<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:05:22.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitácora de este viaje.</title><subtitle type='html'>Todo lo que construímos y todo lo que destruímos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-4705962481845210918</id><published>2008-10-22T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:52:52.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Si pudiera explicar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...lo hice para quebrarme a mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-1858244761426499069</id><published>2008-10-19T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:06:55.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sos lo menos.</title><content type='html'>¿Te puedo decir algo,?&lt;br /&gt;Sos una basura, nunca te importó nada.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy contento de haberme librado de vos&lt;br /&gt;BASURA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-1858244761426499069?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/1858244761426499069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=1858244761426499069' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1858244761426499069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1858244761426499069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/10/sos-lo-menos.html' title='Sos lo menos.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-4399206766481119238</id><published>2008-10-11T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:28:02.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No puedo ser</title><content type='html'>No te oí salir.&lt;br /&gt;No sé porqué aún sigo acá.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero mover ni un objeto.&lt;br /&gt;Modificaría mis recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y soy lo que soy.&lt;br /&gt;Hago lo que quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo esconder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no quiero ir.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero dormir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo respirar, hasta que vuelvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero salir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo esconderme.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ser, hasta que vuelvas a mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero llamar a mis amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Por ellos probablemente abandone este sueño.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo salir de esta cama.&lt;br /&gt;Recordando todo lo que aquí ha pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no quiero ir.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero dormir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo respirar, hasta que vuelvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero salir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo esconderme.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ser, hasta que vuelvas a mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no quiero ir.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero dormir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo respirar, hasta que vuelvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero salir.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo esconderme.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ser, hasta que vuelvas a mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-4399206766481119238?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/4399206766481119238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=4399206766481119238' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4399206766481119238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4399206766481119238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-puedo-ser.html' title='No puedo ser'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-698994199199513637</id><published>2008-10-11T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:52:56.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig</title><content type='html'>Yo no tengo miedo de la muerte.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me toque, no me importa.&lt;br /&gt;¿Porqué debería temer a la muerte?&lt;br /&gt;no hay razón para ello, todos partiremos algún día.&lt;br /&gt;Yo nunca dije que tenía miedo a la muerte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-698994199199513637?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/698994199199513637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=698994199199513637' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/698994199199513637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/698994199199513637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/10/gig.html' title='Gig'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-8481791754972469200</id><published>2008-10-01T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:34:31.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Y todas las palabras que dijimos?</title><content type='html'>Cada vez se hace mas duro ser feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-8481791754972469200?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/8481791754972469200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=8481791754972469200' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8481791754972469200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8481791754972469200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/10/y-todas-las-palabras-que-dijimos.html' title='¿Y todas las palabras que dijimos?'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-3555774062176942068</id><published>2008-09-30T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:58:41.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple togeher.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://usuarios.lycos.es/battousaishadow/hpbimg/cdz%20saint%20seiya%2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://usuarios.lycos.es/battousaishadow/hpbimg/cdz%20saint%20seiya%2030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste me amistad dorada.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora con esta despedida inminente.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo ir a tí por consolación.&lt;br /&gt;por las limitantes de esta separación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta pérdida me abruma.&lt;br /&gt;Me quema las entrañas.