tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21855192950444889922023-11-16T00:16:44.048-03:00***Viva intensamente, ame o próximo e perdoe sempre; Nossos castelos são feitos de areia...
Dinho CavalcanteDinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-48622848674011757022013-09-14T22:33:00.000-03:002013-09-17T22:28:10.872-03:00Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-16168764309364716412013-09-14T19:56:00.000-03:002013-09-14T19:57:20.689-03:00A Chuva...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utKZjK7AByg/UjTpUDLPUUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qHJEuNwciC8/s1600/528384_4128525991153_1077626171_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utKZjK7AByg/UjTpUDLPUUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qHJEuNwciC8/s320/528384_4128525991153_1077626171_n.jpg" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-4148621662071145282012-03-24T05:05:00.000-03:002012-03-24T05:05:48.986-03:00Você reconhece <br />
um vencedor <br />
pelo olhar...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELtxsR2FPVE/T22ANK_bjWI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DOzl9zguByQ/s1600/cara-da-coruja-b7b36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELtxsR2FPVE/T22ANK_bjWI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DOzl9zguByQ/s320/cara-da-coruja-b7b36.jpg" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-89165362880353225632012-02-13T22:01:00.000-02:002012-02-13T22:01:30.893-02:00A verdade é que toda <br />
virgem <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAd-BiKLeRbnBzrAlSDCqUyEKfsQQKHG8Pnu9NuewxuIMla20zoaRp2R7YJH2G4t5Ur2KGCkl2ogwvwo0HBwNaSeIxC62hTCpkeDAUyiTeFqjJaSlILBrbekE_GYo_elpZBBxWJVWnq4/s1600/ondas-vivas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="228" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAd-BiKLeRbnBzrAlSDCqUyEKfsQQKHG8Pnu9NuewxuIMla20zoaRp2R7YJH2G4t5Ur2KGCkl2ogwvwo0HBwNaSeIxC62hTCpkeDAUyiTeFqjJaSlILBrbekE_GYo_elpZBBxWJVWnq4/s320/ondas-vivas.gif" /></a></div>tem certeza de que o que <br />
ela vê é a realidade dos <br />
fatos...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-1527088759685900062012-02-10T11:39:00.000-02:002013-09-14T22:07:59.252-03:00Você escolheu o caminho<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5twNgFUZPr_W-adGow4-X1_Cqjg-taiT8TCMo5L9JC6-9mpijKqRjvpoBSeevaKd3joznbBz-SeX-jrLZvjf_jx1shuDDGEuTYvWbeKFCPGo5WRJGxVtI2pWSkiSOKCSD4Q9xBO5zO_c/s1600/onde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="281" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5twNgFUZPr_W-adGow4-X1_Cqjg-taiT8TCMo5L9JC6-9mpijKqRjvpoBSeevaKd3joznbBz-SeX-jrLZvjf_jx1shuDDGEuTYvWbeKFCPGo5WRJGxVtI2pWSkiSOKCSD4Q9xBO5zO_c/s320/onde.jpg" /></a></div>errado? Engano, você <br />
escolheu o caminho <br />
que tinha que ser. <br />
Agora, mãos à obra, <br />
é hora de recomeçar...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-86499214313548614952011-10-12T09:26:00.000-03:002011-10-12T09:26:35.901-03:00Se você está triste, aproveite; <br />
