<?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-4355371623883491178</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:55:39.831-08:00</updated><category term='marikamek'/><category term='videobox'/><title type='text'>TUTTO e NIENTE....</title><subtitle type='html'>sono una piccola anima che vola oltre l'immenso tra sogni e realtà...marikamek</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_vthTiTJZrM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_vthTiTJZrM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;capita delle volte che si fà un tuffo nel passato...e io con questa canzone ci ritorno ogni volta...mi lega ad un passato che resterà per sempre in me...sarà che mi è stata dedicata..."regalata" in un determinato momento...e la terrò per tutta l'eternità nel mio cuore !!!....tutto e niente...nel passato...dei miei ricordi....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3309090767057733030?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3309090767057733030/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3309090767057733030' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3309090767057733030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3309090767057733030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2009/12/lei-e.html' title='LEI E&amp;#39;....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/700332378899385839/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=700332378899385839' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/700332378899385839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/700332378899385839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2009/11/grazie-youtubevaffanculo-di-marco.html' title='GRAZIE YOUTUBE...VAFFANCULO DI MARCO MASINI'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-614081299526666252</id><published>2009-07-19T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:17:13.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***** DIO E' MORTO...I NOMADI *****___*****___*****___*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/QCEXLzmKeJQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/QCEXLzmKeJQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ho visto &lt;br /&gt;La gente della mia età andare via &lt;br /&gt;Lungo le strade che non portano mai a niente &lt;br /&gt;Cercare il sogno che conduce alla pazzia &lt;br /&gt;Nella ricerca di qualcosa che non trovano nel mondo che hanno già &lt;br /&gt;Lungo le notti che dal vino son bagnate &lt;br /&gt;Dentro le stanze da pastiglie trasformate &lt;br /&gt;Lungo le nuvole di fumo, nel mondo fatto di città, &lt;br /&gt;Essere contro od ingoiare la nostra stanca civiltà &lt;br /&gt;E un Dio che è morto &lt;br /&gt;Ai bordi delle strade Dio è morto &lt;br /&gt;Nelle auto prese a rate Dio è morto &lt;br /&gt;Nei miti dell'estate Dio è morto. &lt;br /&gt;Mi han detto che questa mia generazione ormai non crede &lt;br /&gt;In ciò che spesso han mascherato con la fede &lt;br /&gt;Nei miti eterni della patria o dell'eroe &lt;br /&gt;Perché è venuto il momento di negare tutto ciò che è falsità &lt;br /&gt;Le fedi fatte di abitudini e paura &lt;br /&gt;Una politica che è solo far carriera &lt;br /&gt;Il perbenismo interessato, la dignità fatta di vuoto &lt;br /&gt;L'ipocrisia di chi sta sempre con la ragione e mai col torto &lt;br /&gt;E un Dio che è morto &lt;br /&gt;Nei campi di sterminio Dio è morto &lt;br /&gt;Coi miti della razza Dio è morto &lt;br /&gt;Con gli odi di partito Dio è morto. &lt;br /&gt;Ma penso &lt;br /&gt;Che questa mia generazione è preparata &lt;br /&gt;A un mondo nuovo e a una speranza appena nata &lt;br /&gt;Ad un futuro che ha già in mano, a una rivolta senza armi &lt;br /&gt;Perché noi tutti ormai sappiamo che se Dio muore è per tre giorni &lt;br /&gt;E poi risorge &lt;br /&gt;In ciò che noi crediamo Dio è risorto &lt;br /&gt;In ciò che noi vogliamo Dio è risorto &lt;br /&gt;Nel mondo che faremo &lt;br /&gt;Dio è risorto, &lt;br /&gt;Dio è risorto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-614081299526666252?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/614081299526666252/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-7461748750429435298</id><published>2009-04-28T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:35:08.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARLA CON ME...EROS RAMAZZOTTI 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/lURa6GmthHY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/lURa6GmthHY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bellissima questa nuova canzone di EROS...&lt;br /&gt;parla con me....&lt;br /&gt;cosa che.....nei giorni di oggi è sempre &lt;br /&gt;più rara la comunicazione...&lt;br /&gt;parla con me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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buono da guardare e apprezzare...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/7222/xblogar9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 364px;" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/7222/xblogar9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-6501525950446516937?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/6501525950446516937/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=6501525950446516937' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6501525950446516937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6501525950446516937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2009/01/cosi-preziosa.html' title='COSI&apos; PREZIOSA...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-1991346281840116774</id><published>2008-10-17T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:48:46.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IL CIELO HA UNA PORTA SOLA...BIAGIO ANTONACCI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/gVztOU4w0YI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/gVztOU4w0YI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;il nuovo singolo di biagio antonacci...e come sempre amo realizzare dei video con la sua "poesia" cantata...tu...mi piaci...tuuu uuu mi dici...non sono in grado di amarti.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-1991346281840116774?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/1991346281840116774/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=1991346281840116774' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/1991346281840116774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/1991346281840116774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/10/il-cielo-ha-una-porta-solabiagio.html' title='IL CIELO HA UNA PORTA SOLA...BIAGIO ANTONACCI'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-83981958391861582</id><published>2008-08-31T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:09:36.