-todo-las-personas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4314307300828713817</id><published>2008-07-21T23:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:05:30.614-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Primero hay que saber sufrir, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;después amar, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;después partir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;y al fin andar sin pensamiento...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4314307300828713817?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4314307300828713817/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4314307300828713817' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4314307300828713817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4314307300828713817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/primero-hay-que-saber-sufrir-despus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2475031885551159762</id><published>2008-07-21T23:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:04:47.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mi vida fuimos a volar&lt;br /&gt;con un sólo paracaídas&lt;br /&gt;uno sólo va a quedar&lt;br /&gt;volando a la deriva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2475031885551159762?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2475031885551159762/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=2475031885551159762' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2475031885551159762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2475031885551159762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-vida-fuimos-volar-con-un-slo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-99144710493594626</id><published>2008-07-21T23:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:03:46.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do the good girls&lt;br /&gt;always want the BAD BOYS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-99144710493594626?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/99144710493594626/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=99144710493594626' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397230618685634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SIDJmeiPsMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-hGGWZcPbO0/s320/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(84).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando saltes de alegría,&lt;br /&gt;cuida de que nadie te quite la tierra&lt;br /&gt;que hay debajo de tus pies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4011134840775739292?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4011134840775739292/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4011134840775739292' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4011134840775739292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4011134840775739292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/cuando-saltes-de-alegra-cuida-de-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SIDJmeiPsMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-hGGWZcPbO0/s72-c/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(84).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2013080677306561048</id><published>2008-07-18T13:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:38:49.825-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hear a voice&lt;br /&gt;"Your must learn to stand up for yourself&lt;br /&gt;`Cause I can't always be around"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2013080677306561048?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2013080677306561048/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=2013080677306561048' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2013080677306561048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2013080677306561048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hear-voice-your-must-learn-to-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7726816638066895294</id><published>2008-07-16T11:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:21:22.534-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no sé si es el mundo el que está al revés o soy yo que está de cabeza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7726816638066895294?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7726816638066895294/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7726816638066895294' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7726816638066895294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7726816638066895294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-s-si-es-el-mundo-el-que-est-al-revs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-9220776349473943413</id><published>2008-07-16T11:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:11:49.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentimentalmente siempre fui igual. un día bien, un día mal. nunca demostrar lo mal que estoy. soy así. siempre con una sonrisa en la cara, hasta hace un año...¿alguien me había visto llorar? creo que no. este año me fundí en un mar de lágrimas frente a todos. mis amigos, mi familia, mi ex novio. qué feo suena decir mi ex novio. pero bueno, lo es. extraño la compañía de una persona a mi lado, que me llame, que me bese, que me acompañe cuando estaba mal. es increíble cómo cambié estando con él. fueron sólo 4 meses que me dieron vuelta todo. yo no era así [fue mi frase de cabecera durante el tiempo que estuvimos juntos jaja]. yo no demostraba lo que sentía, yo no lloraba adelante de la gente, yo no llamaba todo el tiempo a alguien, yo no "dependía" tanto de nadie, yo no necesitaba tanto a nadie, yo no pensaba tanto en una sola persona, yo no quería ni quise tanto a nadie. ¿qué me provocó esto a mí? tengo que reconocer que fue mi compañía en "el momento exacto" en que todo mi mundo se derrumbó. todo cambió. creo que todavía no lo superé. creo que destilé el duelo de a poco. todos mis problemas personales fueron empeorando mi relación con él. me entregué tanto que sentía que ya era parte de mí. creo que se cansó de soportar mis locuras, mi histeria, mis llantos. encima de que él era medio ...no sé cómo decirlo, cómodo, tranquilo, en fin, creo que se entiende...encima de eso, de su forma de ser, yo le vine con miles de problemas encima. pobre chico. es como me decían en la facu: te tienen q aguantar a vos, mamita he. jaja soy tremenda. bueno, no llores porque terminó, sonríe porque sucedió. y así estoy ahora...sonriendo. como siempre. como nunca debí dejar de hacerlo. me va a costar volver a mi anterior estilo de vida. me acostumbré a estar con alguien que me escuche, que me apoye, que venga a casa a ver pelis, que me dé besos hermosos, que me abraze como nadie, que me digas cosas hermosas, que me mande mensajes diciendo que no puede hacer cosas por pensar en mí, que me regale chocolates, que me lleve al mc', que me lleve a la heladería, que me haga engordar, pero que me diga que sigo siendo la más hermosa del universo. voy a extrañar esos mensajes que me decías: ves que sos la novia más hermosa del universo?....&lt;br /&gt;qué habrá pasado con esos sentimientos que parecían tan grandes? tan rápido uno se cansa de otra persona. pensé que era distinto....pensé que todo era distinto. de un día para el otro, el castillo que me había construído se derrumbó. creo que me construí un castillo sola, en realidad me apoyé en una pared que quizás no estaba terminada. dejé que alguien me enseñe a andar en bici pero él todavía no había dejado el triciclo.&lt;br /&gt;en fin...volver a empezar.&lt;br /&gt;después de la tormenta siempre viene la calma.&lt;br /&gt;y ya está llegando la calma.&lt;br /&gt;salvo en algunas situaciones que me vuelven los recuerdos y bum...bajo de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;hay que tratar de no pensar, de no recordar, ni lo bueno ni lo malo. porque si recuerdo lo bueno, lo extraño y si recuerdo lo malo, lo odio jaja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-9220776349473943413?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/9220776349473943413/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=9220776349473943413' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9220776349473943413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9220776349473943413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/sentimentalmente-siempre-fui-igual.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4430835409765639322</id><published>2008-07-15T11:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:05.938-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHyxhV-wciI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XLFYZ26zllc/s1600-h/RAMOS+12-07+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223244854237098530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHyxhV-wciI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XLFYZ26zllc/s320/RAMOS+12-07+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHyxbQYr8bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fcK6MQE-VQU/s1600-h/RAMOS+12-07+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sé tu nombre hasta cuando sueño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sé que en ellos no sabes quien soy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sé cuando, a qué hora, dónde y cómo te gusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;También sé que la sorpresa es para vos&lt;br /&gt;Tengo pensado no decirte nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mirarte, una sonrisa y esconderme hasta que vos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solito te des cuenta que te gusto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que estabas confundido en la pavada total&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que estás enamorado de una chica como yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4430835409765639322?