A felicidade é burra...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrrnzlZJm8xSS5PVYd84O065oZhcsZ4zoXX6hPdzIX20tYwoulKG7-htiU0GVBBZ_6kHt_OslDoRYrxRzEXd_YkX7i1pqbVaIJPiBbs5P8vaBdwWPlNxZu0MfNwIwViSWy6uDtPVqfyd4/s1600/imagesm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="181" width="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrrnzlZJm8xSS5PVYd84O065oZhcsZ4zoXX6hPdzIX20tYwoulKG7-htiU0GVBBZ_6kHt_OslDoRYrxRzEXd_YkX7i1pqbVaIJPiBbs5P8vaBdwWPlNxZu0MfNwIwViSWy6uDtPVqfyd4/s320/imagesm.jpg" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-37955076193435202712011-08-13T00:32:00.000-03:002011-08-13T00:32:24.521-03:00<br />
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Eu gostaria de ser<br />
tudo o que você quisesse<br />
gostaria de dizer <br />
tudo o que você gostasse<br />
gostaria de ouvir<br />
tudo o que você falasse<br />
gostaria, juro que <br />
gostaria...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-23863621579246925752011-07-27T01:04:00.000-03:002011-07-27T01:04:54.253-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPzkpshsmghxJ4Qt9IEb5WJKppKq-dswhlhzbwWCA4vxJDScywV6-bIA2HNEjYLiFN0SNs-v0ZCR_71PaPzFcjCqTMsY_5WkRVOI0lWLyLXqChj2_CTE_7nmd8aq41K7_z56jc0t_M5o/s1600/proibido-pensar.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPzkpshsmghxJ4Qt9IEb5WJKppKq-dswhlhzbwWCA4vxJDScywV6-bIA2HNEjYLiFN0SNs-v0ZCR_71PaPzFcjCqTMsY_5WkRVOI0lWLyLXqChj2_CTE_7nmd8aq41K7_z56jc0t_M5o/s320/proibido-pensar.png" /></a></div>Te deram uma arma <br />
e te disseram para <br />
não atirar...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-24775106547643234092011-07-21T01:17:00.000-03:002011-07-21T01:17:25.520-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekRLln3Vr0UweFBM0Y1fiXdy6Bkm6MS7DYkUQWkxrS4yUINNPeKZCSTuAy4bt0wlHpJEablQulvaWMXz4wJykI3rgz-_v1XTgBNrkWm7VNG1vmuvwlpf2j-2oUR_QU0CMhg3Ekn2m9vM/s1600/caminhante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="268" width="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekRLln3Vr0UweFBM0Y1fiXdy6Bkm6MS7DYkUQWkxrS4yUINNPeKZCSTuAy4bt0wlHpJEablQulvaWMXz4wJykI3rgz-_v1XTgBNrkWm7VNG1vmuvwlpf2j-2oUR_QU0CMhg3Ekn2m9vM/s320/caminhante.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Essa sensação <br />
agradável de experimentar <br />
o Novo!<br />
O Novo? Para muitos <br />
medo, angústia, <br />
até depressão...<br />
Para mim, o palhaço<br />
do circo da vida,<br />
a satisfação <br />
de uma nova caminhada <br />
que se inicia...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-30907979474164421792011-07-14T01:20:00.000-03:002011-07-14T01:20:08.582-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtf9e4-sE0W-A2nXsbQVj5nbtfQjTON0JNn3UCeBe7y2OhYoCvwx6UHkDn9zMvmYtQza-o5FrXLPsCfu9Ttrfjxgo-2PSDl6q62rlrpLsD4sxA1bh8M2k9F8leGuVyINiF6DVvPc2ClY/s1600/100_3832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="287" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtf9e4-sE0W-A2nXsbQVj5nbtfQjTON0JNn3UCeBe7y2OhYoCvwx6UHkDn9zMvmYtQza-o5FrXLPsCfu9Ttrfjxgo-2PSDl6q62rlrpLsD4sxA1bh8M2k9F8leGuVyINiF6DVvPc2ClY/s320/100_3832.JPG" /></a></div>Para, pensa, esquece...<br />
Pensa, pensa, esquece...<br />
Esquece, pensa, para...<br />