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e mi batte il cuore...</title><content type='html'>è così che voglio iniziare...e mi BATTE IL CUORE....&lt;br /&gt;sono le piccole cose che danno gioia...allegria e...malinconia...&lt;br /&gt;venerdì 29/08/08 si è avverato un sogno...&lt;br /&gt;finalmente quell'abbraccio tanto atteso &lt;br /&gt;è arrivato...che sorpresa...la mia ROSSS a milano...che emozione...NOI finalmente insieme tra risate e meraviglia...&lt;br /&gt;quanto amore c'è....quanta attesa e quanta voglia di viverci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOI nella strade di milano...NOI che siamo lontani ma mai al trove con il cuore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOI 5 io il mio amooo te ciro cisky e il piccolo manuel....serata indimenticabile...cena...risate....tentativo nel trovare a casa QUELL'UOMO LI'....naviglio...chiacchiere...sorrisi...e poi...nuovamente un saluto e via...ognuno a casa propria...che malinconia in quel momento....rosssssssssss anima splendida NOI ti aspettiamo ancora....il mio cuore è nel tuo...ti voglio sentire ancora tra le mie braccia...sembrava un sogno...amo vivere di queste emozioni...amo sentire le anime splendide vicine e in me...e te rosssss pinkypinky sei una di queste...un bene puro e sinceroooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la vita è fatta di queste cose da vivere!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img455.imageshack.us/img455/2962/amicizia20legame20indisxe2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img455.imageshack.us/img455/2962/amicizia20legame20indisxe2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTA E'LA ROSA DI QUELLA SERA.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SLxLo0rd3XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Dda7vqGh0c4/s1600-h/PIC_1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SLxLo0rd3XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Dda7vqGh0c4/s320/PIC_1247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241147231060221298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-83981958391861582?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/83981958391861582/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=83981958391861582' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/83981958391861582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/83981958391861582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/08/e-mi-batte-il-cuore.html' title='e mi batte il cuore...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SLxLo0rd3XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Dda7vqGh0c4/s72-c/PIC_1247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-527763844963969486</id><published>2008-08-20T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:03:00.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>io sono quella che...</title><content type='html'>Non è importante quello che si aspettano gli altri da te.....&lt;br /&gt;ci vuole coraggio per intraprendere quel cammino che &lt;br /&gt;ci conduce alla ricerca di noi stessi......&lt;br /&gt;è un esame....che ti promuove alla vita: la tua......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a volte ci sono specchi deformi che ingannano.... &lt;br /&gt;però l'immagine riflessa che ci riflette ci basta.....&lt;br /&gt;e crediamo che sia quella reale....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lucylle.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/nello_specchio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://lucylle.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/nello_specchio.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A volte sembra di tornare indietro..... &lt;br /&gt;desideri parlarne con tutti e con nessuno..... &lt;br /&gt;poi resti in silenzio.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io sono quella che scrive nel blog... &lt;br /&gt;con la testa tra le nuvole...che vive di sogni...che respira l'azzurro del cielo....&lt;br /&gt;mi incanto....mi pizzico per vedere se sto sognando...&lt;br /&gt;amo....mangio un gelato e salto sul lettone..... &lt;br /&gt;anche adesso che il lettone è il mio e dovrei severamente dire che non si deve....&lt;br /&gt;ma è così che voglio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloggers.it/kleys/itcommenti/ErinWasson-Numero06-070403-DusanReljin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bloggers.it/kleys/itcommenti/ErinWasson-Numero06-070403-DusanReljin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-527763844963969486?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/527763844963969486/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=527763844963969486' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/527763844963969486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/527763844963969486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/08/io-sono-quella-che.html' title='io sono quella che...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-197519374890091907</id><published>2008-07-21T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:58:22.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leggo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SIUiOaJ3VTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZgmoX1AGfic/s1600-h/sensual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SIUiOaJ3VTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZgmoX1AGfic/s320/sensual.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225620573567538482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leggo nei tuoi occhi...attimi di gioia...di malinconia...di dolore o di perdimento...&lt;br /&gt;leggo e mi perdo nelle pagine di un libro..che accarezzano i miei pensieri e li portano chissà dove...forse in un volo di mille e mille chilometri di distanza...leggo nei miei pensieri per non scappare di fronte a quelli che sfiorano la mia mente:dolci...tormentati..ingenui o maliziosi...sono parte di me...fanno parte di me...SONO IO QUEI PENSIERI...SONO IO QUEGLI OCCHI...SONO IO QUELLE PAGINE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-197519374890091907?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/197519374890091907/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=197519374890091907' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/197519374890091907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/197519374890091907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/07/leggo.html' title='leggo....