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4430835409765639322/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4430835409765639322' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4430835409765639322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4430835409765639322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/nada-es-casual-no-hay-nada-al-azarya-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHyxhV-wciI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XLFYZ26zllc/s72-c/RAMOS+12-07+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1001174700906868669</id><published>2008-07-15T11:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:12:54.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>against all odds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1001174700906868669?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1001174700906868669/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1001174700906868669' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1001174700906868669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1001174700906868669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/against-all-odds.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8032835352808696765</id><published>2008-07-15T10:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:57:30.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can you just walk away from me,&lt;br /&gt;When all i can do is watch you leave&lt;br /&gt;Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8032835352808696765?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8032835352808696765/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2297358910307390954</id><published>2008-07-15T10:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:43:16.457-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take a good look at me now because I'll still be standing here.&lt;br /&gt;And you coming back to me is against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;It's the chance I've got to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame bien ahora porque aún estaré parado aquí.&lt;br /&gt;Y que tú vuelvas a mí está contra todos los pronósticos.&lt;br /&gt;Es el riesgo que debo tomar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2297358910307390954?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4312512172400218090</id><published>2008-07-14T15:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:31:39.934-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="result_cita" href="http://www.sabidurias.com/proverbio/es/40370/anonimo/no-se-recuerdan-los-dias-se-recuerdan-los-momentos"&gt;No se recuerdan los días; se recuerdan los momentos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4312512172400218090?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4312512172400218090/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4312512172400218090' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4312512172400218090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4312512172400218090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-se-recuerdan-los-das-se-recuerdan.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8077442608029639454</id><published>2008-07-14T15:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:30:38.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="result_cita" href="http://www.sabidurias.com/proverbio/es/39649/anonimo/la-vida-esta-hecha-de-pequenos-momentos-vivelos-y-asi-viviras-la-vida"&gt;La vida está hecha de pequeños momentos...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="result_cita" href="http://www.sabidurias.com/proverbio/es/40370/anonimo/no-se-recuerdan-los-dias-se-recuerdan-los-momentos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8077442608029639454?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8077442608029639454/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8077442608029639454' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8077442608029639454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8077442608029639454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-vida-est-hecha-de-pequeos-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2037244432596648543</id><published>2008-07-12T21:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:06.168-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHlSHQ0ekZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q58khhkUmco/s1600-h/Momentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222295527640437138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHlSHQ0ekZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q58khhkUmco/s200/Momentos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2037244432596648543?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2037244432596648543/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=2037244432596648543' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2037244432596648543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2037244432596648543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHlSHQ0ekZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q58khhkUmco/s72-c/Momentos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8728168631751519678</id><published>2008-07-12T13:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:00:47.474-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>al fin y alcabo tu despertarás, porque nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde&lt;br /&gt;vas a desearme, porque nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde&lt;br /&gt;tú vas a quererme, por que nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde&lt;br /&gt;vas a desearme porque nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde&lt;br /&gt;tú vas a quererme, porque nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde&lt;br /&gt;vas a querer volver...yo lo sé, vas a querer tenerme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8728168631751519678?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8728168631751519678/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8728168631751519678' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8728168631751519678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8728168631751519678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/al-fin-y-alcabo-tu-despertars-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7657390436842872637</id><published>2008-07-12T13:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:47:51.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..dicen que todo se sabe, pero tal vez no quieras saberloera lo mejor olvidar todo por un tiempo. Él dijo que te vaya bien -Y le dije buena suerte y hasta luego. Y nunca más lo volveré a ver o tal vez en algún tiempo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7657390436842872637?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7657390436842872637/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7657390436842872637' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7657390436842872637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7657390436842872637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6434231525505211343</id><published>2008-07-08T00:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:03:50.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels like a world upon my shoulders&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6434231525505211343?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6434231525505211343/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6434231525505211343' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6434231525505211343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6434231525505211343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/feels-like-world-upon-my-shoulders.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7384376600683178347</id><published>2008-07-07T08:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:06.366-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHIBZ7b9buI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YEK0FuQmyAU/s1600-h/...+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220236463039147746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHIBZ7b9buI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YEK0FuQmyAU/s200/...+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Solté los lazos que me atan,dejando huellas q pisan fuera de mí"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7384376600683178347?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7384376600683178347/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7384376600683178347' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7384376600683178347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7384376600683178347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/solt-los-lazos-que-me-atandejando.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SHIBZ7b9buI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YEK0FuQmyAU/s72-c/...+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8979586605265716798</id><published>2008-07-07T08:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:30:24.431-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la mente es frágil y los sentimientos son efímeros&lt;br /&gt;nada es para siempre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8979586605265716798?