Para, para, para!!!...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-91565805633032202402011-07-14T01:00:00.000-03:002011-07-14T01:00:23.179-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxwzmrmv-US9BS4Xr4ucJUuZKaZiHLsKoH-NVgBdeT9kDAWOEzF0ss-XVb7vC3wcmX9X9fbIxOaVvJlhXcwRBR4534EAbMfz-cfB6UsV0y82vFZctkJcJGudJgdHb8Bg6gnx7wvKwTE4M/s1600/100_3832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="287" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxwzmrmv-US9BS4Xr4ucJUuZKaZiHLsKoH-NVgBdeT9kDAWOEzF0ss-XVb7vC3wcmX9X9fbIxOaVvJlhXcwRBR4534EAbMfz-cfB6UsV0y82vFZctkJcJGudJgdHb8Bg6gnx7wvKwTE4M/s320/100_3832.JPG" /></a></div>E quando você se joga, <br />
mas ainda assim pode <br />
voltar atrás? <br />
E quando tudo <br />
o que você quer <br />
é tudo o que você <br />
não quer?<br />
Estou tropeçando <br />
em minhas próprias <br />
pernas,<br />
Não quero dividir nada, <br />
não quero nada <br />
que não seja só meu...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-60006380695263184322011-07-12T00:51:00.000-03:002011-07-12T00:51:03.178-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QNrMLBpN4MBLvvLG-kZo3e2cfwumDA9KTlC4EKRpGvJgRLhWQ62OsJJmkFTcFM9L64t6HgcyofHuCj1OnJC4Dk2JXBXWBbLQ9Oj1ZGca9pW3Z4HAZZtifcyscsLQ2XsBLgsSNhLVUls/s1600/entrega.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="229" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QNrMLBpN4MBLvvLG-kZo3e2cfwumDA9KTlC4EKRpGvJgRLhWQ62OsJJmkFTcFM9L64t6HgcyofHuCj1OnJC4Dk2JXBXWBbLQ9Oj1ZGca9pW3Z4HAZZtifcyscsLQ2XsBLgsSNhLVUls/s320/entrega.jpg" /></a></div>De vez em quando <br />
tome por impulso <br />
uma decisão que <br />
deveria ser ponderada <br />
com toda a atenção <br />
do mundo...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-8380046706591002812011-07-03T03:50:00.001-03:002011-07-03T03:51:12.879-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpAABQYyCjvP2uReqdrXwL6zL9_YpTvum3AywOHVU8KBfnHiZFOCHNGZtXh9-un_oB-6y1Y4qgg10Mlvxy5fAyMDj9kZrhhZ6Z040UCjchZWw_pK4klDH0J8L4I40OMQ1M81sRgC-kLI/s1600/fenix-08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpAABQYyCjvP2uReqdrXwL6zL9_YpTvum3AywOHVU8KBfnHiZFOCHNGZtXh9-un_oB-6y1Y4qgg10Mlvxy5fAyMDj9kZrhhZ6Z040UCjchZWw_pK4klDH0J8L4I40OMQ1M81sRgC-kLI/s320/fenix-08.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<br />
Se cansar, respire<br />
se cair, levante<br />
se errar, conserte<br />
se afastar, alcance<br />
A vida não é um jogo <br />
pra espectadores...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-72795391036611791952011-06-30T13:05:00.000-03:002011-06-30T13:05:52.563-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlFQWCbes0mYAJuqFwD9ayjVBeSiRNFKdJ8uHRelRRis9VO-V4J-rRnMgfB4V93YlhKXeYQLztX9u7kBH2QRZbaPI32_KIhQsF_OaTSVFVmjzCgWOFyv2BVP_gVS76Mpiso1JFDVfH9w/s1600/alegria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlFQWCbes0mYAJuqFwD9ayjVBeSiRNFKdJ8uHRelRRis9VO-V4J-rRnMgfB4V93YlhKXeYQLztX9u7kBH2QRZbaPI32_KIhQsF_OaTSVFVmjzCgWOFyv2BVP_gVS76Mpiso1JFDVfH9w/s320/alegria.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Para cada comentário<br />
negativo que você fizer <br />
a respeito de alguém, <br />
faça 5 positivos; <br />
Isso não fará tão bem <br />
