<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fsendmeasign.spaces.live.com%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>La baita nella neve</title><description>Un saluto a ogni anima che ha attraversato questo luogo...</description><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 10:47:19 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 10:47:19 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><live:identity><live:id>3170450432718049861</live:id><live:alias>sendmeasign</live:alias></live:identity><image><title>La baita nella neve</title><url>http://blufiles.storage.live.com/y1pUHQrZND3YNbp46MWMLHCxQ1w58TEB36sXtcXDp0Fqc1jYGdBdxM275ac3CR6N1_R</url><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/</link></image><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Cade la pioggia by Negramaro</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!470.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;Cade la pioggia e tutto lava &lt;br&gt;cancella le mie stesse ossa &lt;br&gt;Cade la pioggia e tutto casca &lt;br&gt;e scivolo sull’acqua sporca &lt;br&gt;Si, ma a te che importa poi &lt;br&gt;rinfrescati se vuoi &lt;br&gt;questa mia stessa pioggia sporca &lt;br&gt;Dimmi a che serve restare &lt;br&gt;lontano in silenzio a guardare &lt;br&gt;la nostra passione che muore in un angolo e &lt;br&gt;non sa di noi &lt;br&gt;non sa di noi &lt;br&gt;non sa di noi &lt;br&gt;Cade la pioggia e tutto tace &lt;br&gt;lo vedi sento anch’io la pace &lt;br&gt;Cade la pioggia e questa pace &lt;br&gt;è solo acqua sporca e brace &lt;br&gt;c’è aria fredda intorno a noi &lt;br&gt;abbracciami se vuoi &lt;br&gt;questa mia stessa pioggia sporca &lt;br&gt;Dimmi a che serve restare &lt;br&gt;lontano in silenzio a guardare &lt;br&gt;la nostra passione che muore in un angolo &lt;br&gt;E dimmi a che serve sperare &lt;br&gt;se piove e non senti dolore &lt;br&gt;come questa mia pelle che muore &lt;br&gt;che cambia colore &lt;br&gt;che cambia l’odore &lt;br&gt;Tu dimmi poi che senso ha ora piangere &lt;br&gt;piangere addosso a me &lt;br&gt;che non so difendere questa mia brutta pelle &lt;br&gt;così sporca &lt;br&gt;tanto sporca &lt;br&gt;com'è sporca &lt;br&gt;questa pioggia sporca &lt;br&gt;Si ma tu non difendermi adesso &lt;br&gt;tu non difendermi adesso &lt;br&gt;tu non difendermi &lt;br&gt;piuttosto torna a fango si ma torna &lt;br&gt;E dimmi che serve restare &lt;br&gt;lontano in silenzio a guardare &lt;br&gt;la nostra passione non muore &lt;br&gt;ma cambia colore &lt;br&gt;tu fammi sperare &lt;br&gt;che piove e senti pure l’odore &lt;br&gt;di questa mia pelle che è bianca &lt;br&gt;e non vuole il colore &lt;br&gt;non vuole il colore &lt;br&gt;no.. &lt;br&gt;no.. &lt;br&gt;La mia pelle è carta bianca per il tuo racconto &lt;br&gt;scrivi tu la fine &lt;br&gt;io sono pronto &lt;br&gt;non voglio stare sulla soglia della nostra vita &lt;br&gt;guardare che è finita &lt;br&gt;nuvole che passano e scaricano pioggia come sassi &lt;br&gt;e ad ogni passo noi dimentichiamo i nostri passi &lt;br&gt;la strada che noi abbiamo fatto insieme &lt;br&gt;gettando sulla pietra il nostro seme &lt;br&gt;a ucciderci a ogni notte dopo rabbia &lt;br&gt;gocce di pioggia calde sulla sabbia &lt;br&gt;amore, amore mio &lt;br&gt;questa passione passata come fame ad un leone &lt;br&gt;dopo che ha divorato la sua preda ha abbandonato le ossa agli avvoltoi &lt;br&gt;tu non ricordi ma eravamo noi &lt;br&gt;noi due abbracciati fermi nella pioggia &lt;br&gt;mentre tutti correvano al riparo &lt;br&gt;e il nostro amore è polvere da sparo &lt;br&gt;il tuono è solo un battito di cuore &lt;br&gt;e il lampo illumina senza rumore &lt;br&gt;e la mia pelle è carta bianca per il tuo racconto &lt;br&gt;ma scrivi tu la fine &lt;br&gt;io sono pronto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Cade+la+pioggia+by+Negramaro&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!470.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!470.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 21:16:48 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!470/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!470.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-15T21:16:48Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Yin e Yang ...io e te...</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!430.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/io e te.JPG" width=800&gt; 
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&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noi siamo Yin &amp;amp; Yang:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  
&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Yin e yang sono opposti  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;dd&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qualunque cosa ha un suo opposto, non assoluto, ma in termini comparativi. Nessuna cosa pu essere completamente yin o completamente yang; essa contiene il seme per il proprio opposto. Per esempio, il freddo pu diventare caldo; &amp;quot;ci che va su deve venire gi&amp;quot;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;
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&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Lo yin e lo yang hanno radice uno nell'altro  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;dd&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sono interdipendenti, hanno origine reciproca, l'uno non pu esistere senza l'altro. Per esempio, il giorno non pu esistere senza la notte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;
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&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Lo yin e lo yang diminuiscono e crescono  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;dd&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sono complementari, si consumano e si sostengono a vicenda, sono costantemente mantenuti in equilibrio. Per ci possono essere degli sbilanciamenti che creano problemi; i quattro possibili sbilanciamenti sono: eccesso di yin, eccesso di yang, insufficienza di yin, insufficienza di yang. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;