&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo parar de chocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos veía simplemente Juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que seríamos felices.&lt;br /&gt;pensé que seríamos preciosos.&lt;br /&gt;Pero me equivoqué tristemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vos me hiciste crecer tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Te recuerdo al momento de conocerte.&lt;br /&gt;Con vos supe que la cara de dios es hermosa.&lt;br /&gt;Con vos sufrí una expansión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta pérdida me insensibiliza.&lt;br /&gt;Me perfora el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo dejar de perderlo todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que seríamos sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Que evolucionaríamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que tendríamos hijos.&lt;br /&gt;Que seríamos una familia.&lt;br /&gt;Pero me quivoqué tristemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Si llevas a cuenta todas las filosofías que compartimos.&lt;br /&gt;Si valen un centavo todas las posibilidades que presenté.&lt;br /&gt;Si tiene algun valor cada mano suelta al aire.&lt;br /&gt;Aún así mi riqueza no me serviría para sentirme mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pensé que seríamos Geniales.&lt;br /&gt;Que sanaríamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que creceríamos Juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que pasaríamos aventuras.&lt;br /&gt;Pero me equivoqué tristemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Que exploraríamos  juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que nos inspiraríamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que volaríamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Que nos encenderíamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Pero me equivoqué tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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togeher.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-2676211928143666277</id><published>2008-09-27T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:49:57.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El día que me olvide de vos.</title><content type='html'>No se si lo anhelo o lo pospongo quizás siento un miedo inminente,es como rebobinar la revolución que alguna vez me generaste de la cual quedan piruetas de circo. ok, la máquina sigue andando, sigue golpeando el pecho, pero siento que sus energías se están agotando. El día que me olvide de vos, será el día que me olvide de mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-2676211928143666277?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/2676211928143666277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=2676211928143666277' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2676211928143666277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2676211928143666277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-da-que-me-olvide-de-vos.html' title='El día que me olvide de vos.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-952922872454519631</id><published>2008-09-24T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:28:37.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La soledad.</title><content type='html'>Soy como un cuerpo astral&lt;br /&gt;Infinitamente brillante y solo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-952922872454519631?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/952922872454519631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=952922872454519631' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/952922872454519631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/952922872454519631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-soledad.html' title='La soledad.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-7357726919516505078</id><published>2008-09-20T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:44:49.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inexpresivo.</title><content type='html'>No lo sé, por mas que trato de encontrarle una cuasa, mas allá de el significado que seguramente debe tener, me es imposible explicarte que amarte para mi es ESTO.&lt;br /&gt;Hablo con la gente y todos me dan distintas versiones del amor,. algunas mas semejantes a la decisión, otras al sentimiento. Yo no se que hacer a veces, acoplarme a uno u otro bando, pero luego reflexiono y concluyo consecuentemente que cada ser es individual y tiene una manera distinta de vivir, principalmente.&lt;br /&gt;¿Será que el amor no existe? lejos de ser este un mensaje desalentador, genera el efecto contrario en mí, me hace pensar que el amor es algo tan único y mágico como lo es cada ser humano personalmente, por lo tanto es irrepetible y en cada persona implicará cosas distintas. Solo se que ni el tiempo, ni el lugar, ni los modos, ni las modas ni el dolor, ni la alegría, ni la primavera influyen en lo que a mi me hace sentir, es una cuestión libre de circunstancias. Yo digo que te amo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-7357726919516505078?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/7357726919516505078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=7357726919516505078' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/7357726919516505078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/7357726919516505078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/inexpresivo.html' title='Inexpresivo.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-1768037101005708424</id><published>2008-09-20T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:38:01.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arremetir.</title><content type='html'>hoy me dieron ganas de llorar, después me acordé de vos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-1768037101005708424?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/1768037101005708424/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-4799321399603530657</id><published>2008-09-18T11:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:51:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>Te recuerdo en una melodía&lt;br /&gt;Que nace de un rayo de sol&lt;br /&gt;Encubriendo las ausencias&lt;br /&gt;Y frustraciones primaverales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy alejado de tu jardín&lt;br /&gt;El agua en el estanque me pregunta&lt;br /&gt;Si es necesaria tanta lejanía&lt;br /&gt;Y yo le digo que aún me siento cerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te veo desvanecerte, reducirte&lt;br /&gt;Toco el aire con mis manos&lt;br /&gt;Que esperan encontrarte en un lugar&lt;br /&gt;No puedo llorar de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdido en el medio de la nada&lt;br /&gt;Decime a dónde puedo ir&lt;br /&gt;O quedarme eternamente&lt;br /&gt;En compañía de tus recuerdos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-4799321399603530657?