ao próximo quanto fará<br />
a você mesmo...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-23543710031738365632011-06-29T03:40:00.000-03:002011-06-29T03:40:08.731-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHlAAeM69FrcGnSarg8YcYmdO2ylXSkkZr8sqHYYhOu7QkAX18KWHv_PXBz4ILec0583zLua7O03LMRKzsuvbvpxcDhNZBNyL0SGNxBwAEio3qtYTtJOZ-eH42BffQ242Xg3H5KOA3GR0/s1600/images3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHlAAeM69FrcGnSarg8YcYmdO2ylXSkkZr8sqHYYhOu7QkAX18KWHv_PXBz4ILec0583zLua7O03LMRKzsuvbvpxcDhNZBNyL0SGNxBwAEio3qtYTtJOZ-eH42BffQ242Xg3H5KOA3GR0/s320/images3.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Ainda que o mundo esteja <br />
desabando ao seu redor,<br />
transmita sempre<br />
Segurança...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-78641087208663433542011-06-29T02:43:00.000-03:002011-06-29T02:43:54.773-03:00É preciso refrescar os pés,<br />
sei que a caminhada<br />
ainda é bem longa...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqORjEHCI4-kiZ-QdkGk9Gxj5hRG934RKsrDJCzZrqpAOXLbcVZmnKL-lYO_NVn38xzvl8Bt6wN2DulKh2KEHlinfi9mYpNS8EbplxWnD6r7iEBOZyOSiqMdfHuTVSlMP-ivjvE7RA4V4/s1600/DSC00945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="229" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqORjEHCI4-kiZ-QdkGk9Gxj5hRG934RKsrDJCzZrqpAOXLbcVZmnKL-lYO_NVn38xzvl8Bt6wN2DulKh2KEHlinfi9mYpNS8EbplxWnD6r7iEBOZyOSiqMdfHuTVSlMP-ivjvE7RA4V4/s320/DSC00945.JPG" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-25946296913603439292011-06-28T04:23:00.000-03:002011-06-28T04:23:14.977-03:00Hope for the best... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNxyvTwWorRAMvc85teBFC-JcJgZW981-m7GaQhzy28KQD2LVg3FCj33xHymTIL7z8muSJMMk3o-lzvIVAJ9o1TTVJAgf3VyUnooH-OUT8Te4Bx1gxQECTixGsM-hXat-F66BYPG6R_ag/s1600/arriscar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="170" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNxyvTwWorRAMvc85teBFC-JcJgZW981-m7GaQhzy28KQD2LVg3FCj33xHymTIL7z8muSJMMk3o-lzvIVAJ9o1TTVJAgf3VyUnooH-OUT8Te4Bx1gxQECTixGsM-hXat-F66BYPG6R_ag/s320/arriscar.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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plan for the worst...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-60560660966038917832011-06-26T15:41:00.000-03:002011-06-26T15:41:58.777-03:00É hora de recomeçar, hora de praticar um novo crime, ainda que sem querer, mas dessa vez cuida para que<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5j-W3IsIut_mj1DKxwG8uZMrDDiZH_EJcBKOw-FiMPC4z_apdnrg785sWzdxvzvY2ON_Iu6n7vDc3KEohNLEJixc-Se5qf41j974DbRTny7zzqD0p9u9YzbqZK5-5nlvQ6CfStSWpk2g/s1600/recome%25C3%25A7o-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5j-W3IsIut_mj1DKxwG8uZMrDDiZH_EJcBKOw-FiMPC4z_apdnrg785sWzdxvzvY2ON_Iu6n7vDc3KEohNLEJixc-Se5qf41j974DbRTny7zzqD0p9u9YzbqZK5-5nlvQ6CfStSWpk2g/s320/recome%25C3%25A7o-4.jpg" /></a></div><br />