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&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Lo yin e lo yang si trasformano l'uno nell'altro  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;dd&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ad un certo punto, lo yin pu trasformarsi nello yang e viceversa. Per esempio, la notte si trasforma in giorno; il calore in freddo; la vita in morte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;Abbiamo scelto questo nome perch quello che pi ci rappresenta: due parti dello stesso universo che si completano a vicenda, due pezzi di puzzle fatti per stare assieme ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/fantasy.jpg" width=785&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Yin+e+Yang+...io+e+te...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!430.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!430.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 12:36:26 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>19</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!430/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!430.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-07-15T08:58:02Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>parto...</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!428.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/arrivederci.jpg" width=800&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parto...conto i giorni che mancano...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ti saluto....è un arivedereci...ma la data non la abbiamo ancora fissata...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salirò sui colli a abbracciare la mia famiglia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;che tanto mi manca...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma lascio qui la mia metà...il mio più bel sogno...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;studia e datti da fare,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi raccomando &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un dolce bacio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a quando ci si rivedrà..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tua Liù&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+parto...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!428.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!428.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 19:43:50 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!428/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!428.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-01-10T22:06:57Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>6 mesi il 3 di luglio...</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!427.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;6 mesi...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;6 mesi di noi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;e le parole si prosciugano nell'infinità di te&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;e le speranze si fermano ad assaporare i ricordi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;ed ogni domenda è futile come ogni parola inutile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;solo noi, solo sentimento, solo amore, solo unione&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;mi  abbandono nel meraviglioso pensiero di te&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;chiudo le labbra e assaporo il nostro essere...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/ti amo.jpg" width=800&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+6+mesi+il+3+di+luglio...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!427.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!427.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 19:41:26 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!427/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!427.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-07-02T20:00:39Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>ti penso...</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!419.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/amore.jpg" width=800&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+ti+penso...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!419.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!419.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2007 16:23:26 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!419/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!419.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-07-02T20:01:50Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Buon compleanno Dado, 22 anni!</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!349.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/comply.jpg" width=600&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Buon+compleanno+Dado%2c+22+anni!&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!349.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!349.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 19:47:12 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>8</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!349/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!349.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-05-01T12:49:03Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Un cuore che batte</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!348.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img style="filter:alpha(Opacity=100, FinishOpacity=20, Style=2)" src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/batte.jpg" width=785&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Un+cuore+che+batte&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!348.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!348.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 09:32:19 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!348/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!348.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-04-15T20:00:15Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Sentimento</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!346.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/sentimento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Sentimento&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!346.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!346.