<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://413618.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2f413618.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>DioCreol'uomo..e..io il mio blog..</title><description>2 cose sono infinite.. l'universo e l'amore...</description><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 21:44:00 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 21:44:00 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><live:identity><live:id>1142741014013797261</live:id><live:alias>413618</live:alias></live:identity><image><title>DioCreol'uomo..e..io il mio blog..</title><url>http://blufiles.storage.live.com/y1p6WUVaR2YOtfOtQNaZiUh-0Uz7pdRJ71yoVND9HSsTLdQk_WQDkyQtgd2WGexAru5</url><link>http://413618.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>AMORINO</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!408.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt; poesia &lt;br&gt;titolo: AMORINO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;che un sorriso puo animar... che una gioia puo scintillar &lt;br&gt;..e con me la elodi' e non manca  la folli'..&lt;br&gt;che monella....se gira e saltella..&lt;br&gt;..ma il mio cuor cattura ... in un fior di creatura..&lt;br&gt;la mia elodi..e il mio amorin ... che mi fa suonar drin drin... &lt;br&gt;...che emozione il suo bacio ...e crollo adagio...&lt;br&gt;zucchero d'uva e mirtillo... sono un birillo...&lt;br&gt;..mi guardi e brillo..e canto come un grillo....&lt;br&gt;danzi davanti a me.. prendi la mia mano e tutti cantano..&lt;br&gt;che festa di allegria... in un bicchiere di sangria...&lt;br&gt;...al mio cuore niente catene..perche ti voglio troppo bene!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;Autore:&lt;br&gt;Amore T.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+AMORINO&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!408.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!408.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 10:04:50 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!408/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!408.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-09-28T10:08:44Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Gabbiano</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!378.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Segoe UI" color="#1f497d" size=4&gt;&lt;em&gt;gabbiano, mio pensiero, sei fermo immobile e viaggi...&lt;br&gt;scorre lungo le piume il vento &lt;br&gt;silenzioso dimentica il giorno...&lt;br&gt;e pace si avvicina alla meta tranquilla&lt;br&gt;amore come gabbiano... fermo immobile e viaggio...&lt;br&gt;non senti le mie ali ...solo le onde sbattere sulla costa...&lt;br&gt;ti sono accanto ... e non senti...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Gabbiano&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!378.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!378.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 21:08:07 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!378/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!378.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-28T21:08:07Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sms e mms gratis www.AmoreInSms.com</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!265.entry</link><description>&lt;a href="http://amoreinsms.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/7905/amorelm6.gif" border=0 alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+sms+e+mms+gratis+www.AmoreInSms.com&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!265.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!265.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 12:01:49 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>25</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!265/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!265.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-11-20T18:59:56Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>la margherita</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!180.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;la margherita&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;sono stato fermo 3 ore , poi ho alzato il capo per 6 ore,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;e mi son girato lievemente e poi ho abbassato il capo per 8 ore,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;quasi immobile tutto il giorno, e magari potessi guardare quando al mattino il sole si alza.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;che peccato essere nato margherita e non cogliere il tuo sguardo, magari fossi nato rosa !&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;Si ! una rosa rossa e incantarti.. essere colta e portata via da te...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;in questo campo non ho speranza...siamo tutti uguali e troppi....&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ieri un principe si è fermato d'innanzi a me , mi ha guardato ed avevo cuore che mi sbatteva forte,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;stava per averarsi il mio sogno, mi sentivo gia a casa della mia principessina,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ma restai deluso quando vennero prese le margherite accanto a ME,, ED IO RIMASI SOLO,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;finche un giorno passo una macchina che ci colse tutti..lasciando dietro un campo vuoto di fiori..&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ormai la mia vita non aveva senso speravo di appassire presto...non vedevo piu futuro...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ed oggi sono felice , che per strano caso il fioraio mi ha portato a casa tua,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;e son finito in un vaso sul comodino della tua stanza, e sono felice di poterti stare vicino la notte&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ed essere il primo a vedere i tuoi occhi aprirsi, &lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;ma sono solo una margherita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;color:fuchsia;font-family:'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;Amore Tobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+la+margherita&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!180.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!180.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Nov 2006 13:27:08 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!180/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!180.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-11-02T13:30:48Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Lettera al paradiso..</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!178.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Lettera al paradiso..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Sono al dunque della mia vita e scrivo per chiedere di entrare nel paradiso..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ne male e ne bene ho fatto in vita mia in modo eccessivo...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ma tuttora che chiedo di entrare..c'è nella mia testa una fanciulla che di amor gliene dato tanto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ma che forse troppo tanto ..che fumo passivo è diventato...