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/4799321399603530657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=4799321399603530657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4799321399603530657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4799321399603530657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-3509853752874072460</id><published>2008-09-18T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:38:54.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alejarme de todo el mal.</title><content type='html'>Es hora de hacerlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-3509853752874072460?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/3509853752874072460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=3509853752874072460' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/3509853752874072460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/3509853752874072460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/alejarme-de-todo-el-mal.html' title='Alejarme de todo el mal.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-2906518571835950670</id><published>2008-09-18T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:38:15.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Es hora de soñar.</title><content type='html'>Plegaria para un niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Quizás tenga flores en su ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Y además en sus dedos que se vuelven pan&lt;br /&gt;Barcos de papel sin altamar.&lt;br /&gt;Plegaria para el sueño del niño&lt;br /&gt;Donde el mundo es un chocolatín.&lt;br /&gt;Adonde vas&lt;br /&gt;Mil niños dormidos que no están&lt;br /&gt;Entre bicicletas de cristal.&lt;br /&gt;Se ríe el niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Quizás se sienta gorrión esta vez&lt;br /&gt;Jugueteando inquieto en los jardines de un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que jamás despierto encontrará.&lt;br /&gt;Que nadie, nadie, despierte al niño&lt;br /&gt;Déjenlo que siga soñando felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Destruyendo trapos de lustrar&lt;br /&gt;Alejándose de la maldad.&lt;br /&gt;Se ríe el niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Quizás se sienta gorrión esta vez&lt;br /&gt;Jugueteando inquieto en los jardines de un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que jamás despierto encontrará.&lt;br /&gt;Plegaria para un niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Quizás tenga flores en su ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Y además en sus dedos que se vuelven pan&lt;br /&gt;Barcos de papel sin altamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es hora de volver a soñar, de hacerlo con la felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Tratar de encontrar esas cosas escencialmente&lt;br /&gt;Las corrientes de viento que no tienen dueño&lt;br /&gt;Que alivian soplando sobre las heridas mundanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis flores son mías&lt;br /&gt;Mis corazoncitos son míos&lt;br /&gt;Mis estrellitas son mías&lt;br /&gt;Mis sueños son míos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandonar el yugo de la dependencia&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo bueno que me depara la vida?&lt;br /&gt;Seguir corrientes solares en la estratósfera&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que voy a encontrar el amor primaveral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi primer dibujo hecho a mano en paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sp6.fotologs.net/photo/54/62/72/mis_4_criticas/1183000245_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://sp6.fotologs.net/photo/54/62/72/mis_4_criticas/1183000245_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-2906518571835950670?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/2906518571835950670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=2906518571835950670' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2906518571835950670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2906518571835950670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/es-hora-de-soar.html' title='Es hora de soñar.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-1134184016293486500</id><published>2008-09-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:23:50.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamento.</title><content type='html'>No se cómo decirlo, menos voy a saber como escribirlo. Sólo sé que lo siento. Episodios como este no tienen retorno posible y me parece mas que justo modificar algunos conceptos sobre mi persona.&lt;br /&gt;En este momento me voy a abrir como no lo hice con nadie, porque la situación lo amerita. Yo se porqué pasó esto, porque hice semejante barvaridad. A mi me dañaron mucho en la vida, he sufrido bastante por personas que no lo merecían, siempre me cuesta creer que algo bueno me puede pasar y desconfío de ello. Yo pensaba que vos eras algo tan, pero tan bueno que no podía ser realidad, que algún día se iba a acabar de algún modo, que no te merecía. Tenía mucho miedo de que ya no me quisieras mas y temblaba por dentro. Entonces hice lo mas fácil, asumir de antemano que ya no te volvería a ver para evitar el dolor, eso fue falta de comrpomiso, no involucrarme, dejarme vencer por mi mismo. Soy una persona que sufrió mucho, pero no tienen porque hacerse responsables los demás, lo siento realmente.&lt;br /&gt;En este momento no estoy mal, estoy resignado, ni siquiera enojado, asumo toda la responsabilidad como corresponde, es hora de que tenga que hacerme cargo e involucrarme con las cosas. Perdón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-1134184016293486500?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/1134184016293486500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=1134184016293486500' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1134184016293486500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1134184016293486500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/lamento.html' title='Lamento.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-5268939951681521042</id><published>2008-09-17T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:28:22.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexión primera.