não seja contra você mesmo...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-45790915981598673452011-06-14T00:44:00.001-03:002011-06-14T00:45:48.437-03:00Pra me entender, entenda <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IUHWMmpAYf9CoZl7rwN2xqB7jCY1nBlVAvVz37B9s74x_aJeTutLWXFYMWrOW6PwU5j0y2w7m88y9Y3I7gX2_tdf1IbKOyak2nYJt1nBle62D7WknfX42TszW67a6ophlUQjbuFsAfA/s1600/mudar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IUHWMmpAYf9CoZl7rwN2xqB7jCY1nBlVAvVz37B9s74x_aJeTutLWXFYMWrOW6PwU5j0y2w7m88y9Y3I7gX2_tdf1IbKOyak2nYJt1nBle62D7WknfX42TszW67a6ophlUQjbuFsAfA/s320/mudar.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<br />
Duas bocas que se beijam<br />
A lágrima que escapa<br />
O sorriso sem graça<br />
Os dois pés na estrada<br />
A certeza de partir<br />
A incerteza de chegar<br />
O desejo de sorrir<br />
A alegria de chorar<br />
Pra me entender<br />
Responda o óbvio:<br />
Do que são feitos<br />
os sentimentos?Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-79917032640111191472011-06-05T03:32:00.000-03:002011-06-05T03:32:40.130-03:00Olha como tudo <br />
brilha a sua volta<br />
Você pode optar<br />
Pode escrever <br />
uma canção<br />
Pode contemplar <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eU0Yhc8RarLCw7toUlhw-AOPsEGkooYIqPlWMlgt2jhvYiJ7kmNSiPnl3oJJefW0-IN_zBXWVY4llcw2DV1VdonMTuEFLlRWLSUQJ-GP-Q2HmP3_f4HPRf4SQKv9F-kpmkXuYRgpzDc/s1600/tumblr_liiyej9fuP1qfsj2do1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eU0Yhc8RarLCw7toUlhw-AOPsEGkooYIqPlWMlgt2jhvYiJ7kmNSiPnl3oJJefW0-IN_zBXWVY4llcw2DV1VdonMTuEFLlRWLSUQJ-GP-Q2HmP3_f4HPRf4SQKv9F-kpmkXuYRgpzDc/s320/tumblr_liiyej9fuP1qfsj2do1_500.jpg" /></a></div><br />
calado<br />
Pode sorrir por tudo <br />
o que já fez<br />
Ou chorar <br />
pelo que não fez<br />
É hora de despertar<br />
Olha só <br />
como tudo se move<br />
Cada ação sua<br />
É um ponto <br />
na linha do seu futuro<br />
Cada chance perdida<br />
É uma interrogação<br />
eterna...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-67634069892380049902011-06-03T02:48:00.000-03:002011-06-03T02:48:35.144-03:00Às vezes não sei pra onde vou<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uT2CL8W3OP7OK6hyphenhypheneeLstq7WEfYraWdvHdXogWsHSUd17dykWhhdXVdiHhvgaJvu8p7rSuOxksJORFe5aAvaY0nq5fIJ6fb29U7W-xRO0tJVYGi5ppZwBnD9niuZL7qCEAWGGIAH-JY/s1600/divinainspirac3a7c3a3o_jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="256" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uT2CL8W3OP7OK6hyphenhypheneeLstq7WEfYraWdvHdXogWsHSUd17dykWhhdXVdiHhvgaJvu8p7rSuOxksJORFe5aAvaY0nq5fIJ6fb29U7W-xRO0tJVYGi5ppZwBnD9niuZL7qCEAWGGIAH-JY/s320/divinainspirac3a7c3a3o_jpg2.jpg" /></a></div><br />
às vezes não sei pra onde quero ir<br />
Quase todas as vezes tenho medo<br />
E quando o medo aumenta<br />
Perco mais um pedaço de vida<br />
É hora de ficar forte<br />
Tenho mil montanhas a escalar<br />
As mais altas são as mais perigosas<br />
Mas de lá de cima verei um mundo <br />
Diferente...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-90552100095278295432011-05-29T23:51:00.000-03:002011-05-29T23:51:15.629-03:00"Passei vinte e nove meses num navio<br />
E vinte e nove dias na prisão<br />
E aos vinte e nove, com o retorno de Saturno<br />