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ogni mattina non riesco ad aprir occhio se prima non gli ho fatto uno squillo!...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;..e non mi alzo se non mi ricambia! e quanti giorni sono stato a letto non ricordo...mi ero dato per ammalato... :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ma per fortuna&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ora piu' che mai ..confesso i miei peccati...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;incontrai in via fuggente questa fanciulla e quando mi voltai... dopo 5 minuti era scappata via...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;e da li a passar 4 giorni, incontrai nuovamente ! e con astuzia l'incontrai in via dell amore..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;in un atmosfera di primavera e mentre mi avvicinavo per baciarla..apparve d'innanzi a me un cuore enorme...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;con mio stupore , mi voltai e rivoltai, ma nessuna fanciulla era nei paraggi... ne foglia che era volata..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;mi alzai dalla panchina presi il cuore lo legai stretto sulle mie spalle e mi incamminai per un sentiero ..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;era piu pesante di quanto avrei immaginato.. e con sudore e fatica.. finalmente giunsi nella mia casetta di collina, e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;adagiai il cuore, lo ammiravo e toccavo.. ma non capivo quale mistero e sorte nascondesse..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;pure un bacio provai a dare sperando che la giovincella apparisse...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ma ad ogni tentativo... tutto invano...ma gelosamente l'ho sempre custodito...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;ed ora che mi trovo d'innanzi al paradiso, tali parole vorrei pronunciare:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;oh! amore che sei mio paradiso..non dirmi di no..e accetta per dono il mio cuore...TVB&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Amore Tobia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Lettera+al+paradiso..&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!178.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!178.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 19:12:33 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!178/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!178.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-11-01T19:12:33Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Quella sera..</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!174.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;Quella sera eravamo nel letto e tu mi dicevi non credere nella luna&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;perche di giorno ti mente e sparisce via, senza ricordo di sentimenti...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;Ricordi quando abbiamo passeggiato senza voltarci indietro, perche solo avanti c'era la vita?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;non ti ho mai chiesto tante cose, perche tanti punti interrogativi volevo rispondere&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;senza domandare, camminavo lungo una corda sospesa,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;avevo testa tra le nuvole, e tensione al massimo all'abbassare dello sguardo..e guardavo&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;l'immensita che mi avvolgeva..dandomi da solo risposte ke splendevano nei tuoi occhi...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;e tu mi stringevi la mano per camminare, mi abbracciavi per darmi calore,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;e diventavi la mia luna...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;Sei sempre presente anche quando sei svanita, sei forse la mia guida? il mio destino?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;perche vuoi indicarmi la direzione della strada... e quando siamo vicini a parlare di tutto.. dici che sono&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;il tuo universo misterioso.. la risposta della tua vita...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;Avevi paura di qualsiasi innocente insetto...e non voglio dimenticare il muretto su cui eravamo seduti ,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;nel buio piu totale, e nella vegetazione piu complessa...dove hai trovato parole per stupirmi, di quanto&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;tenevi dentro.. e che nessuno sapeva... le conservo ancora chiuse a chiave nel mio cuore e mi accompagneranno&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;per sempre ogni volta che incontrero la luna....tvb...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16pt;color:blue;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Century Gothic'"&gt;(di Amore T. tratto dal blog &lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;http://413618.spaces.live.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Quella+sera..&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!174.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!174.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 20:27:04 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!174/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!174.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-10-18T20:27:04Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>serata in un cristallo</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!173.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;Non capisco....&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;xke non hai atteso ke un granello in &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;piu che scendesse giu!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;è...... carta stropicciata gettata via... al destino delle &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;onde....&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;mi va di.. ballare santana... una serata in un cristallo &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;...rugiada che scende su un filo derba..&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;e continua a scivolare.. guidata dal destino...ed è &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;notte&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;vibra il destino di non ceredere alle cicale e parlare &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;con gufo...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;veste sincera , seduti sulla barca e vivere in assoluto &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;....una clessidra con tanti granelli...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;..e ti stringo forte&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a me...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22pt;color:green;font-family:'Curlz MT'"&gt;(Amore T. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+serata+in+un+cristallo&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!173.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!173.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 18:40:23 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!173/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!173.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-10-15T18:40:23Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>13 Ottombre ....</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!170.entry</link><description>  
