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<title>Wondering about...</title>
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<tagline>...lots of things! 
I don&apos;t know my future, nether I know the future of this blog...</tagline>
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<title>She</title>
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<modified>2006-03-02T12:44:51Z</modified>
<issued>2006-03-02T12:44:31Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.160480</id>
<created>2006-03-02T12:44:31Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">She - May be the face I can&apos;t forget. A trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay. She may be the song that summer sings. May be the chill that autumn...</summary>
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<name>Sopro</name>

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<![CDATA[<p>She - May be the face I can't forget.<br />
A trace of pleasure or regret<br />
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.<br />
She may be the song that summer sings.<br />
May be the chill that autumn brings.<br />
May be a hundred different things<br />
Within the measure of a day.</p>

<p>She - May be the beauty or the beast.<br />
May be the famine or the feast.<br />
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.<br />
She may be the mirror of my dreams.<br />
A smile reflected in a stream<br />
She may not be what she may seem<br />
Inside her shell</p>

<p>She who always seems so happy in a crowd.<br />
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud<br />
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.<br />
She may be the love that cannot hope to last<br />
May come to me from shadows of the past.<br />
That I'll remember till the day I die</p>

<p>She - May be the reason I survive<br />
The why and wherefore I'm alive<br />
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years<br />
Me - I'll take her laughter and her tears<br />
And make them all my souvenirs<br />
For where she goes I've got to be<br />
The meaning of my life is She - she, she</p>

<p>Elvis Costelo</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Werewolf</title>
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<modified>2006-01-30T18:08:21Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-30T18:06:32Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.155693</id>
<created>2006-01-30T18:06:32Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf Comes a steppin’ along He don’t even break the branches Where he’s been gone You can hear his long holler from away ’cross the moor That’s the holler of a werewolf when he’s feelin’...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf<br />
Comes a steppin’ along<br />
He don’t even break the branches<br />
Where he’s been gone</p>

<p>You can hear his long holler from away ’cross the moor<br />
That’s the holler of a werewolf when he’s feelin’ poor</p>

<p>He goes out in the evenin’ when the bats ’re on the wing<br />
An’ he’s killed some young maiden before the birds sing</p>

<p>For the werewolf, for the werewolf<br />
Have sympathy<br />
’cause the werewolf he is someone<br />
Just like you an’ me</p>

<p>Once I saw him in the moonlight when the bats were a flyin’<br />
All alone I saw the werewolf and the werewolf was cryin’</p>

<p>Cryin’ nobody, nobody, nobody knows<br />
How much I love the maiden as I tear off his cloths<br />
Cryin’ nobody, nobody, knows of my pain<br />
When I see it has risen that full moon again</p>

<p>When I see that moon movin’ through the clouds in the sky<br />
I get a crazy feelin’ an’ I wonder why</p>

<p>Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf<br />
Comes travelin’ along<br />
He don’t even break the branches<br />
Where he’s been gone</p>

<p>For the werewolf have pity, not fear, an’ not hate<br />
’cause the werewolf might be someone that you’ve known of late</p>

<p>Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf<br />
Comes travelin’ along<br />
He don’t even crush the leaves<br />
Where he’s been gone</p>

<p>Cat Power</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]42[ Hurt</title>
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<modified>2006-01-13T17:47:07Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-13T17:37:25Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151459</id>
<created>2006-01-13T17:37:25Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain"> &quot;Hurt&quot; By Johnny Cash Hurt...</summary>
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<p><a href="http://bufo.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/087186.html">Hurt</a></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]41[ Cry me a river</title>
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<modified>2006-01-12T17:47:05Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-12T17:40:15Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151460</id>
<created>2006-01-12T17:40:15Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain"> &quot;Cry Me A River (Live)&quot; By Diana Krall Cry me a River...</summary>
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<p><a href="http://bufo.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/134833.html">Cry me a River</a></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]40[ No Other Love</title>
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<modified>2006-01-11T12:47:07Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-11T12:43:19Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151768</id>
<created>2006-01-11T12:43:19Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">No other love - darlin&apos; I&apos;m flying No other love - darlin&apos; I&apos;m flying I can go - I can go anywhere But no other love can take me there Heart...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>No other love - darlin' I'm flying<br />
No other love - darlin' I'm flying<br />
I can go - I can go anywhere<br />
But no other love can take me there</p>