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8979586605265716798/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8979586605265716798' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8979586605265716798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8979586605265716798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-mente-es-frgil-y-los-sentimientos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8338891932281655838</id><published>2008-07-07T08:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:21:02.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>volver al principio...hacer las cosas que no quería hacer, que hace por lo menos 4 años me había prometido que no haría...&lt;br /&gt;repetir los mismos errores&lt;br /&gt;arrepentirme&lt;br /&gt;reirme&lt;br /&gt;lamentarme&lt;br /&gt;y volverme a reir&lt;br /&gt;es parte del crecer, del madurar...cometer errores y tratar de redimirlos!&lt;br /&gt;aunque sé que voy a volver a cometerlos!&lt;br /&gt;"nos vamos a volver a encontrar y vas a volver a hacer la misma boludez"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8338891932281655838?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8338891932281655838/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8338891932281655838' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8338891932281655838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8338891932281655838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/volver-al-principio.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7912299406436296328</id><published>2008-07-03T22:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:00:55.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can't always get what you want ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i get what i want, i never want it again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7912299406436296328?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7912299406436296328/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7912299406436296328' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7912299406436296328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7912299406436296328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-cant-always-get-what-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2002622620102267202</id><published>2008-07-03T22:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:59:46.192-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what happen if...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2002622620102267202?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2002622620102267202/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>I wanna be free to know the things I do are right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4553584216768431348?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4553584216768431348/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4553584216768431348' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4553584216768431348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4553584216768431348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wanna-be-free-to-know-things-i-do-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-3361213793846633747</id><published>2008-07-02T13:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:46:10.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque entre el lunes y el martes me sobra tiempo para necesitarte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-3361213793846633747?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/3361213793846633747/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=3361213793846633747' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3361213793846633747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3361213793846633747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/porque-entre-el-lunes-y-el-martes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4752863691956444339</id><published>2008-07-02T13:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:45:26.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muchos hablan y no hacen nada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4752863691956444339?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4752863691956444339/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4752863691956444339' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4752863691956444339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4752863691956444339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/muchos-hablan-y-no-hacen-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1162694283055315525</id><published>2008-07-02T13:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:33:23.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all of my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hoped and I prayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For someone just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make me feel the way you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1162694283055315525?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-9146144266417118187</id><published>2008-07-02T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:33:00.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;volver a empezar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-9146144266417118187?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/9146144266417118187/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=9146144266417118187' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9146144266417118187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9146144266417118187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/volver-empezar.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5084819463568159805</id><published>2008-07-01T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:35:02.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you really want to hurt me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5084819463568159805?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5084819463568159805/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5084819463568159805' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5084819463568159805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5084819463568159805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-really-want-to-hurt-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5793617769284056788</id><published>2008-07-01T00:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:26:42.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday once more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5793617769284056788?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5793617769284056788/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5793617769284056788' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5793617769284056788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5793617769284056788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6961425043869150863</id><published>2008-07-01T00:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:26:03.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>luchar contra la corriente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6961425043869150863?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6961425043869150863/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6961425043869150863' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6961425043869150863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6961425043869150863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/07/luchar-contra-la-corriente.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8974681345009648173</id><published>2008-06-27T23:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:17:17.772-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La esencia del ser humano es la acción por la cual se construye a sí mismo, es la lucha contra toda fuerza exterior que lo ate, que lo cierre o lo encadene a una naturaleza fija.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8974681345009648173?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8974681345009648173/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8974681345009648173' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8974681345009648173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8974681345009648173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-esencia-del-ser-humano-es-la-accin.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6981199523191641793</id><published>2008-06-26T22:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:06.615-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SGRJWmTCc0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DLPXQ7EG89E/s1600-h/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216374920988226370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SGRJWmTCc0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DLPXQ7EG89E/s200/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SGRJJPsov0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oJZUfv1x5tI/s1600-h/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quizás estoy jugando como siempre al masoquista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6981199523191641793?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SGRJWmTCc0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/DLPXQ7EG89E/s72-c/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(8).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8205996981090776026</id><published>2008-06-26T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:46:12.357-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONFUSIÓN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8205996981090776026?