<?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-6743395163549171804</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:21:23.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; a l f i n a l</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clichesdemiel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743395163549171804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clichesdemiel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tacoaguja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14176974532504845412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cZV1SpMmHk/SMASRZwZKLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qc5GTNKU-gw/S220/3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743395163549171804.post-2870099226708003076</id><published>2009-01-03T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:52:55.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Felicidad?</title><content type='html'>Aun me pregunto ... por qué nunca estamos conformes con nuestra vida&lt;br /&gt;siempre nos falta algo, siempre queremos más, siempre hay algo qe nos moleta&lt;br /&gt;.. por qué nunca somos completamente felices?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me he despertado feliz al poder mirar mi alrededor -- NUNCA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeglitters.com/page-graphics.php" target=_blank title="Page Graphics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/pagegraphics/58.gif" alt="Page Graphics" 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/6743395163549171804-2870099226708003076?l=clichesdemiel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clichesdemiel.blogspot.com/feeds/2870099226708003076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743395163549171804&amp;postID=2870099226708003076' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743395163549171804/posts/default/2870099226708003076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743395163549171804/posts/default/2870099226708003076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clichesdemiel.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-felicidad.html' title='La Felicidad?'/><author><name>tacoaguja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14176974532504845412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cZV1SpMmHk/SMASRZwZKLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qc5GTNKU-gw/S220/3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/pagegraphics/th_58.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743395163549171804.post-2603873152607156525</id><published>2009-01-03T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:36:55.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-82.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3098476543633809026&amp;amp;site=widget-82.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543633809026&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-82.slide.com/p1/3098476543633809026/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cZV1SpMmHk/SMAVSljPMRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/50pvMwBac7k/s320/tacon%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;.# Recordando el pasado, una canción de 4 min me llevó unos años atrás; Recuerdos buenos y malos, hay tantas canciones qe me recuerdan tantas cosas, incluso algunas qe nadie debe acordarse. 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