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<link>http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-12-01_2011-12-31.html#2011_12-26_22_49_12-116644669-0</link> 
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<pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 00:49:12 -0200</pubDate>
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<link>http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-07-01_2011-07-31.html#2011_07-19_13_46_30-116644669-0</link> 
<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="3">Eu tenho medo.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="3">Cada vez mais eu tenho medo.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: <a href="http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-07-01_2011-07-31.html#2011_07-19_13_46_30-116644669-0">Leia mais...</a>]]></description>
<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 15:46:30 -0300</pubDate>
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<link>http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-04-01_2011-04-30.html#2011_04-22_16_27_18-116644669-0</link> 
<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><font face="Calibri" size="3">Estava procurando informa&ccedil;&otilde;es sobre chap&eacute;us e me deparei com um chamado caxang&aacute;, que &eacute; aquele usado por marinheiros. No mesmo instante me veio em <a href="http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-04-01_2011-04-30.html#2011_04-22_16_27_18-116644669-0">Leia mais...</a>]]></description>
<pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 18:27:18 -0300</pubDate>
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<link>http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-04-01_2011-04-30.html#2011_04-10_20_48_00-116644669-0</link> 
<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: ">Era de uma cidade mi&uacute;da e nela havia algo que do mundo escondia.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: <a href="http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-04-01_2011-04-30.html#2011_04-10_20_48_00-116644669-0">Leia mais...</a>]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 22:48:00 -0300</pubDate>
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<link>http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-02-01_2011-02-28.html#2011_02-13_10_59_05-116644669-0</link> 
<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">O sol tentava tirar as sombras deles e daquilo que estava pesado ao redor. Ela se auto protegia. Ele buscava coisas pra ver. Ela tentava ver a si mesma. Ele cactos, ela rama. Ele <a href="http://luzemah.zip.net/arch2011-02-01_2011-02-28.html#2011_02-13_10_59_05-116644669-0">Leia mais...</a>]]></description>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 12:59:05 -0200</pubDate>
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