<p>Heart</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]39[ Sylvia Plath</title>
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<modified>2006-01-10T12:49:11Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-10T12:36:33Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151767</id>
<created>2006-01-10T12:36:33Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">&quot;Sylvia Plath&quot; I wish I had a Sylvia Plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week The kind that goes out on her To give...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>"Sylvia Plath"</p>

<p>I wish I had a Sylvia Plath<br />
Busted tooth and a smile<br />
And cigarette ashes in her drink<br />
The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week<br />
The kind that goes out on her<br />
To give me a reason, for well, I dunno</p>

<p>And maybe she'd take me to France<br />
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance<br />
In a mansion on the top of a hill<br />
She'd ash on the carpets<br />
And slip me a pill<br />
Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin<br />
And maybe she'd give me a bath<br />
How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath</p>

<p>And she and I would sleep on a boat<br />
And swim in the sea without clothes<br />
With rain falling fast on the sea<br />
While she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me<br />
Telling me it would all be okay<br />
Out on the horizon and fading away<br />
And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh<br />
I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath</p>

<p>And maybe she'd take me to France<br />
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance<br />
In a mansion on the top of a hill<br />
She'd ash on the carpets<br />
And slip me a pill<br />
Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin<br />
And maybe she'd give me a bath<br />
How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath<br />
I wish I had a Sylvia Plath</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]38[ Time</title>
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<modified>2006-01-09T20:17:03Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-09T20:10:43Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151027</id>
<created>2006-01-09T20:10:43Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Well, the smart money&apos;s on Harlow And the moon is in the street The shadow boys are breaking all the laws And you&apos;re east of East St. Louis And the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Well, the smart money's on Harlow<br />
And the moon is in the street<br />
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws<br />
And you're east of East St. Louis<br />
And the wind is making speeches<br />
And the rain sounds like a round of applause<br />
Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon<br />
His invisible fiance is in the mirror<br />
The band is going home<br />
It's raining hammers, it's raining nails<br />
Yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here</p>

<p><br />
<strong>And it's Time Time Time<br />
And it's Time Time Time<br />
And it's Time Time Time<br />
That you love<br />
And it's Time Time Time</strong></p>

<p>And they all pretend they're Orphans<br />
And their memory's like a train<br />
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away<br />
And the things you can't remember<br />
Tell the things you can't forget that<br />
History puts a saint in every dream<br />
Well she said she'd stick around<br />
Until the bandages came off<br />
But these mamas boys just don't know when to quit<br />
And Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams<br />
Or are those prayers<br />
So just close your eyes, son<br />
And this won't hurt a bit</p>

<p><strong>And it's Time Time Time<br />
And it's Time Time Time<br />
And it's Time Time Time<br />
That you love<br />
And it's Time Time Time</strong></p>

<p>Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl<br />
The boys just dive right off the cars<br />
And splash into the streets<br />
And when she's on a roll she pulls a razor<br />
From her boot and a thousand<br />
Pigeons fall around her feet<br />
So put a candle in the window<br />
And a kiss upon his lips<br />
Till the dish outside the window fills with rain<br />
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart<br />
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again</p>

<p>Tori Amos</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]37[ Mary</title>
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<modified>2006-01-08T19:47:04Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-08T19:46:19Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.151024</id>
<created>2006-01-08T19:46:19Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Mary you&apos;re covered in roses, you&apos;re covered in ashes You&apos;re covered in rain You&apos;re covered in babies, you&apos;re covered in slashes You&apos;re covered in wilderness, you&apos;re covered in stains You cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud Of...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ashes<br />
You're covered in rain<br />
You're covered in babies, you're covered in slashes<br />
You're covered in wilderness, you're covered in stains<br />
You cast aside the sheet, you cast aside the shroud<br />
Of another man, who served the world proud<br />
You greet another son, you lose another one<br />
On some sunny day and always stay, Mary</p>

<p>Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer<br />
Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face<br />
While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory<br />
Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place</p>

<p>Mary she moves behind me<br />
She leaves her fingerprints everywhere<br />
Everytime the snow drifts, everytime the sand shifts<br />
Even when the night lifts, she's always there</p>

<p>Jesus said Mother I couldn't stay another day longer<br />
Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face<br />
While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory<br />
Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place</p>

<p>Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ruin<br />
you're covered in secrets<br />
Your'e covered in treetops, you're covered in birds<br />
who can sing a million songs without any words<br />
You cast aside the sheets, you cast aside the shroud<br />
of another man, who served the world proud<br />
You greet another son, you lose another one<br />
on some sunny day and always stay<br />
Mary, Mary, Mary</p>