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8205996981090776026/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8205996981090776026' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1515062323376658879?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1515062323376658879/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1515062323376658879' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1515062323376658879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1515062323376658879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/sentimiento.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-521269200295178780</id><published>2008-06-26T22:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:18:22.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NECESIDAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-521269200295178780?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/521269200295178780/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=521269200295178780' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/521269200295178780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/521269200295178780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/necesidad_7442.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8274781756026806384</id><published>2008-06-26T22:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:18:14.012-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NECESIDAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8274781756026806384?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8274781756026806384/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8274781756026806384' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8274781756026806384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8274781756026806384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/necesidad_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7517976854312502639</id><published>2008-06-26T22:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:17:51.360-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NECESIDAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7517976854312502639?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7517976854312502639/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7517976854312502639' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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razón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4264847222810818659?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4264847222810818659/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4264847222810818659' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4264847222810818659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4264847222810818659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-tiempo-pasa-nos-vamos-poniendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1422413676765625432</id><published>2008-06-26T15:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:10:17.489-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"nunca se conoce del todo a las personas"-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1422413676765625432?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1422413676765625432/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1422413676765625432' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1422413676765625432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1422413676765625432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/nunca-se-conoce-del-todo-las-personas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-274586184493889159</id><published>2008-06-26T15:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:06:46.490-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What are the rules the reasons and the do's and don'ts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-274586184493889159?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/274586184493889159/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=274586184493889159' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/274586184493889159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/274586184493889159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-are-rules-reasons-and-dos-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-3638928911931605221</id><published>2008-06-26T14:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:50:11.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>regrets? i have a few but then again .. too few to mention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-3638928911931605221?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/3638928911931605221/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=3638928911931605221' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3638928911931605221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3638928911931605221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/regrets-i-have-few-but-then-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7879195076336188852</id><published>2008-06-26T14:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:49:35.493-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU LEARN TO FALL BEFORE YOU LEARN TO FLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7879195076336188852?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7879195076336188852/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7879195076336188852' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7879195076336188852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7879195076336188852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-learn-to-fall-before-you-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6029629993203428339</id><published>2008-06-26T14:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:48:56.891-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SON TAN SIMPLES LAS COSAS QUE NOS HACEN BIEN QUE LA GENTE SE OLVIDA.LA SONRISA DE LA GENTE QUE AMAMOS, UNA CAMA COMODA, UNA DUCHA CALIENTE, UNA BUENA PELICULA Y UN BUEN LIBRO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6029629993203428339?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6029629993203428339/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6029629993203428339' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6029629993203428339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6029629993203428339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/son-tan-simples-las-cosas-que-nos-hacen.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-94180621329619862</id><published>2008-06-22T22:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:26:19.301-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>es mejor arrepentirse de las cosas que hacemos que de las que no hacemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-94180621329619862?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/94180621329619862/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=94180621329619862' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/94180621329619862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/94180621329619862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/es-mejor-arrepentirse-de-las-cosas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8623360772258217150</id><published>2008-06-22T22:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:13:30.508-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La aparición de la escritura marca el primer corte histórico, provocando una transformación radical en los mecanismos de transmisión cultural. El descubrimiento de la imprenda genera un efecto multiplicador. La "galaxia gutenberg" revoluciona la comunicación...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8623360772258217150?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8623360772258217150/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8623360772258217150' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8623360772258217150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8623360772258217150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-aparicin-de-la-escritura-marca-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2945001938003613377</id><published>2008-06-22T22:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:11:51.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"[...] todo es un sueño sin soñador, un solo sueño, sólo un sueño y el sueño de uno solo, por tanto, el sueño de nadie, tanto más real, cuanto más es enteramente un sueño..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2945001938003613377?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2945001938003613377/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=2945001938003613377' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2945001938003613377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2945001938003613377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-3752513641818677231</id><published>2008-06-18T23:51:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:07.034-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFnL8mzycsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AQgPhiBhiQY/s1600-h/SALIDA+CON+NATI+08-04+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213422285728412354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFnL8mzycsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AQgPhiBhiQY/s320/SALIDA+CON+NATI+08-04+(4).jpg" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFnLbUyRiOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZmPMGgiCTOs/s1600-h/IMG_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213421713954539746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFnLbUyRiOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZmPMGgiCTOs/s320/IMG_0257.