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/SIUiOaJ3VTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZgmoX1AGfic/s72-c/sensual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-3845296377798375936</id><published>2008-05-16T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:30:01.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>passione....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;stasera....un pensiero di passione....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro il mio essere più profondo... &lt;br /&gt;in ogni mia goccia di essenza &lt;br /&gt;eri con me... &lt;br /&gt;ho respirato te... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lunaticamente.myblog.it/media/02/00/8cfecadb7c04bfdbc696ee9cfba6072c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://lunaticamente.myblog.it/media/02/00/8cfecadb7c04bfdbc696ee9cfba6072c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3845296377798375936?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3845296377798375936/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3845296377798375936' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3845296377798375936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3845296377798375936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/05/passione.html' title='passione....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-2580113666784956879</id><published>2008-05-09T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:08:01.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la vita è un arco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;la vita non é una linea retta....&lt;br /&gt;la vita é un arco...sì...un bellissimo arco con la corda ben tesa perché la freccia possa scoccare sicura e silenziosa.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albumviaggi.it/images2/dd22arco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.albumviaggi.it/images2/dd22arco.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la vita ha la forma di un arco e necessita della luce del giorno...del sole...della notte...della luna...perchè possa così...trasformarsi in un arcobaleno....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corriere.it/Hermes%20Foto/2002/05_Maggio/16/arcobaleno--550x342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.corriere.it/Hermes%20Foto/2002/05_Maggio/16/arcobaleno--550x342.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-2580113666784956879?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/2580113666784956879/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=2580113666784956879' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2580113666784956879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2580113666784956879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-vita-un-arco.html' title='la vita è un arco...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-5464367563155536762</id><published>2008-04-26T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:42:52.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>riflessioni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/2257/x1pnprgmi5o50eq2hof0iiauypctgx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/2257/x1pnprgmi5o50eq2hof0iiauypctgx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         ed eccomi qui.....ad assaporare le mie riflessioni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         forse ora...è la cosa di cui ho veramente bisogno.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/191/2cbxggca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img223.imageshack.us/img223/191/2cbxggca1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-5464367563155536762?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/5464367563155536762/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=5464367563155536762' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5464367563155536762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5464367563155536762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/04/riflessioni.html' title='riflessioni...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-2114934715264743965</id><published>2008-03-20T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:21:31.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favola...modà...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gallery.photo.net/photo/3623760-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://gallery.photo.net/photo/3623760-md.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ora vi racconto una storia che &lt;br /&gt;Farete fatica a credere &lt;br /&gt;Perché parla di una principessa &lt;br /&gt;E di un cavaliere che &lt;br /&gt;In sella al suo cavallo bianco &lt;br /&gt;Entrò nel bosco &lt;br /&gt;Alla ricerca di un sentimento &lt;br /&gt;Che tutti chiamavano amore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prese un sentiero che portava &lt;br /&gt;A una cascata dove l?aria &lt;br /&gt;Era pura come il cuore di quella &lt;br /&gt;Fanciulla che cantava &lt;br /&gt;E se ne stava coi conigli &lt;br /&gt;I pappagalli verdi e gialli &lt;br /&gt;Come i petali di quei fiori che &lt;br /&gt;Portava tra i capelli &lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cavaliere scese dal suo cavallo bianco &lt;br /&gt;E piano piano le si avvicinò &lt;br /&gt;La guardò per un secondo &lt;br /&gt;Poi le sorrise &lt;br /&gt;E poi pian piano iniziò a dirle &lt;br /&gt;Queste dolci parole: &lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/489/cavalieredc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/489/cavalieredc6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorrei essere il raggio di sole che &lt;br /&gt;Ogni giorno ti viene a svegliare per &lt;br /&gt;Farti respirare e farti vivere di me &lt;br /&gt;Vorrei essere la prima stella che &lt;br /&gt;Ogni sera vedi brillare perché &lt;br /&gt;Così i tuoi occhi sanno &lt;br /&gt;Che ti guardo &lt;br /&gt;E che sono sempre con te &lt;br /&gt;Vorrei essere lo specchio che ti parla &lt;br /&gt;E che a ogni tua domanda &lt;br /&gt;Ti risponda che al mondo &lt;br /&gt;Tu sei sempre la più bella &lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La principessa lo guardò &lt;br /&gt;Senza dire parole &lt;br /&gt;E si lasciò cadere tra le sue braccia &lt;br /&gt;Il cavaliere la portò con se &lt;br /&gt;Sul suo cavallo bianco &lt;br /&gt;E seguendo il vento &lt;br /&gt;Le cantava intanto &lt;br /&gt;Questa dolce canzone: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 volte) &lt;br /&gt;Vorrei essere il raggio di sole che &lt;br /&gt;Ogni giorno ti viene a svegliare per &lt;br /&gt;Farti respirare e farti vivere di me &lt;br /&gt;Vorrei essere la prima stella che &lt;br /&gt;Ogni sera vedi brillare perché &lt;br /&gt;Così i tuoi occhi sanno &lt;br /&gt;Che ti guardo &lt;br /&gt;E che sono sempre con te &lt;br /&gt;Vorrei essere lo specchio che ti parla &lt;br /&gt;E che a ogni tua domanda &lt;br /&gt;Ti risponda che al mondo &lt;br /&gt;Tu sei sempre la più bella &lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/4347/senzanomemu6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/4347/senzanomemu6.