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 18:28:40 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!346/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!346.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-04-15T19:51:55Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>17/03/2007</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!324.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/PICT0064.jpg" width=800&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+17%2f03%2f2007&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!324.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!324.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 23:13:05 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>14</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!324/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!324.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-03-23T23:30:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Vorrei imparare..</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!320.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Vorrei imparare dal vento a respirare, dalla pioggia a cadere&lt;br&gt;Dalla corrente a portare le cose dove non vogliono andare&lt;br&gt;E avere la pazienza delle onde di andare e venire&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Ricominciare a fluire&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Un aereo passa veloce e io mi fermo a pensare&lt;br&gt;A tutti quelli che partono, scappano o sono&lt;br&gt;sospesi&lt;br&gt;Per giorni, mesi, anni&lt;br&gt;In cui ti senti come uno che si è perso&lt;br&gt;Tra obiettivi ogni volta più grandi&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Succede perchè in un istante tutto il resto diventa invisibile&lt;br&gt;Privo di senso ed irraggiungibile&lt;br&gt;per me&lt;br&gt;Succede perchè fingo che va sempre tutto bene&lt;br&gt;Ma non lo penso in fondo&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Torneremo ad avere più tempo e a camminare&lt;br&gt;Per le strade che abbiamo scelto che a volte fanno male&lt;br&gt;Per avere la pazienza delle onde di andare e venire&lt;br&gt;E non riesci a capire....&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;Succede perchè in un istante tutto il resto diventa invisibile&lt;br&gt;Privo di senso ed irraggiungibile&lt;br&gt;per me&lt;br&gt;Succede anche se il vento porta tutto via con sè&lt;br&gt;Vivendo&lt;br&gt;Ricominciare a fluire&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/imparare.jpg" width=785&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Vorrei+imparare..&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!320.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!320.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:58:23 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!320/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!320.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-03-04T13:20:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Soffrire per vivere..</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!318.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;Per essere bella farfalla,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;ho dovuto essere bruco.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per essere una forte quercia,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho dovuto aspettare gli anni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per volare alto come il vento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sono caduta sulla nuda roccia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;Per provare ciò che era  nuovo,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;ho superato la paura del diverso.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;Per vivere al massimo della felicità&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;ho dovuto affrontare ogni dolore.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;Per vedere oltre l'immenso infinito,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;ho dovuto superare tutti i limiti.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;Porta pazienza, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;soffrire è il primo passo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ffffff" size=4&gt;per essere felici!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;                                                         Kitty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align=left&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/farfalla.jpg" width=500&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Soffrire+per+vivere..&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!318.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!318.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 20:54:20 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!318/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!318.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-02-15T22:53:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Amare, cos'è amare?</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!316.entry</link><description>&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=5&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amare, cos'è amare?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;amare è amare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;non vi sono parole adeguate per descriverlo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare significa essere disposti a tutto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare significa contenere nel cuore tutto l'intero universo d'emozioni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare significa rispettare, desiderare, sperare e volare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che chi ama ha come massima preoccupazione la felicità dell'amato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che chi ama è disposto a morire per l'oggetto del suo desiderio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che l'amore si sviluppa sotto varie forme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;amore per i genitori, per i figli, per un uomo, per una donna, per un amico, per un animale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare è un