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[no hay memoria donde no aparezcan, ni hay recuerdos en los que no estén, y en los días tristes y felices fue con ella que reí y lloré. Si estoy lejos las siento muy cerca. Nunca nadie nos va a separar. Ellas guardan todos mis secretos... Un tesoro es nuestra amistad]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-3752513641818677231?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/3752513641818677231/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=3752513641818677231' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3752513641818677231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3752513641818677231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-hay-memoria-donde-no-aparezcan-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFnL8mzycsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AQgPhiBhiQY/s72-c/SALIDA+CON+NATI+08-04+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-89636130844599814</id><published>2008-06-18T23:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:49:13.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el cielo entiende q mi obsesión está llegando a un límite&lt;br /&gt;                                  y el desierto al menos hoy no parece tan...&lt;br /&gt;                                  sueles encontrarme en cualquier lugar&lt;br /&gt;                                  y ya lo sabes nada es casualidad&lt;br /&gt;                                  tu misteriosa forma me lastimará&lt;br /&gt;                                  pero a cada segundo estaré mas cerca&lt;br /&gt;                                  más más más&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-89636130844599814?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/89636130844599814/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=89636130844599814' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/89636130844599814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/89636130844599814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-cielo-entiende-q-mi-obsesin-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5478159181380249980</id><published>2008-06-18T23:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:47:26.478-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adoro el modo en que reaccionas al llegar...&lt;br /&gt;Y tu electricidad me justifica más...&lt;br /&gt;Sí sonríes...me inhibes.....&lt;br /&gt;Cuando callas...me inhibes...&lt;br /&gt;Si te marchas...me inhibes.....&lt;br /&gt;Cuando vuelves...me inhibes.........&lt;br /&gt;Me Inhibes.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5478159181380249980?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5478159181380249980/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5478159181380249980' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5478159181380249980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5478159181380249980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/adoro-el-modo-en-que-reaccionas-al.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8750976793820338683</id><published>2008-06-18T15:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:07.326-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFlXGLNFZDI/AAAAAAAAADw/GIjiudD11K8/s1600-h/09-12+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213293807256560690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFlXGLNFZDI/AAAAAAAAADw/GIjiudD11K8/s320/09-12+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO ME PIDAS QUE ME PORTE COOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8750976793820338683?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8750976793820338683/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8750976793820338683' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8750976793820338683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8750976793820338683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-me-pidas-que-me-porte-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFlXGLNFZDI/AAAAAAAAADw/GIjiudD11K8/s72-c/09-12+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5173508989120590950</id><published>2008-06-18T15:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:21:29.934-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Porque entre el lunes y el martes me sobra tiempo para necesitarte....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5173508989120590950?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5173508989120590950/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5173508989120590950' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5173508989120590950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5173508989120590950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/porque-entre-el-lunes-y-el-martes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5864968014495470983</id><published>2008-06-17T23:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:07.462-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFhwQb-uF5I/AAAAAAAAADo/W0yle6j2yVg/s1600-h/VIEJAS+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213039996372391826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFhwQb-uF5I/AAAAAAAAADo/W0yle6j2yVg/s200/VIEJAS+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Será mejor que yo te advierta que camino sola. Seguro que estoy bien y trato de cambiar un poco. A veces me pregunto: ¿Dónde, cómo y tal vez por qué? Las cosas que hoy me pasan son mejor que las de ayer. Cansado de gritar que nunca nada es suficiente. Me tiro sobre el pasto, y miro como gira el frente. Yo quiero que estés bien, aunque estés lejos y yo sola. No me preocupa el tiempo, porque soy un natural...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5864968014495470983?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5864968014495470983/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5864968014495470983' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5864968014495470983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5864968014495470983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFhwQb-uF5I/AAAAAAAAADo/W0yle6j2yVg/s72-c/VIEJAS+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-3232500722058708182</id><published>2008-06-17T15:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:07.603-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SF739Cu_tiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AFNFo7BoT04/s1600-h/BRISADEULTRAMAR+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214878046619678242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SF739Cu_tiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AFNFo7BoT04/s320/BRISADEULTRAMAR+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;muchacha ojos de papel - pequeños pies, no corras más, quedate hasta el alba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-3232500722058708182?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/3232500722058708182/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=3232500722058708182' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3232500722058708182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/3232500722058708182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/muchacha-ojos-de-papel-pequeos-pies-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SF739Cu_tiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AFNFo7BoT04/s72-c/BRISADEULTRAMAR+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-2735884208098953338</id><published>2008-06-16T22:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:42:54.624-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Todo lo que nos sucede tiene una razón...la casualidad no existe, no lo digo yo. Creo que ya estaba escritocomo para un guión, y perdimos tanto tiempo en la explicación...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-2735884208098953338?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/2735884208098953338/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=2735884208098953338' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2735884208098953338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/2735884208098953338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/todo-lo-que-nos-sucede-tiene-una-razn_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1909136070705262158</id><published>2008-06-16T22:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:38:51.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything happened for something and life goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1909136070705262158?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1909136070705262158/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1909136070705262158' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1909136070705262158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1909136070705262158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/everything-happened-for-something-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-169708630324464281</id><published>2008-06-16T15:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:04:26.455-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muchos hablan y no hacen nada&lt;br /&gt;Y les condenan sus propias palabras&lt;br /&gt;Y da lo bueno de ti sin pedir explicación&lt;br /&gt;Solo importa los latidos de tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;(Todo lo demás es vanidad)&lt;br /&gt;(Todo lo demás es arrogancia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-169708630324464281?