<p><br />
PATTY GRIFFIN</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]36[ You Have Loved Enough</title>
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<modified>2006-01-07T23:47:04Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-07T23:32:52Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150831</id>
<created>2006-01-07T23:32:52Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I said I&apos;d be your lover. You laughed at what I said. I lost my job forever. I was counted with the dead. I swept the marble chambers, But you sent me down below. You kept me from believing Until...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I said I'd be your lover.<br />
You laughed at what I said.<br />
I lost my job forever.<br />
I was counted with the dead.</p>

<p>I swept the marble chambers,<br />
But you sent me down below.<br />
You kept me from believing<br />
Until you let me know:</p>

<p>That I am not the one who loves -<br />
It's love that seizes me.<br />
When hatred with his package comes,<br />
You forbid delivery.</p>

<p>And when the hunger for your touch<br />
Rises from the hunger,<br />
You whisper, "You have loved enough,<br />
Now let me be the Lover."</p>

<p>I swept the marble chambers,<br />
But you sent me down below.<br />
You kept me from believing<br />
Until you let me know:</p>

<p>That I am not the one who loves -<br />
It's love that chooses me.<br />
When hatred with his package comes,<br />
You forbid delivery.</p>

<p>And when the hunger for your touch<br />
Rises from the hunger ... </p>

<p>Leonard Cohen</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]35[  I Need to Be in Love</title>
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<modified>2006-01-06T23:32:05Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-06T23:20:50Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150827</id>
<created>2006-01-06T23:20:50Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">The hardest thing I’ve ever done Is keep believing There’s someone in this crazy world For me The way that people come and go Thru temporary lives My chance could come and I might never know I used to say...</summary>
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<email>cainha_pt@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>The hardest thing I’ve ever done<br />
Is keep believing<br />
There’s someone in this crazy world<br />
For me<br />
The way that people come and go<br />
Thru temporary lives<br />
My chance could come and I might never know</p>

<p>I used to say no promises,<br />
Let’s keep it simple<br />
But freedom only helps you say<br />
Good-bye<br />
It took a while for me to learn<br />
That nothin’ comes for free<br />
The price I’ve paid is high enough for me</p>

<p>I know I need to be in love<br />
I know I’ve wasted too much time<br />
I know I ask perfection of<br />
A quite imperfect world<br />
And fool enough to think that’s<br />
What I’ll find</p>

<p>So here I am with pockets full<br />
Of good intentions<br />
But none of them will comfort me<br />
Tonight<br />
I’m wide awake at four a.m.<br />
Without a friend in sight<br />
Hanging on a hope but I’m alright<br />
</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]34[ Close to you</title>
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<modified>2006-01-05T23:32:03Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-05T23:17:31Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150826</id>
<created>2006-01-05T23:17:31Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Why do birds Suddenly appear? Every time you are near Just like me They long to be Close to you Why do stars Fall down from the sky? Everytime you walk by Just like me They long to be Close...</summary>
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<email>cainha_pt@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>Why do birds<br />
Suddenly appear? <br />
Every time you are near<br />
Just like me<br />
They long to be<br />
Close to you</p>

<p>Why do stars<br />
Fall down from the sky? <br />
Everytime you walk by<br />
Just like me<br />
They long to be<br />
Close to you</p>

<p>on the day that you were born<br />
The angels got together and decided<br />
To create a dream come true<br />
So they sprinkled moondust in your hair<br />
Of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue</p>

<p>that is why all the girls in town<br />
Follow you all around<br />
Just like me<br />
They long to be<br />
Close to you</p>

<p>Just like me<br />
They long to be<br />
Close to you</p>

<p>Woo... close to you...</p>

<p>Carpenters</p>

<p><a href="#" onClick="Javascript:window.open ( 'http://www.videocodesforfree.com/play.php?id=6102&style=1' , '', 'toolbar=0, scrollbars=0, location=0, statusbar=0, menubar=0, resizable=0, width=400, height=300 ' );"> "(They Long To Be) Close To You" By The Carpenters</a></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]33[ We’ve Only Just Begun</title>
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<modified>2006-01-04T23:17:05Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-04T23:14:19Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150825</id>
<created>2006-01-04T23:14:19Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">We’ve only just begun to live White lace and promises A kiss for luck and we’re on our way We’ve only just begun Before the rising sun we fly So many roads to choose We start our walking And learn...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>We’ve only just begun to live<br />
White lace and promises<br />
A kiss for luck and we’re on our way<br />
We’ve only just begun</p>