esperienza meravigliosa ma anche tremenda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare vuol dire provare cose indescrvibili&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che amare fa impazzire perchè ci proietta magicamente in un nuovo mondo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso dirvi che ho amato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma ogni mia parola, suona a voi lontana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma ogni mia lacrima d'emozione, rimane distaccata da voi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma ogni mio desiderio, pare incomprensibile al vostro cuore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;ogni forma di comunicazione sarà inutile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#ff6600" size=5&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si può comprendere cos'è l'amore solo amando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3 align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;                                                                                         &lt;font size=4&gt;Kitty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=5&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/amare.jpg" width=785&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Amare%2c+cos'%c3%a8+amare%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!316.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!316.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 21:38:34 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!316/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!316.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-02-15T22:49:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Paura di perderti..</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!168.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Non è un senso di profondo vuoto,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;né una specie di triste solitudine,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;è piuttosto una voglia immensa,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;una voglia del tuo viso, di amore.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Ecco che a questa strana voglia,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;si aggiunge un pensiero triste,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;una di quelle stupide paure, che,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;immersi nel buio della notte,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;sembrano assai più tremende.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Paura, so che non ha senso,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;ma il mio cuore non è capace,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;non può non sentirla, negarla.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;piange, trema, spaventato.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;E' solo una paura, immaginaria,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;ma ferisce come un pugnale.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Paura, paura di perdere &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Paura, paura di un illusione&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Sarà che, avvolti nel sorriso,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="#993366" size=4&gt;tremiamo alla sola possibilità &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="#993366" size=4&gt;di  risentire le nostre lacrime.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spero passi presto questa sensazione,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#993366" size=4&gt; spero si riveli solo una stupida paura.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="#993366" size=4&gt;Perchè io non voglio PERDERTI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="#993366" size=4&gt;                                          Kitty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://digilander.libero.it/davidep1985/paura.jpg" width=785&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=3170450432718049861&amp;page=RSS%3a+Paura+di+perderti..&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=sendmeasign.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=sendmeasign"&gt;</description><comments>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!168.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!168.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 05:44:00 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!168/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!168.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-02-15T22:48:31Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Custom List: PENSIERI:</title><link>http://sendmeasign.spaces.live.com/Lists/cns!2BFFB3DEEC249245!136</link><description>&lt;p&gt;PENSIERI&amp;#58;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ci sono momenti nella vita in cui qualcuno ti manca cos&amp;#236; tanto che vorresti proprio tirarlo fuori dai tuoi sogni per&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;abbracciarlo davvero&amp;#33;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se possiedi una cosa a cui tieni molto, lasciala libera&amp;#58; se torna a te vuol dire che &amp;#232; tua altrimenti significa che non lo &amp;#232; mai&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stata&amp;#33;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Non importa quanto sia buona una persona, ogni tanto ti ferir&amp;#224;. E per questo, bisogner&amp;#224; che tu la perdoni.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le circostanze e l&amp;#8217;ambiente hanno influenza su di noi, ma noi siamo responsabili di noi stessi.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;O sarai tu a controllare i tuoi atti, o essi controlleranno te.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;La pazienza richiede molta pratica.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;A volte, la persona che tu pensi ti sferrer&amp;#224; il colpo mortale quando cadrai, &amp;#232; invece una di quelle poche che ti aiuteranno a&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rialzarti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Solo perch&amp;#233; qualcuno non ti ama come tu vorresti, non significa che non ti ami con tutto te stesso.