</title><content type='html'>El amor me desafía a quedarme.&lt;br /&gt;El amor me anima a ser paciente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-5268939951681521042?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/5268939951681521042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=5268939951681521042' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5268939951681521042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5268939951681521042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/reflexin-primera.html' title='Reflexión primera.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-3164392707240689708</id><published>2008-09-17T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:22:33.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-3164392707240689708?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/3164392707240689708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=3164392707240689708' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/3164392707240689708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/3164392707240689708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/bajn.html' title=''/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-8029634780310260115</id><published>2008-09-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:44:07.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Es duro olvidarme de vos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="page"&gt;Girar y girar envuelto en tu cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;de tu luz que da azules turquesas.&lt;br /&gt;El viento traerá de frío mi río&lt;br /&gt;y los días van otoño invierno.&lt;br /&gt;Una flor caerá desdibujándote,&lt;br /&gt;no sabré explicar que amarte es esto.&lt;br /&gt;Ya sabés mi amor, busco mi canción&lt;br /&gt;sin que querer me voy, sin mirar me voy.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-8029634780310260115?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/8029634780310260115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=8029634780310260115' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8029634780310260115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8029634780310260115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/es-duro-olvidarme-de-vos.html' title='Es duro olvidarme de vos.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-8454474653591765523</id><published>2008-09-16T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:06:31.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El primer mes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img354.imageshack.us/img354/8356/cumplemesspy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img354.imageshack.us/img354/8356/cumplemesspy3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre tuve la ilusión de que el primer mes me ibas a invitar a tomar un helado por ahí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-8454474653591765523?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/8454474653591765523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=8454474653591765523' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8454474653591765523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8454474653591765523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-primer-mes.html' title='El primer mes.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-4758790621696208758</id><published>2008-09-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:49:10.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plegaria para un niño dormido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rock.com.ar/especiales/dibujosspinetta/foto07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.rock.com.ar/especiales/dibujosspinetta/foto07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ven a mí&lt;br /&gt;con tu dulce luz&lt;br /&gt;alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;y aunque el sol&lt;br /&gt;se nuble después&lt;br /&gt;sos alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;cielo o piel&lt;br /&gt;silencio o verdad&lt;br /&gt;sos alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;por eso ven así con la humanidad&lt;br /&gt;alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;Aunque tu corazón recircule&lt;br /&gt;siga de paso o venga&lt;br /&gt;pretenda volar con las manos&lt;br /&gt;sueñe despierto o duerma...&lt;br /&gt;...o beba el elixir&lt;br /&gt;de la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;sos alma de diamante, alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;bien aquí o en el más allá&lt;br /&gt;sos alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;y aunque este mismo sol se nuble después&lt;br /&gt;sos alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;alma de diamante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el niño dormido y vos sos lo mágico, lo que estoy soñando. Las estrellitas representan la inspiración que me generás, los sentimientos revolucionarios. los corazones el amor que te tengo y las flores tu magia particular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-4758790621696208758?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/4758790621696208758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=4758790621696208758' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4758790621696208758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4758790621696208758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/plegaria-para-un-nio-dormido.html' title='Plegaria para un niño dormido.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-8985166354683315692</id><published>2008-09-16T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:39:29.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuantitativo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7094/bannnnnjr0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7094/bannnnnjr0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese día te diste una vuelta y me dijiste que me querías hasta el cielo, yo sólo dije que te quería hasta la estrella mas lejana a modo ilustrativo. Mi amor por vos no tiene dimensiones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-8985166354683315692?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/8985166354683315692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=8985166354683315692' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8985166354683315692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/8985166354683315692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuantitativo.html' title='Cuantitativo.