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-2114934715264743965?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/2114934715264743965/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=2114934715264743965' title='15 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2114934715264743965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2114934715264743965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/03/favolamod.html' title='favola...modà...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-2227958684383341083</id><published>2008-03-16T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T04:17:46.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soffoco.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/300W/images2.deviantart.com/i/2004/08/f/c/The_Shell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/300W/images2.deviantart.com/i/2004/08/f/c/The_Shell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi sento soffocare...nervi...stress...RABBIA...capita di sentirsi dentro ad una pressa...di sentirsi schiacciare.....di essere considerati solo NUMERI..PRESENZE......CONSIDERAZIONE meno di 0....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORTUNA ho il mio AZZURRO personale...ho chi mi riscalda il cuore...ho chi mi regala sempre quella carezza dolce che mi fà sorridere.....ho chi mi è sempre vicino....IL GRIGIO LO TRASFORMA IN AZZURRO...IL BUIO IN LUCE...LE LACRIME IN SORRISO...HO ALMENO QUESTA DI FORTUNA CHE E' IMMENSA...è di avere vicino chi riesce a FARMI RESPIRARE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buona DOMENICA DELLE PALME a tutti....GIOIA AMORE E SERENITA'.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-2227958684383341083?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/2227958684383341083/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=2227958684383341083' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2227958684383341083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2227958684383341083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/03/soffoco.html' title='soffoco.....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-9222720943649881999</id><published>2008-03-02T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:52:54.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricarico - Vita tranquilla [Sanremo 2008]</title><content type='html'>sarà stonato...ma trovo questa CANZONE UNA DELLE MIGLIORI DI SANREMO 2008....&lt;br /&gt;l'ultima illusione non è svanita io libero per sempre!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è davvero un grand bel testo!!!! e BRAVO TRICARICO!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnWmbF4_PKk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnWmbF4_PKk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-9222720943649881999?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/9222720943649881999/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=9222720943649881999' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/9222720943649881999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/9222720943649881999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/03/tricarico-vita-tranquilla-sanremo-2008.html' title='Tricarico - Vita tranquilla [Sanremo 2008]'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-3596186432419321830</id><published>2008-02-03T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:16:45.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>malinconia....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img127.imageshack.us/img127/4872/solaqy1iq2so3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img127.imageshack.us/img127/4872/solaqy1iq2so3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stasera mi sento come questa canzone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;non sai se &lt;br /&gt;piangere o provare a spezzare.......&lt;br /&gt;non dici niente e hai mille&lt;br /&gt;cose da dire........ &lt;br /&gt;ed e' malinconia&lt;br /&gt;a farti compagnia.......&lt;br /&gt;ti da' sempre ragione&lt;br /&gt;ma in cambio poi chissa' che vuole........&lt;br /&gt;ed e' malinconia&lt;br /&gt;un'ora che va via....&lt;br /&gt;o un anno da scordare&lt;br /&gt;da soli in fondo ad un locale............RICCARDO FOGLI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3596186432419321830?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3596186432419321830/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3596186432419321830' title='13 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3596186432419321830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3596186432419321830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/02/malinconia.html' title='malinconia....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-3239511977146543756</id><published>2008-01-31T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:18:17.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>purtroppo...</title><content type='html'>purtroppo mi accorgo che giorno dopo giorno...regna sempre l'ipocrisia...l'esibizionismo...il voler...apparire...il voler....essere quello che non si è veramente....&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R6EPcvVtgaI/AAAAAAAAADo/frsMon4fwTo/s1600-h/inclinazione_di_luce__2__by_Aglaja_hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R6EPcvVtgaI/AAAAAAAAADo/frsMon4fwTo/s320/inclinazione_di_luce__2__by_Aglaja_hall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161423634361581986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e............il tempo scorre velocemente nella vita di tutti i giorni......e...&lt;br /&gt;mi accorgo che c'è sempre qualcosa che manca in ognuno di noi.....in me.....&lt;br /&gt;già.......ma&lt;br /&gt;non mancherà mai il mio essere me stessa...non mancherà mai un cuore pieno di sorrisi...di lacrime...non mancherà mai un cuore che sà emozionarsi per un sorriso sincerò..NO...non mancheranno mai queste piccole cose perchè mi aiutano a VIVERE.........senza pretendere più...di quello che già ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UN CUORE...