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Non sempre &amp;#232; sufficiente essere perdonato da qualcuno. Nella maggior parte dei casi sei tu a dover perdonare te stesso.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quando la porta della felicit&amp;#224; si chiude, un&amp;#8217;altra si apre, ma tante volte guardiamo cos&amp;#236; a lungo a quella chiusa, che non&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;vediamo quella che &amp;#232; stata aperta per noi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ci vuole solo un minuto per offendere qualcuno, un&amp;#8217;ora per piacergli, e un giorno per amarlo, ma ci vuole una vita per&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dimenticarlo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Non cercare le apparenze, possono ingannare.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cerca qualcuno che ti faccia sorridere perch&amp;#233; ci vuole solo un sorriso per far sembrare brillante una giornataccia.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trova quello che fa sorridere il tuo cuore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Puoi avere abbastanza felicit&amp;#224; da renderti dolce, difficolt&amp;#224; a sufficienza da renderti forte, dolore abbastanza da renderti&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;umano, speranza sufficiente a renderti felice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le pi&amp;#249; felici delle persone, non necessariamente hanno il meglio di ogni cosa&amp;#59; soltanto traggono il meglio da ogni cosa che&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;capita sul loro cammino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#201; facile essere se stessi quando si &amp;#232; qualcuno.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#201; sempre giusto provare quello che non si conosce perch&amp;#232; se non osi non saprai mai quello che ti sarai negato.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;QuaNDo Si aMa NoN Vi &amp;#232; NuLLa Di MeGLio Che DaRe SeMPRe TuTTo&amp;#58; La PRoPRia ViTa, iL PRoPRio PeNSieRo, iL PRoPRio CoRPo, MeTTeRe&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TuTTo iN GioCo e PoTeR DaRe SeMPRe Di Pi&amp;#249;... &amp;#9829;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sogna ci&amp;#242; che ti va&amp;#59; vai dove vuoi&amp;#59; sii ci&amp;#242; che vuoi essere.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mettiti sempre nei panni degli altri.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;la paura &amp;#232; la causa di tutti i mali&amp;#33;&amp;#33;&amp;#33;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gli uomini affrontano la vita come una gara, non si rendono conto che potrebbe essere un piacevole viaggio.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avere troppo fa male esattamente come avere poco.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Il segreto per vivere bene sta nella comprensione, questa va cercata dentro di noi...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ogni piccola goccia d&amp;#39;acqua forma il mare...ognuno di noi forma il mondo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;TUTTO &amp;#233; NIENTE ... NIENTE &amp;#232; TUTTO&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tutto dipende dalla nostra visione, tutto cio che vediamo &amp;#232; influenzato dalla nostra soggettivit&amp;#224;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Non smettere mai di sognare, perche sono i sogni che alimentano la vita&amp;#33;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;L&amp;#39;uomo in ogni sua azione ha una motivazione, cosi ugualmente ogni cosa che accade ha una sua motivazione.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;La felicit&amp;#224; &amp;#232; dipendente solo da noi.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Il cambiamento consiste in una nuova visione&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sono arrivata alla conclusione che la volont&amp;#224; &amp;#232; la forza pi&amp;#249; grande di questo mondo. VOLERE &amp;#233; POTERE&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amare non significa volere.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amore non &amp;#232; guardarci l&amp;#39;un l&amp;#39;altro, ma guardare insieme nella stessa direzione.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come arrivano lontano i raggi di una piccola candela, cosi splende una buona azione in un mondo malvagio.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;La felicit&amp;#224; non &amp;#232; avere quello che si desidera, ma desiderare quello che si ha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;La felicit&amp;#224; &amp;#232; nascosta dappertutto, basta scovarla.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finch&amp;#232; nasconederai la luce in te, rmarrai un&amp;#39;ombra di te stesso.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noi non vediamo tramite occhi obiettivi, ma tramite gli occhi del cuore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meglio essere odiati per ci&amp;#242; che si &amp;#232; che essere amati per la maschera che si indossa&amp;#33;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amo la pioggia perch&amp;#232; ti permette d camminare a testa alta con il viso coperto di lacrime&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nessun travestimento pu&amp;#242; nascondere l&amp;#39;amore dove esiste n&amp;#232; fingerlo dove manca&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se dovessi scegliere tra il tuo amore e la mia vita, sceglierei il tuo amore, xk &amp;#232; la mia vita&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;La cosa peggiore di quando stai soffrendo &amp;#232; che l&amp;#39;unica persona che pu&amp;#242; consolarti &amp;#232; quella per cui stai piangendo&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vivere &amp;#232; la cosa pi&amp;#249; rara del mondo&amp;#58; i pi&amp;#249;, esistono solamente.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;L&amp;#39;unico modo per liberarsi da una tentazione &amp;#232; cedervi.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amore non &amp;#232; riconoscersi ma ritrovarsi. 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