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/169708630324464281/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=169708630324464281' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/169708630324464281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/169708630324464281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/muchos-hablan-y-no-hacen-nada-y-les.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7160787456227203919</id><published>2008-06-16T15:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:21:56.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la civilización no suprimió a la barbarie, la perfeccionó e hizo más cruel y bárbara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7160787456227203919?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7160787456227203919/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7160787456227203919' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7160787456227203919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7160787456227203919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-civilizacin-no-suprimi-la-barbarie.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8994926304177337333</id><published>2008-06-16T15:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:20:27.138-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All my best memories&lt;br /&gt;Come back clearly to me&lt;br /&gt;Some can even make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8994926304177337333?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8994926304177337333/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8994926304177337333' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8994926304177337333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8994926304177337333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-my-best-memories-come-back-clearly.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5816224394109078818</id><published>2008-06-15T23:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:12:10.809-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Di lo que quieres para satisfacerte a ti mismo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero tan sólo quieres lo que todo el mundo dice que deberías querer.&lt;br /&gt;[Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5816224394109078818?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5816224394109078818/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5816224394109078818' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5816224394109078818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5816224394109078818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/di-lo-que-quieres-para-satisfacerte-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7095450165121928142</id><published>2008-06-15T23:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:11:45.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Poor is the man whose pleassure dependes of someone else &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7095450165121928142?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7095450165121928142/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7095450165121928142' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7095450165121928142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7095450165121928142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/poor-is-man-whose-pleassure-dependes-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8432775475737925781</id><published>2008-06-15T23:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:11:10.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;La facultad de comprender está muy desigualmente distribuida entre los hombres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8432775475737925781?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8432775475737925781/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8432775475737925781' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8432775475737925781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8432775475737925781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-facultad-de-comprender-est-muy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4283458770396373218</id><published>2008-06-15T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:10:38.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"entenderme no es tan fácil, no me entiendo yo, ni pretendo que lo intentes vos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4283458770396373218?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4283458770396373218/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4283458770396373218' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4283458770396373218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4283458770396373218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/entenderme-no-es-tan-fcil-no-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1140194901733355986</id><published>2008-06-15T22:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:08.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFXDxD3OBII/AAAAAAAAADI/sGGzK8sYhEo/s1600-h/C%C3%93RDOBA+(142).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212287391369135234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFXDxD3OBII/AAAAAAAAADI/sGGzK8sYhEo/s320/C%C3%93RDOBA+(142).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi papá (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1140194901733355986?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1140194901733355986/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1140194901733355986' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1140194901733355986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1140194901733355986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/mi-pap-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SFXDxD3OBII/AAAAAAAAADI/sGGzK8sYhEo/s72-c/C%C3%93RDOBA+(142).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7852678726585668863</id><published>2008-06-12T23:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:22:59.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"la verdad no puede hacernos otra cosa que bien"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7852678726585668863?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7852678726585668863/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7852678726585668863' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7852678726585668863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7852678726585668863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-verdad-no-puede-hacernos-otra-cosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-8141447150887977582</id><published>2008-06-12T22:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:50:26.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna stay with you&lt;br /&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-8141447150887977582?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/8141447150887977582/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=8141447150887977582' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8141447150887977582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/8141447150887977582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-im-wondering-what-youre-dreaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-9208559627357527705</id><published>2008-06-11T23:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:31:41.897-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tengo el presentimiento de que empieza la acción&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-9208559627357527705?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/9208559627357527705/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=9208559627357527705' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9208559627357527705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/9208559627357527705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/tengo-el-presentimiento-de-que-empieza.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6791035818901840513</id><published>2008-06-11T23:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:30:40.948-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;take my heart but please don't break it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6791035818901840513?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6791035818901840513/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6791035818901840513' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6791035818901840513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6791035818901840513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-my-heart-but-please-dont-break-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-916600836736243520</id><published>2008-06-11T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:26:49.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el cielo es el límite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-916600836736243520?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/916600836736243520/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=916600836736243520' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/916600836736243520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/916600836736243520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-cielo-es-el-lmite.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7001018188710512966</id><published>2008-06-11T00:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:46:28.309-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No tengo preconceptos&lt;br /&gt;tomo las cosas como se ven&lt;br /&gt; puedo mirarte de frente&lt;br /&gt;porque no tengo nada que esconder&lt;br /&gt;no necesito modelos para ser lo que yo quiero ser&lt;br /&gt;no me hables de reglas, creo que se hacen para romper&lt;br /&gt;nunca digo "no puedo"&lt;br /&gt;sino lo intento me arrepentiré&lt;br /&gt;no necesito modelos para ser&lt;br /&gt;lo que YO QUIERO SER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7001018188710512966?