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uazzi.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/blog19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://uazzi.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/blog19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3239511977146543756?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3239511977146543756/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3239511977146543756' title='13 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3239511977146543756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3239511977146543756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/01/purtroppo.html' title='purtroppo...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R6EPcvVtgaI/AAAAAAAAADo/frsMon4fwTo/s72-c/inclinazione_di_luce__2__by_Aglaja_hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-2695967495052103278</id><published>2008-01-22T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T15:27:16.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a te......jovanotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ma quanto è bellaaaaaaaaa........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOVANOTTI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei l'unica al mondo, &lt;br /&gt;l'unica ragione per arrivare fino in fondo ad ogni mio respiro... &lt;br /&gt;Quando ti guardo dopo un giorno pieno di parole &lt;br /&gt;senza che tu mi dica niente tutto si fa chiaro... &lt;br /&gt;A te che mi hai trovato all'angolo coi pugni chiusi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UlUzy_PwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zbKoB0HbuEQ/s1600-h/sola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UlUzy_PwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zbKoB0HbuEQ/s320/sola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158069987654450946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;con le mie spalle contro il muro pronto a difendermi, &lt;br /&gt;con gli occhi bassi stavo in file con i disillusi... &lt;br /&gt;Tu mi hai raccolto come un gatto &lt;br /&gt;e mi hai portato con te... &lt;br /&gt;A te io canto una canzone &lt;br /&gt;perchè non ho altro, niente di meglio da offrirti... &lt;br /&gt;Di tutto quello che ho prendi il mio tempo e la magia &lt;br /&gt;che con un solo salto ci fa volare dentro all'aria come bollicine... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei, semplicemente sei, &lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Ulsjy_PxI/AAAAAAAAADA/4Lt0f039AQ4/s1600-h/sensuality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Ulsjy_PxI/AAAAAAAAADA/4Lt0f039AQ4/s320/sensuality.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158070395676344082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio grande amore ed il mio amore grande... &lt;br /&gt;A te che hai preso la mia vita e ne hai fatto molto di più... &lt;br /&gt;A te che hai dato senso al tempo senza mai misurarlo... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio amore grande ed il mio grande amore... &lt;br /&gt;A te che io ti ho visto piangere nella mia mano, &lt;br /&gt;fragile che potevo ucciderti stringendoti un po'&lt;br /&gt;E poi ti ho visto con la forza di un aereoplano &lt;br /&gt;prendere in mano &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UmdTy_PyI/AAAAAAAAADI/cGxk2LqJnT8/s1600-h/meuladoesquerdobyunumbrqb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UmdTy_PyI/AAAAAAAAADI/cGxk2LqJnT8/s320/meuladoesquerdobyunumbrqb8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158071233194966818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la tua vita e trascinarla in salvo... &lt;br /&gt;A te che mi hai insegnato i sogni e l'arte dell'avventura... &lt;br /&gt;A te che credi nel coraggio e anche nella paura... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei la miglior cosa che mi sia successa... &lt;br /&gt;A te che cambi tutti i giorni e resti sempre la stessa... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei, semplicemente sei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UocDy_PzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/f1ww4NcSTO0/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UocDy_PzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/f1ww4NcSTO0/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158073410743385906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei, sostanza dei sogni miei... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei, essenzialmente sei,&lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei sogni miei...sostanza dei giorni miei &lt;br /&gt;A te che non ti piaci mai e sei una meraviglia, &lt;br /&gt;le forze della natura si concentrano in te &lt;br /&gt;che sei una roccia, sei una pianta, sei un uragano, &lt;br /&gt;sei l'orizzonte che mi accoglie quando mi allontano... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei l'unica amica che io posso avere, &lt;br /&gt;l'unico amore che vorrei se io non ti avessi con me... &lt;br /&gt;A te che hai reso la mia vita bella da morire, &lt;br /&gt;che riesci a render la fatica un immenso piacere... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Upezy_P0I/AAAAAAAAADY/jLeMz4OQPp4/s1600-h/passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Upezy_P0I/AAAAAAAAADY/jLeMz4OQPp4/s320/passion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158074557499653954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio grande amore ed il mio amore grande... &lt;br /&gt;A te che hai preso la mia vita e ne hai fatto molto di più... &lt;br /&gt;A te che hai dato senso al tempo senza misurarlo... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio amore grande ed il mio grande amore... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei, semplicemente sei, &lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei, sostanza dei sogni miei... &lt;br /&gt;A te che sei, semplicemente sei, &lt;br /&gt;compagna dei giorni miei, sostanza dei sogni miei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Uk3Dy_PvI/AAAAAAAAACw/RyFSWK9bso0/s1600-h/y1p2ztw9ce6i7cpvw0grgaemh8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5Uk3Dy_PvI/AAAAAAAAACw/RyFSWK9bso0/s320/y1p2ztw9ce6i7cpvw0grgaemh8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158069476553342706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-2695967495052103278?