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;è una frase in un percorso che hai lasciato cadere e rotolare in fondo alla collina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;, in un onda che bagna la riva, in una melodia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;mentre spezzava una freccia ... è tutto vero... un passo che nasconde segreto..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;Notte, sei fascinosa nel mistero, uno squillo di cuore al mattino ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;e ci copri fino alle luci dell'alba...ancora con il sapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:center" align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20pt;color:blue;font-family:Castellar"&gt;delle tue labbra e l'odore del tuo corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+13+Ottombre+....&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!170.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!170.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 21:40:05 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!170/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!170.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-10-15T18:35:53Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>My future the factory in China was rose-colored but…</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!160.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size=5&gt;My factory of cd in China has been dissolved in the empty one. &lt;br&gt;the job of my life and become a cumulus of ruins:&lt;br&gt;destroyed from Chinese laborers who in the fantasy are only working honest precise and meticulous, &lt;br&gt;unfortunately my vice Chen has made up the business budgets, and to the verifications it has been assessed a serious one &lt;br&gt;hole of migliaia of dollars… I do not have piu intention to recommence to produce in China because &lt;br&gt;my body alive still. .ma my spirit is in one semidark and small room, and every day &lt;br&gt;I receive one manciata of light. .ma only little second… from one small window… &lt;br&gt;and in that short lasso of time. my joy… by now lost flies. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+My+future+the+factory+in+China+was+rose-colored+but%e2%80%a6&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!160.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!160.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 15:11:13 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!160/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!160.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-17T15:11:13Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Le nevole che attraversano i nostri giorni..</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!158.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff00ff" size=5&gt;era una nuvola davanti al sole da mesi a coprire la felicita che ieri &lt;br&gt;è tornata a splendere tra il calore, la simpatia e la dolcezza di una fanciulla...&lt;br&gt;e penso  anche se in futuro altre nuvole attraverseranno la mia vita &lt;br&gt;ci sia sempre qualcuno che con un soffio le allontani.. &lt;br&gt;Ieri ho capito che a volte basta pronunciare poche parole per sentirsi una &lt;br&gt;carezza sul viso.. e poche parole per avverire un abbraccio&lt;br&gt;..e un bacio per sentirsi rinascere...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff00ff" size=5&gt;(Amore T.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Le+nevole+che+attraversano+i+nostri+giorni..&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!158.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!158.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 May 2006 14:29:34 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!158/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!158.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-14T14:29:34Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>tra Amore e Amicizia ....</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!156.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;Sono seduto su un muretto e tante piccole goccioline d'acqua mi ricoprono, mi rendono cristallino ai tuoi occhi, ma ti sbagli..non è pioggia, ma solo un lieve strato di umidita...&lt;br&gt;Queste sono le incomprensioni che bagnano la nostra vita...  &lt;br&gt;nella fabbrica di cuoricini che risiede nel mio cuore, potra prendersi pause, ma continuera a produrre amore e ogni tanto balzella fuori un piccolo cuoricino..che andra' lontano per raggiungere chi ne ha bisogno... ma tutto il mio cuore lo donero' solo al mio amore...&lt;br&gt;l'amicizia è bella ma forse è solo umidita che ci porta all'inganno...&lt;br&gt;bacetti!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff0000" size=5&gt;(Amore T.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+tra+Amore+e+Amicizia+....&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!156.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!156.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 20:35:14 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!156/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!156.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-11T20:35:14Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Da quando sei partita ...</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!154.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size=5&gt;Da quando sei partita ho piantato fiori per riempire un vuoto &lt;br&gt;che ha fatto la tua assenza, non li ho contati, ma sono migliaia che&lt;br&gt;sbocceranno all'aprirsi del tuo cuore, nella fragranza di un essenza rara &lt;br&gt;come il tuo profumo, in un manto di petali vellutati.&lt;br&gt;Sono il prato che accogliera la tua presenza, nel giorno di festa dove&lt;br&gt; il tuo sorriso incantera folletti che nascosti osserveranno la tua rara bellezza&lt;br&gt;e senza esporsi per essere incantati, faranno danza per te. &lt;br&gt;L'amore è una paura che si nasconde nel cuore di ogni essere di perdere &lt;br&gt;la persona che si vuole bene, ed io non ho armi, ma solo la passione di un bacio&lt;br&gt;che ti faccia superare la sponda di un fiume, con un ponte a forma di cuore...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size=5&gt;ho trascorso bellissime giornate dove tutto non esiste ma noi 2 &lt;br&gt;c'eravamo ed è questo l'imporante dove gli sguradi e amore riempivano la siaggia&lt;br&gt;dove abbracci rendervano il mare blu, dove tenerezze finifano dove arcobaleni sorgevano,&lt;br&gt;nella mia mente appari tu soave, come un velo candido.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size=5&gt;Ed ora che sono nel mio vascello nel mezzo del mare dove il vento dell'amore mi guida a te, &lt;br&gt;giorni sembrano non passare, ma la forza che mi lega a te è tanta, come l'energia &lt;br&gt;che trasmette il sole alla terra, questo viaggio sara lungo e ostacoli potranno &lt;br&gt;rallentarela la navigazione, ma raggiungere l'isola dove dove un sortileggio ti ha addormentato, &lt;br&gt;per darti un magico risveglio significa difendere la ragione della mia vita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size=5&gt;in un abbraccio che stringe la passione del tuo cuore, &lt;br&gt;ti mando un dolce bacio!