<p>Before the rising sun we fly<br />
So many roads to choose<br />
We start our walking<br />
And learn to run<br />
And yes! we’ve only just begun</p>

<p><br />
 sharin’ horizons that are new to us<br />
Watchin’ the signs along the way<br />
Talkin’ it over just the two of us<br />
Workin’ together day to day, together</p>

<p> and when the evening comes we smile<br />
So much of life ahead<br />
We’ll find a place where there’s room to grow<br />
And yes! we’ve only just begun</p>

<p>Carpenters</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>]32[ Forever young</title>
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<modified>2006-01-03T23:17:04Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-03T23:09:57Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150824</id>
<created>2006-01-03T23:09:57Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you...</summary>
<author>
<name>Sopro</name>

<email>cainha_pt@hotmail.com</email>
</author>
<dc:subject>Sopros</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p>May God bless and keep you always,<br />
May your wishes all come true,<br />
May you always do for others<br />
And let others do for you.<br />
May you build a ladder to the stars<br />
And climb on every rung,<br />
May you stay forever young,<br />
Forever young, forever young,<br />
May you stay forever young.</p>

<p>May you grow up to be righteous,<br />
May you grow up to be true,<br />
May you always know the truth<br />
And see the lights surrounding you.<br />
May you always be courageous,<br />
Stand upright and be strong,<br />
May you stay forever young,<br />
Forever young, forever young,<br />
May you stay forever young.</p>

<p>May your hands always be busy,<br />
May your feet always be swift,<br />
May you have a strong foundation<br />
When the winds of changes shift.<br />
May your heart always be joyful,<br />
May your song always be sung,<br />
May you stay forever young,<br />
Forever young, forever young,<br />
May you stay forever young.</p>

<p>Bob Dylan<br />
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<entry>
<title>]31[ To make you feel my love</title>
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<modified>2006-01-02T23:17:03Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-02T23:07:58Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150823</id>
<created>2006-01-02T23:07:58Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">When the rain is blowing in your face And the whole world is on your case I could offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evening shadows and the stars appear And there is...</summary>
<author>
<name>Sopro</name>

<email>cainha_pt@hotmail.com</email>
</author>
<dc:subject>Sopros</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p>When the rain is blowing in your face<br />
And the whole world is on your case<br />
I could offer you a warm embrace <br />
To make you feel my love</p>

<p>When the evening shadows and the stars appear<br />
And there is no one there to dry your tears<br />
I could hold you for a million years <br />
To make you feel my love</p>

<p>I know you haven't made your mind up yet<br />
But I would never do you wrong<br />
I've known it from the moment that we met<br />
No doubt in my mind where you belong</p>

<p>I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue<br />
I'd go crawling down the avenue<br />
There's nothing that I wouldn't do <br />
To make you feel my love</p>

<p>The storms are raging on the rollin' sea<br />
And on the highway of regret<br />
The winds of change are blowing wild and free<br />
You ain't seen nothing like me yet</p>

<p>I could make you happy, make your dreams come true<br />
Nothing that I wouldn't do<br />
Go to the ends of the earth for you <br />
To make you feel my love</p>

<p>Bob Dylan<br />
</p>]]>

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</entry>
<entry>
<title>]30[ I Am Yours</title>
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<modified>2006-01-01T23:02:04Z</modified>
<issued>2006-01-01T22:51:22Z</issued>
<id>tag:bufo.weblog.com.pt,2006://52.150822</id>
<created>2006-01-01T22:51:22Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">When all my hopes and dreams Have been betrayed I stand before you My hands are empty I am yours If you are mine When I fall and stumble Flat on my face When I&apos;m shamed and humbled In disgrace...</summary>
<author>
<name>Sopro</name>

<email>cainha_pt@hotmail.com</email>
</author>
<dc:subject>Sopros</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p>When all my hopes and dreams<br />
Have been betrayed<br />
I stand before you<br />
My hands are empty</p>

<p>I am yours<br />
If you are mine</p>

<p>When I fall and stumble<br />
Flat on my face<br />
When I'm shamed and humbled<br />
In disgrace</p>

<p>I am yours<br />
If you are mine</p>

<p>When voices call me<br />
To question my faith<br />
When misperception<br />
Taints my love with hate</p>

<p>I am yours<br />
If you are mine</p>

<p>When time decides<br />
It won't stop for me<br />
When the hawks and vultures<br />
Are circling</p>

<p>I am yours<br />
If you are mine </p>

<p>Tracy Chapman<br />
</p>]]>

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