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/2695967495052103278/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=2695967495052103278' title='13 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2695967495052103278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2695967495052103278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/01/tegiovanotti.html' title='a te......jovanotti'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R5UlUzy_PwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zbKoB0HbuEQ/s72-c/sola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-8646752228458145311</id><published>2008-01-02T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:09:44.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lo sguardo...il cuore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3wLMjy_PoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/y23ug0eS_QA/s1600-h/labbracuore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3wLMjy_PoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/y23ug0eS_QA/s400/labbracuore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151004384200441474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esistono molte cose nella vita che catturano lo sguardo...&lt;br /&gt;ma solo poche catturano il tuo cuore......segui quelle......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-8646752228458145311?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/8646752228458145311/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=8646752228458145311' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/8646752228458145311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/8646752228458145311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/01/lo-sguardoil-cuore.html' title='lo sguardo...il cuore'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3wLMjy_PoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/y23ug0eS_QA/s72-c/labbracuore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-5184359971558498393</id><published>2008-01-01T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T03:47:42.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>siete parte di me...</title><content type='html'>unione e condivisione....lascio anche nel mio mondo il mio augurio di buon anno per i miei amici azzurrini...che viviamo insieme anche in un'altro spazio...&lt;br /&gt;e voglio conservare quà il mio auguri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogEzy_PiI/AAAAAAAAABI/pfLaZLWpXdY/s1600-h/VITAAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogEzy_PiI/AAAAAAAAABI/pfLaZLWpXdY/s400/VITAAA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150464390847217186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogfTy_PjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_rMu1PzQOTo/s1600-h/fortunaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogfTy_PjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_rMu1PzQOTo/s400/fortunaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150464846113750578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogqTy_PkI/AAAAAAAAABY/bVc5DuewX74/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ogqTy_PkI/AAAAAAAAABY/bVc5DuewX74/s400/2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150465035092311618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-5184359971558498393?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/5184359971558498393/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=5184359971558498393' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5184359971558498393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5184359971558498393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2008/01/siete-parte-di-me.html' title='siete parte di me...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ohmTy_PnI/AAAAAAAAABw/BxXMLSkQU9k/s72-c/un+libro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-3556863579787710165</id><published>2007-12-29T11:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:27:33.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non vendermi - Biagio Antonacci</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3VcNT4LrkMg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3VcNT4LrkMg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3556863579787710165?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3556863579787710165/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3556863579787710165' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3556863579787710165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ECmDy_PeI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LecjdSbGhrw/s320/coeur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;questo augurio di buon natale....lo voglio conservare nel mio mondo....grazie biagio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a tutti coloro che con me hanno viaggiato...aspettato,,,, sudato ....cantato.. goduto e vissuto con passione questo tour------a tutti coloro che come me vivono senza aspettarsi niente ma credono.......a quelli che come me si sentono sempre in sintonia solo col cielo........ che questo natale arrivi a voi come una canzone serena ---- come un mazzo di fiori di campo......come il vento quando il caldo brucia.......come l'amore quando sembrava finito............. passate un natale con i vs parenti e con le persone che avete scelto-----o con chi non avete mai considerato importante...... o solo con voi e dentro di voi............................. il natale porta pensieri.....non c'è sempre pace nei cuori che vivono di getto-----------abbiamo vissuto un anno di musica e di libertà-------------------grazie ancora e buon natale.....................dal cuore........b.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4355371623883491178-6133353445719204536?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/6133353445719204536/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=6133353445719204536' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6133353445719204536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6133353445719204536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/12/buon-natale-da-biagio-antonacci.html' title='buon natale da biagio antonacci...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2fVevMPId3o/R3ECmDy_PeI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LecjdSbGhrw/s72-c/coeur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-6491713925034359990</id><published>2007-12-20T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:14:13.