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;(Amore T.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Da+quando+sei+partita+...&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!154.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!154.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 20:25:15 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!154/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!154.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-10T20:25:15Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>... ti ringrazio di avermi regalato 1 sogno...</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!151.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#0000ff" size=5&gt;... ti ringrazio di avermi regalato 1 sogno...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#0000ff" size=5&gt;Il limite della vita è la delusione, non esiste il nemico da combattere, non esistono avversari, non esite vittoria&lt;br&gt;ma solo la sconfitta dell'animo , la malinconia ke percuote e persiste.&lt;br&gt;Gli uomini ..le Donne... sono dei batteri...distruggono le cellule, le stesse da cui ha origine la vita...&lt;br&gt;distruggono i sogni ...gli stessi che gli hanno dato forza e energia per continuare il cammino...&lt;br&gt;Quado penso a te mi sento un salmone che risale il fiume per deporre le uova, un impresa quasi impossibile &lt;br&gt;di raggiungere la meta, tra ostacoli e difficolta ....sono i sogni che fanno vivere...&lt;br&gt;Ma non sono un batterio perchè credo nell'amore profondo, platonico e immenso...&lt;br&gt;Non mi rendo conto perche ogni volta che ti mando 1 sms o una lettera mi ringrazi.. mi fa piacere ma il merito e tuo,&lt;br&gt;le mie lettere i miei sms sono la risposta alla tua dolcezza che ogni istante mi comunichi...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#0000ff" size=5&gt;BACi Tobia&lt;br&gt;(Amore T.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+...+ti+ringrazio+di+avermi+regalato+1+sogno...&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!151.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!151.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 May 2006 20:28:52 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!151/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!151.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-09T20:28:52Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>L'ammirazione</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!150.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;L'ammirazione..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Ogni lettera che scrivo è una lacrima ..una piccola goccia che scende sul mio volto,che puo essere gioia che puo essere tristezza..una piccola goccia invisibile nell'universo, trasparente per il mondo...e visibile per chi mi ama.&lt;br&gt;Il tempo che è trascorso inesorabile quando tu eri lontana...(*non ti conoscevo ancora)&lt;br&gt;Da te ho imparato ke non sempre le meraviglie..le bellezze sono visibili a tutti...&lt;br&gt;Forse le stelle le possiamo vedere alzando il capo al celo in una sera, magari il sole vederlo &lt;br&gt;sorgere all'alba affacciandoci alla finestra....&lt;br&gt;ma ci son bellezze nascoste in ogni persona che non appaiono al primo sguardo..come &lt;br&gt;in una lunga galleria sotterranea..... chi avrebe mai potuto pensare&lt;br&gt;che in un caverna buia, incastonato tra una roccia i minatori portano alla luce una pietra incantevole come il diamante?&lt;br&gt;eppur la lezione della natura che da senso alla vita..a volte semplice ..diventa difficile da comprendere....&lt;br&gt;perdonami per tutto quello che mi dici e non capisco, sono solo una piccola goccia.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Con Sincerità&lt;br&gt;  ...Tobia&lt;br&gt;(Amore T.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+L'ammirazione&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!150.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!150.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 May 2006 20:23:15 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!150/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!150.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-09T20:23:15Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Al buio...</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!149.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Al buio sono cieco e potrei non vederti essere l'amico invisibile..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;ma sicuramente avvertirei la tua presenza...il tuo respiro... il tuo calore..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;perche ci sono molte stanze..una piu lussuosa, una piu lugublre, unpiu solare, una umida,  una troppo freadda.. spero che presto nel castello entrera una ventata di felicita.. e spero che tante stanze diventino una.. e tanti castelli formerebberbero 1 da occupare tutto il mio cuore... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;un bacetto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;Tobia&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Al+buio...&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!149.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!149.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 22:33:04 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!149/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!149.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-08T22:33:04Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>seduto su una panchina</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!143.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt;mi sono seduto su una panchina e dopo uno scricchiolio un ramoscello si è spezzato...è caduto al suolo indicando un vialetto... &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt;ho seguito la strada che terminava d'innanzi a un cancello, sembrava chiuso  ma dopo una spinta si è aperto: su una statua era scitto LA NOTTE è IL SILENZIO DELL'ANIMA ...mi sono sentito ua gocciolina, e poi un susseguirsi...e  la pioggia mi ha bagnato ...&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt;alle prime luci dell'alba...la scritta era sbiadita... ma tu sei stata accanto&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt;illuminandomi il nuovo giorno con il tuo sguardo e il tuo sorriso.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt; &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#008080" size=5&gt;Un bacetto il tuo Tobia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+seduto+su+una+panchina&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!143.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!143.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 12:01:14 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://413618.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!143/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!143.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-05-08T12:01:14Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>la nuova amicizia...</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!141.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#000080" size=5&gt;i giorni che lungo il mio cammino avanzano irrefrenabili con sorprese ed emozioni... mi hanno fatto&lt;br&gt; inciampare nell'amicizia di Monia, una ragazza simpatica, costruttiva, con tanta vitalita e molto attraente..