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7001018188710512966/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7001018188710512966' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7001018188710512966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7001018188710512966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-tengo-preconceptos-tomo-las-cosas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7253944134275612878</id><published>2008-06-10T23:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:10.201-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE8_naxbYTI/AAAAAAAAACo/gPR9UcoKVUM/s1600-h/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(166).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210453240325038386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE8_naxbYTI/AAAAAAAAACo/gPR9UcoKVUM/s200/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(166).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Todo lo que nos sucede tiene una razón...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;la casualidad no existe, no lo digo yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Creo que ya estaba escrito como para un guión, y perdimos tanto tiempo en la explicación...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7253944134275612878?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7253944134275612878/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7253944134275612878' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7253944134275612878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7253944134275612878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/todo-lo-que-nos-sucede-tiene-una-razn.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE8_naxbYTI/AAAAAAAAACo/gPR9UcoKVUM/s72-c/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(166).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4581877229060472156</id><published>2008-06-10T23:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:58:02.652-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;no me puedo fiar,&lt;br /&gt;el miedo me ha hecho frío&lt;br /&gt;compréndeme si ya ni en mí confío&lt;br /&gt;mi soledad, tal vez la anulación,&lt;br /&gt;me han roto el corazón y siento hastío,&lt;br /&gt;no me fío...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4581877229060472156?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4581877229060472156/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4581877229060472156' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4581877229060472156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4581877229060472156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-me-puedo-fiar-el-miedo-me-ha-hecho.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-4193040042516501614</id><published>2008-06-10T14:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:27:08.824-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"La gente sólo necesitaba una cosa de cada para ser feliz: una cama, una silla, una cuchara, una taza..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                                     Andy Warhol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4193040042516501614?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4193040042516501614/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4193040042516501614' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4193040042516501614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4193040042516501614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-gente-slo-necesitaba-una-cosa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7169471083789788137</id><published>2008-06-10T14:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:25:12.301-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE COOL TO RULE MY WORLD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7169471083789788137?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7169471083789788137/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7169471083789788137' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7169471083789788137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7169471083789788137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-dont-have-to-be-cool-to-rule-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7331478194183206008</id><published>2008-06-10T13:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:10.375-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6xoYpTXnI/AAAAAAAAACg/m66-A8HEqs8/s1600-h/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(44).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210297126282813042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6xoYpTXnI/AAAAAAAAACg/m66-A8HEqs8/s200/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(44).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;estoy en constante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;desacuerdo conmigo misma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUNQUE NO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7331478194183206008?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7331478194183206008/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7331478194183206008' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7331478194183206008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7331478194183206008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/estoy-en-constante-desacuerdo-conmigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6xoYpTXnI/AAAAAAAAACg/m66-A8HEqs8/s72-c/DIA+DEL+AMIGO+20-07+(44).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6064782778528752044</id><published>2008-06-10T13:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:26:16.771-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Manche Menschen ändern sich nie"&lt;br /&gt;(Algunas personas nunca cambian)            &lt;br /&gt;                                 The edukators.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6064782778528752044?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6064782778528752044/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6064782778528752044' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6064782778528752044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6064782778528752044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/manche-menschen-ndern-sich-nie-algunas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6423567625528003312</id><published>2008-06-10T13:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:11.024-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6oeP98QVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/58LJ_LRJQiY/s1600-h/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(65).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210287056550117714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6oeP98QVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/58LJ_LRJQiY/s320/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(65).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me fío de aquél que no me mira, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qué tendrá contra mí su corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me da miedo entregarme a tus caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pues me han hecho tanto daño amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me fío de aquél que hace favores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y presume de hacerlos por amorno confío en aquel que vende amores; el amor jamás es un favor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6423567625528003312?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6423567625528003312/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6423567625528003312' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6423567625528003312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/6423567625528003312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-me-fo-de-aqul-que-no-me-mira-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE6oeP98QVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/58LJ_LRJQiY/s72-c/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY+(65).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-1480063229425577056</id><published>2008-06-09T15:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:42:11.166-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE135F7vTXI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bk38DaGVjvo/s1600-h/DOMINGO+24-06-07+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952166666521970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE135F7vTXI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bk38DaGVjvo/s200/DOMINGO+24-06-07+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these Things that I've done......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-1480063229425577056?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/1480063229425577056/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=1480063229425577056' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1480063229425577056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/1480063229425577056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-these-things-that-ive-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SE135F7vTXI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bk38DaGVjvo/s72-c/DOMINGO+24-06-07+(7).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5785374832100376006</id><published>2008-06-09T15:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:33:43.