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gocce di pioggia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ilvisionario.ilcannocchiale.it/mediamanager/sys.user/57837/DonnaSottoLaPioggia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ilvisionario.ilcannocchiale.it/mediamanager/sys.user/57837/DonnaSottoLaPioggia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gocce di pioggia lungo il mio corpo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mentre i vestiti si addensano a bagnarmi la pelle......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;entrando nella voragine delle miei carni per far fluire il sangue più in fretta... e perdermi in un pensiero a RIEMPIRMI ancora una volta di te.... marika &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-6491713925034359990?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/6491713925034359990/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=6491713925034359990' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6491713925034359990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6491713925034359990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/12/gocce-di-pioggia.html' title='gocce di pioggia'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-3132617293860357145</id><published>2007-12-03T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:59:49.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amami..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://elnuevocojo.com/images/stories/101905/shakira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://elnuevocojo.com/images/stories/101905/shakira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;amami come se fossi un'isola ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;distante ma raggiungibile ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biagio antonacci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-3132617293860357145?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/3132617293860357145/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=3132617293860357145' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3132617293860357145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/3132617293860357145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/12/amami.html' title='amami..'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-6017216654197997309</id><published>2007-12-02T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:55:22.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>libera.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/WIZ/8502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/WIZ/8502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;libera di vivere in libertà con il mondo......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sognando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-6017216654197997309?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/6017216654197997309/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=6017216654197997309' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6017216654197997309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/6017216654197997309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/12/libera.html' title='libera.....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-5710181317830182955</id><published>2007-12-01T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:16:34.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"......"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.punto.it/img/spaziofoto/space11/163931/ImmO_marikamek_01175296035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.punto.it/img/spaziofoto/space11/163931/ImmO_marikamek_01175296035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"C'è un solo tipo di successo: quello di fare della propria vita ciò che si desidera." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry David Thoreau &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-5710181317830182955?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/5710181317830182955/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=5710181317830182955' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5710181317830182955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5710181317830182955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='&quot;......&quot;'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-5541490647224699401</id><published>2007-11-30T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:01:29.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vorrei....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://onephoto.net/uploads/wolverine/1177276755_gal_aga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://onephoto.net/uploads/wolverine/1177276755_gal_aga2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;vorrei che tutto è niente...che niente è tutto.......e spesso mi piacerebbe pensare che non esistono schemi ....che non esistono regole o stupide tattiche...Le emozioni quellenon le voglio SOFFOCARE...non le voglio rinchiudere....io mi lascio trasportare e le vivo fino in fondo ..che siano prima belle e poi brutte...vivo tutto ....è tutto mio...parte di me e.......Devo recitare un sacco di parti in questa piccola vita ...e le uniche cose vere le voglio vivere davvero...fino in fondo.....nessuna sbarra...nessun paletto...fisico o mentale.....nessuna barriera a limitare la mia libertà nel farlo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-5541490647224699401?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/5541490647224699401/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=5541490647224699401' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5541490647224699401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/5541490647224699401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/vorrei_30.html' title='vorrei....'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-2117624195234409851</id><published>2007-11-30T01:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:37:41.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semplicità...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos.photosig.com/photos/01/55/1605501-ec06127240f983be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.photosig.com/photos/01/55/1605501-ec06127240f983be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sono le cose semplici a rendere ricco chi sà vivere di semplicità.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;la semplicità è nelle proprie mani....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-2117624195234409851?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/2117624195234409851/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=2117624195234409851' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2117624195234409851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/2117624195234409851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/sono-le-cose-semplici-rendere-ricco-chi.html' title='semplicità...