Decidi começar a viver..."<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKG8LGT4WFmtB8C6s48JVktBxahbSSI10gBGkWl3x5vQtAd_oNdLN9xfvo_EFLVoscF90dIEUjM8yfBNojoRWniqjm38X0FddM0dFTs5xnSJI6rMwa8xmNaM6SjIgI3aqNb50NG1w5G4/s1600/tumblr_lg9boxkrTa1qepulao1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="212" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKG8LGT4WFmtB8C6s48JVktBxahbSSI10gBGkWl3x5vQtAd_oNdLN9xfvo_EFLVoscF90dIEUjM8yfBNojoRWniqjm38X0FddM0dFTs5xnSJI6rMwa8xmNaM6SjIgI3aqNb50NG1w5G4/s320/tumblr_lg9boxkrTa1qepulao1_400.jpg" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-19982616124796852732011-05-10T00:51:00.000-03:002011-05-10T00:51:36.636-03:00Nada é mais triste <br />
do que quando alguém <br />
mancha um quadro <br />
pintado pelo amor...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEv6V2L4swXy3FqSuku_c8nTKKFp0HIQwiAOvr7pgqfQaz3pJjzptR6y0mbbqJom3X09cqbXKwmBmUHtgpVXBM9V7Yr-7tHZRdsBbH_9mUQK8-5ZNyhZy8tfeXAsNU_v3hAl-uVvj0hZU/s1600/olho-borrado-mg-20091020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEv6V2L4swXy3FqSuku_c8nTKKFp0HIQwiAOvr7pgqfQaz3pJjzptR6y0mbbqJom3X09cqbXKwmBmUHtgpVXBM9V7Yr-7tHZRdsBbH_9mUQK8-5ZNyhZy8tfeXAsNU_v3hAl-uVvj0hZU/s320/olho-borrado-mg-20091020.jpg" /></a></div>Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-3464654923170190042011-04-26T00:59:00.001-03:002011-04-26T00:59:26.523-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4kMOZhyJxA6Sw2I0q3AlIAcn87794pAU3N9w1BQGsk_oeirDNTZVo22e2gZgVLiefpcBmvARXDVctQdaslp6d-QrOiccF91yI1wFe2ew8jsGL5eriTKQODRpDtcd3ftpHxj5SZ2WqFk/s1600/gloss-teste-familia-mulher-independente-na-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4kMOZhyJxA6Sw2I0q3AlIAcn87794pAU3N9w1BQGsk_oeirDNTZVo22e2gZgVLiefpcBmvARXDVctQdaslp6d-QrOiccF91yI1wFe2ew8jsGL5eriTKQODRpDtcd3ftpHxj5SZ2WqFk/s320/gloss-teste-familia-mulher-independente-na-estrada.jpg" /></a></div>As melhores coisas da vida são <br />
também as mais difíceis. A <br />
chave da felicidade está <br />
guardada em um ninho de <br />
serpentes dentro de uma cova <br />
de leões; poucos tem a <br />
coragem e a inteligência <br />
necessária para alcançá-la, <br />
e quando alcançam, é difícil <br />
abrir a porta e colocar o pé <br />
na estrada novamente...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2185519295044488992.post-69696954795108992932011-04-21T00:20:00.000-03:002011-04-21T00:20:49.018-03:00De todas as artes que<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiOrAX4ct0Gc53c-PDaApH7i2Y4zJKXd7dcE7rfmmkwAvGj86hZ8IG_VhRLtCPlR6UFjDlxp0sS0lk8OYuP2MJZq2JkhHcDHIEjIcn9W64xgYDHq0wTqODKnoYYJAydct22qX2EQ0W4M/s1600/1240890204091_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="258" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiOrAX4ct0Gc53c-PDaApH7i2Y4zJKXd7dcE7rfmmkwAvGj86hZ8IG_VhRLtCPlR6UFjDlxp0sS0lk8OYuP2MJZq2JkhHcDHIEjIcn9W64xgYDHq0wTqODKnoYYJAydct22qX2EQ0W4M/s320/1240890204091_f.jpg" /></a></div>você possa dominar,<br />
apenas uma é capaz <br />
de te tornar especial:<br />
A de encantar todos<br />
os dias a quem você<br />
ama... Faça que<br />
amanhã a canção que<br />
habita seu íntimo <br />
dê nome ao infinito...Dinho Cavalcantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06021081969668502791noreply@blogger.com0