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y cuando una persona es lo bastante afortunada para vivir dentro de unahistoria, para habitar un mundo imaginario, las penas de este mundo desaparecen. Mientras la historia sigue su curso, la realidad deja de existir."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5785374832100376006?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5785374832100376006/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5785374832100376006' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5785374832100376006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5785374832100376006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-cuando-una-persona-es-lo-bastante.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cambia lo superficial&lt;br /&gt;Cambia también lo profundo&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el modo de pensar&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo en este mundo&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el clima con los años&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el pastor su rebaño&lt;br /&gt;Y así como todo cambia, QUE YO CAMBIE NO ES EXTRAÑO.&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el más fino brillante, de mano en mano su brillo&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el nido el pajarillo&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el sentir un amante&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el rumbo el caminante, aúnque esto le cause daño&lt;br /&gt;Y así como todo cambia, que yo cambie no es extraño...&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el sol en su carrera&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la noche subsiste, cambia la planta y se viste de verde en la primavera&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el pelaje la fiera&lt;br /&gt;Cambia el cabello el anciano&lt;br /&gt;Y así como todo cambia, que yo cambie no es extraño...&lt;br /&gt;Pero no cambia mi amor por más lejos que me encuentre&lt;br /&gt;Ni el recuerdo ni el dolor de mi pueblo y de mi genteL&lt;br /&gt;o que cambió ayer, tendrá que cambiar mañana&lt;br /&gt;Así como cambio yo en esta tierra lejana&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Cambia todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;Pero no cambia mi amor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4310871907185518580?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4310871907185518580/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4310871907185518580' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4310871907185518580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4310871907185518580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/cambia-lo-superficial-cambia-tambin-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7992664594343912600</id><published>2008-06-08T17:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:03:29.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y si nos quedara poco tiempo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7992664594343912600?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7992664594343912600/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7992664594343912600' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7992664594343912600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7992664594343912600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-si-nos-quedara-poco-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-5007198962732375969</id><published>2008-06-08T16:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:27:35.001-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No juegue con mis penas, ni con mis sentimientos, que es lo único que tengo. Usted es mi esperanza, mi última esperanza, comprenda de una vez. Usted me desespera, me mata, me enloquece, y hasta la vida diera por vencer el miedo de besarlo a usted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-5007198962732375969?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/5007198962732375969/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=5007198962732375969' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5007198962732375969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/5007198962732375969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what now my love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-4279946679898254070?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/4279946679898254070/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=4279946679898254070' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4279946679898254070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/4279946679898254070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-now-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mq9GbWIsZYA/SEwuvf_bSkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kG8vmGd58n0/s72-c/BOYS+DON%27T+CRY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-7228431857967332558</id><published>2008-06-08T15:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:45:55.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A MÍ MANERA (Frank Sinatra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora, el final está aquí,&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces enfrento el telón final.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amigo, lo diré sin rodeos...hablaré de mi caso, del cual estoy seguro.&lt;br /&gt;He vivido una vida plena,&lt;br /&gt;Viajé por todos y cada uno de los caminos.&lt;br /&gt;Y más, mucho más que esto,&lt;br /&gt;Lo hice a mi manera.&lt;br /&gt;Arrepentimientos, he tenido unos pocos&lt;br /&gt;Pero igualmente, muy pocos como para mencionarlos.&lt;br /&gt;Hice lo que debía hacerY lo hice sin exenciones.&lt;br /&gt;Planée cada programa de acción,&lt;br /&gt;Cada paso cuidadoso a lo largo del camino.&lt;br /&gt;Y más, mucho más que esto,&lt;br /&gt;Lo hice a mi manera.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, hubo oportunidades,&lt;br /&gt;Estoy seguro que lo sabían,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando mordí&lt;br /&gt;Más de lo que podía masticar.&lt;br /&gt;Pero al final, cuando hubo duda, me lo tragué todo y luego lo dije sin miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Lo enfrenté todo y estuve orgulloso,&lt;br /&gt;Y lo hice a mimanera.&lt;br /&gt;He amado, he reído y llorado.&lt;br /&gt;Tuve malas experiencias, me tocó perder.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora, que las lágrimas ceden,&lt;br /&gt;Encuentro tan divertido&lt;br /&gt;Pensar que hice todo eso.&lt;br /&gt;Y permítanme decir, sin timidez,'Oh, no, oh, no, a mí no, yo sí lo hice a mi manera'.&lt;br /&gt;Pues que es un hombre, ¿qué es lo que ha conseguido?&lt;br /&gt;Si no es a sí mismo, entonces no tiene nada.&lt;br /&gt;Decir las cosas que realmente siente&lt;br /&gt;Y no las palabras de alguien que se arrodilla.&lt;br /&gt;Mi historia muestra que asumí los golpes&lt;br /&gt;Y lo hice a mi manera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí, fue a mi manera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-7228431857967332558?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/7228431857967332558/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=7228431857967332558' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7228431857967332558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598899/posts/default/7228431857967332558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-ahora-el-final-est-aqu-y-entonces.html' title=''/><author><name>Lulita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05176557655894667824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598899.post-6001594974249069087</id><published>2008-06-08T15:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:40:24.591-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Way (Frank Sinatra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the end is here&lt;br /&gt;And so I face the final curtain&lt;br /&gt;My friend, I'll say it clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll state my case, of which I'm certain&lt;br /&gt;I've lived a life that's fullI traveled each and ev'ry highway&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this, I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, I've had a few&lt;br /&gt;But then again, too few to mention&lt;br /&gt;I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption&lt;br /&gt;I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this, I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew&lt;br /&gt;When I bit off more than I could chew.&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt&lt;br /&gt;I ate it up and spit it outI faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried&lt;br /&gt;I've had my fill, my share of losing&lt;br /&gt;And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing&lt;br /&gt;To think I did all thatAnd may I say, not in a shy way,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way"&lt;br /&gt;For what is a man, what has he got?&lt;br /&gt;If not himself, then he has naught&lt;br /&gt;To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels&lt;br /&gt;The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was my way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598899-6001594974249069087?l=brisadeultramar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brisadeultramar.blogspot.com/feeds/6001594974249069087/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598899&amp;postID=6001594974249069087' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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