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-4294983608947652111</id><published>2007-11-30T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:53:38.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brividi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brividi.....baci dal sapore antico.... labbra umide e pelle profumata di TE... Trasparenze velate che accarezzano la mia pelle..... volo oltre il mio essere..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://digilander.libero.it/ombra_luminosa/carezza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-4294983608947652111?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/4294983608947652111/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=4294983608947652111' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/4294983608947652111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/4294983608947652111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/brividi.html' title='brividi...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-668676335772426850</id><published>2007-11-29T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:39:52.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dipingere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.silvanabilardi.it/blog/nuda5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.silvanabilardi.it/blog/nuda5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vorrei regalare un arcobaleno… quello che da anni dipingo e ridipingo nel mio cuore…. perchè per ogni sensazione ricevuta… mi accorgo di essere contenta di vivere…....... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4355371623883491178-668676335772426850?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/668676335772426850/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=668676335772426850' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/668676335772426850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/668676335772426850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/dipingere.html' title='dipingere...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-705858925241342398</id><published>2007-11-29T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:38:31.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>voglio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voglio sentire le tue mani...accarezzarmi.... cercarmi.....volermi... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.serenafinatti.com/blogke/mani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;voglio sentire la tua bocca sulla mia.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fuoricampo.net/maggi/bacio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; le tue mani nelle mie... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.keeboo.org/img/mani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;voglio diventare una sola cosa con te... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.oasidelpensiero.it/aforismi/passion_image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/4355371623883491178-705858925241342398?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/705858925241342398/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=705858925241342398' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/705858925241342398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/705858925241342398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/voglio.html' title='voglio...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-7071192536210111987</id><published>2007-11-29T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:39:11.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.Battaglia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nella vita ci sono giorni pieni di vento e pieni di rabbia.... ci sono giorni pieni di pioggia e pieni di dolori..... ci sono giorni pieni di lacrime.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/8096/tomissbyspokojnysengc4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ma poi ci sono giorni pieni di amore..... che ci danno il coraggio di andare avanti per tutti gli altri giorni..." R. Battaglia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.windoweb.it/IEP/poesia/neruda/Il%20tuo%20sorriso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-7071192536210111987?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/7071192536210111987/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=7071192536210111987' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/7071192536210111987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/7071192536210111987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/nella-vita-ci-sono-giorni-pieni-di.html' title='R.Battaglia...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4355371623883491178.post-1167281448206440916</id><published>2007-11-29T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:03:31.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>non lasciare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.photographers.it/exibition/gallery/la_linea_armonica/frammento-di-tenerezza-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.photographers.it/exibition/gallery/la_linea_armonica/frammento-di-tenerezza-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;non lasciare mai la mia piccola mano...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fun.supereva.it/banglassiexx.mybox/img/FREDY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://fun.supereva.it/banglassiexx.mybox/img/FREDY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;senza...mi sentirei persa... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fun.supereva.it/banglassiexx.mybox/img/FREDY.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4355371623883491178-1167281448206440916?l=marikamek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/feeds/1167281448206440916/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4355371623883491178&amp;postID=1167281448206440916' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/1167281448206440916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4355371623883491178/posts/default/1167281448206440916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marikamek.blogspot.com/2007/11/non-lasciare.html' title='non lasciare...'/><author><name>Marikamek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07538591887876203887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hiboox.com/images/2406/1hjqcyo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