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-2358033648562156661</id><published>2008-09-16T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:28:54.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol.</title><content type='html'>Tómame por sorpresa&lt;br /&gt;desentraña mis miedos&lt;br /&gt;Revoluciona el futuro&lt;br /&gt;dame amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentime sin piedad&lt;br /&gt;Decime la verdad&lt;br /&gt;haceme volar&lt;br /&gt;dame amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque el temblor en mi interior&lt;br /&gt;ha ido derrumbando el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Tu sadismo me destruye&lt;br /&gt;Y tu amor me reconstruye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocultate de mi&lt;br /&gt;Buscame cuando no estoy&lt;br /&gt;Haceme llorar&lt;br /&gt;Dame amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayudame a crecer&lt;br /&gt;Dañam sin piedad&lt;br /&gt;Curame al amar&lt;br /&gt;Dame amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaso el sol no ve sangrar mi herida?&lt;br /&gt;O la luna le tapa los ojos con sus labios?&lt;br /&gt;Tu sadismo me destruye&lt;br /&gt;Y tu amor me reconstruye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-2358033648562156661?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/2358033648562156661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=2358033648562156661' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2358033648562156661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2358033648562156661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/sol.html' title='Sol.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-5035401906794041139</id><published>2008-09-16T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:27:58.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/8633/36791109lm7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/8633/36791109lm7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué momento mas bizarro!, coincidir en lo incoincidente. ¿Qué probabilidad hay que a dos personas le fascine la fanta de mandarina?- Sos muy especial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-5035401906794041139?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/5035401906794041139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=5035401906794041139' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5035401906794041139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5035401906794041139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/qu-momento-mas-bizarro-coincidir-en-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-1980467376965042090</id><published>2008-09-16T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:15:42.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bajo tu inspiración.</title><content type='html'>El vacío que siento cuando te alejas es mucho&lt;br /&gt;porque tengo tanto amor para dar que es tuyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mis noches encontré tu luz alumbrando&lt;br /&gt;sufrí al creer que se iba apagando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tócame en el alma&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sentir en tu beso&lt;br /&gt;ese amor que no descansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se trata de fascinación&lt;br /&gt;Tonta y vana fascinacíon&lt;br /&gt;Simple fascinación&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el silencio de la soledad tu voz escucho&lt;br /&gt;irrumpiendo mágicamente sobre mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humedece mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;con la ternura de tu amor&lt;br /&gt;que la felicidad se encargará de secarlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se trata de fascinación&lt;br /&gt;Tonta y vana fascinacíon&lt;br /&gt;Simple fascinación&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-1980467376965042090?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/1980467376965042090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=1980467376965042090' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1980467376965042090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1980467376965042090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/bajo-tu-inspiracin.html' title='bajo tu inspiración.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-7932483139907275377</id><published>2008-09-16T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:14:01.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El poder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/9710/dracovs0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/9710/dracovs0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es una cosa menor que te diga que sos mi poder. me ayudaste acrecer de una manera que la vida me negó siempre. Siempre me costó confiar en las personas, viene por el lado de la inseguridad que siente una persona como yo, ante un ser tan hermoso como vos. de todos modos, siempre generaste un sentimiento de total entrega, nunca tuve miedo de que me traicionaras ni nada por el estilo, se que sos puro y transparente.&lt;br /&gt;No me va a alcanzar la vida para poder devolverte todo lo que hiciste por mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-7932483139907275377?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/7932483139907275377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=7932483139907275377' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/7932483139907275377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/7932483139907275377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-poder.html' title='El poder.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-2398225713966398389</id><published>2008-09-16T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:09:21.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoción.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/4361/bannnqu0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/4361/bannnqu0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta entrada me ha pegado particularmente. Yo siempre lloro, como sabés bien, es algo muy común en mi. lo que es inusual es que llore de alegría, de cosas buenas. Esa noche que me dijiste que yo era grande para vos, que me respetabas por todo lo que te representaba  (estoy llorando en este momento), simplemente lloré de alegría, me llenaste el corazón con todo eso. Fue una fuerza mas poderosa que la de mil abrazos, mil besos, mil orgasmos y lo que se te pueda ocurrir. Me encanta temblar al lado tuyo, sentir que el piso se desmorona a mis pies y vos me sostenes para que no me caiga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-2398225713966398389?