&lt;br&gt;il destino forse esiste.. e dovro ricambiare, rifare e cambiare abiti alle mie idee ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+la+nuova+amicizia...&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><comments>http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!141.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://413618.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!141.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 17:28:21 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog 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src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;169&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tobia estate 27-08-2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;144&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;199"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;199&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tobia  14-12-2006 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;144&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;200"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;200&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tobia 14-12-2006 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;144&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;201"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;201&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Immagine 010________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;144&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;202&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tobia 21-10-2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;144&amp;#47;"&gt;More Photos...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Photo+Album%3a+Re_Moicans&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 09:35:08 GMT</pubDate><msn:type>photoalbum</msn:type><live:type>photoalbum</live:type><live:typelabel>Photo album</live:typelabel><cf:itemRSS>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!144/feed.rss</cf:itemRSS><dcterms:modified>2008-07-27T09:35:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Photo Album: 25 luglio</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!391/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;25 luglio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;391&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;392"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;392&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25-07-08_1311&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Photo+Album%3a+25+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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!391</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 12:25:20 GMT</pubDate><msn:type>photoalbum</msn:type><live:type>photoalbum</live:type><live:typelabel>Photo album</live:typelabel><cf:itemRSS>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!391/feed.rss</cf:itemRSS><dcterms:modified>2008-07-25T12:25:20Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Photo Album: Le Mie Amiche</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!147/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Le Mie Amiche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;147&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;390"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;390&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25-07-08_1311&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Photo+Album%3a+Le+Mie+Amiche&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!147</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 12:24:31 GMT</pubDate><msn:type>photoalbum</msn:type><live:type>photoalbum</live:type><live:typelabel>Photo album</live:typelabel><cf:itemRSS>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!147/feed.rss</cf:itemRSS><dcterms:modified>2008-07-25T12:24:31Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Photo Album: 21 aprile</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!352/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;21 aprile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;353"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;353&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;354&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;355"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;355&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;356"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;356&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;357"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;357&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;358"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;358&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;359"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;359&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;360"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;360&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;361"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;361&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;362&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;352&amp;#47;"&gt;More Photos...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=1142741014013797261&amp;page=RSS%3a+Photo+Album%3a+21+aprile&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=413618.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=413618"&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!352</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 11:41:34 GMT</pubDate><msn:type>photoalbum</msn:type><live:type>photoalbum</live:type><live:typelabel>Photo album</live:typelabel><cf:itemRSS>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!352/feed.rss</cf:itemRSS><dcterms:modified>2008-04-22T11:41:34Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Photo Album: 16 febbraio</title><link>http://413618.spaces.live.com/photos/cns!FDBD4E5D28FE38D!328/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;16 febbraio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;329"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;329&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3454&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;330&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3456&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;331"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;331&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3457&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;332"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;332&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3458&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;333"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;333&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3459&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;334"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;334&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3460&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;335"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;335&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IMG_3461&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://413618.spaces.live.com&amp;#47;photos&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;328&amp;#47;cns&amp;#33;FDBD4E5D28FE38D&amp;#33;336"&gt;&lt;img 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