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/2398225713966398389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=2398225713966398389' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2398225713966398389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2398225713966398389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/emocin.html' title='Emoción.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-2031846048158351607</id><published>2008-09-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:01:43.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/4199/bannmariv7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/4199/bannmariv7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compartimos un gusto muy importante, y es la simpatía por esa gloriosa artista que es laura fidalgo. En cierta medida ella fue la que nos unió. te acordás que un día hablando de ella terminamos sacandole el cuero a distra y siniestra al pobre de robert mitsuko?&lt;br /&gt;Que noche mas gloriosa, cosas que se guardan en el corazón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-2031846048158351607?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/2031846048158351607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=2031846048158351607' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2031846048158351607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/2031846048158351607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/rocker.html' title='Rocker.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-5779037592603696404</id><published>2008-09-16T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:56:32.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las cosas que nos llaman la atención.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/2451/noparoks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/2451/noparoks4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa noche te dije que no iba a parar, que no tenía un techo con vos, que todo era una cielo bien azul y despejado. Tu noche apareció preciosa y el día se mostró sin fin, sin fin. no quiero parar ni que me pares, no quiero sentir que todo tiene un límite-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-5779037592603696404?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/5779037592603696404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=5779037592603696404' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5779037592603696404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5779037592603696404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/las-cosas-que-nos-llaman-la-atencin.html' title='Las cosas que nos llaman la atención.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-4750810891503978253</id><published>2008-09-16T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:50:07.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tus gustos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/5880/34111550ai6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/5880/34111550ai6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con cuerdan con la hermosura de tu persona. recuerdo que me mostraste un vídeo de una artista que no me simpatizadel todo y me dijiste que escuche la letra, ese día quedó marcado. Supe que eras mi destino desde aquella vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-4750810891503978253?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/4750810891503978253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=4750810891503978253' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4750810891503978253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/4750810891503978253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/tus-gustos.html' title='Tus gustos.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-5755607000458594641</id><published>2008-09-16T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:46:48.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los emoticones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/2069/cositaez1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/2069/cositaez1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cacho de queso que persigue al fantasma sin cesar, dice tantas cosas en una imagen tan simple. Te bautizó como mi "cosita". No puedo evitar relacionar a pac-man con la noche en que te escribí un mensaje de texto diciendo que sentía cositas en el pecho por vos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-5755607000458594641?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/5755607000458594641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=5755607000458594641' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5755607000458594641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/5755607000458594641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/los-emoticones.html' title='Los emoticones.'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7778721348704534704.post-1762218296346473450</id><published>2008-09-16T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:42:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vkiMUD7LyGQ/SAWetabRxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/xuOXH5Sdx6Y/s320/besos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vkiMUD7LyGQ/SAWetabRxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/xuOXH5Sdx6Y/s320/besos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te conocí, o mejor dicho, te ví por primera vez, supe que tenías algo diferente, que ewras especial en todos los sentidos. es algo que un simple ser humano como yo, no puede explicar por medios tan materiales como este, son cosas que se sienten y van acrecentando con el tiempo. Destilas magia y sos de los pocos en el mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7778721348704534704-1762218296346473450?l=almadiamante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/feeds/1762218296346473450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7778721348704534704&amp;postID=1762218296346473450' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1762218296346473450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7778721348704534704/posts/default/1762218296346473450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almadiamante.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-magia.html' title='De magia'/><author><name>Mati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11488884142472949137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vkiMUD7LyGQ/SAWetabRxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/xuOXH5Sdx6Y/s72-c/besos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
