<?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-4889482243491551048</id><updated>2012-01-28T05:37:12.100-08:00</updated><category term='poesie'/><title type='text'>ladyambra</title><subtitle type='html'>♥ Nessun cuore ha mai 
provato sofferenza quando ha inseguito i propri sogni.io ho seguito i miei sogni  e mi portavana  sempre da te. NOI 
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¸.•)´ con un'ala sola,.www.ladyambra.it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>804</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4530954841217114328</id><published>2012-01-25T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:49:02.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Com’è freddo sentire, il cielo del non voler capire; proprio in mezzo al di’,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugRlvHyOPMU/TyD0agmQUnI/AAAAAAAACOE/wVOefI6Sr2M/s1600/alina13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugRlvHyOPMU/TyD0agmQUnI/AAAAAAAACOE/wVOefI6Sr2M/s320/alina13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701825864515211890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXHyF73-s8/TyD0PTrZGKI/AAAAAAAACN4/k3ZI2CvxWPw/s1600/ti%2Bamon321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXHyF73-s8/TyD0PTrZGKI/AAAAAAAACN4/k3ZI2CvxWPw/s320/ti%2Bamon321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701825672068536482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EJeCMT4KegM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; quando non sai cosa fare, ma perche prima hai fatto quello che non dovevi. E alla sera, ti basta uscire dalla solita porta, per guardare il cielo, come unico sovrano.e il cielo non finisce qui. ognuno sembra avere il suo, per non non confondersi che il cielo è tutto ciò che concerne la nostra vita ,la nostra eternità ..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4530954841217114328?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4530954841217114328/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-freddo-sentire-il-cielo-del-non.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4530954841217114328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4530954841217114328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-freddo-sentire-il-cielo-del-non.html' title='Com’è freddo sentire, il cielo del non voler capire; proprio in mezzo al di’,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugRlvHyOPMU/TyD0agmQUnI/AAAAAAAACOE/wVOefI6Sr2M/s72-c/alina13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-188493546259212441</id><published>2012-01-24T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:57:38.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrivo perché ho bisogno di farlo e perché non ho mai osato annullare le mie emozioni ,dolori ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L6YDP3mYBvs/Tx-n3AQA2sI/AAAAAAAACNs/GJvy924oozY/s1600/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L6YDP3mYBvs/Tx-n3AQA2sI/AAAAAAAACNs/GJvy924oozY/s320/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701460216676145858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIaauHX5yNc/Tx-nsfLzU5I/AAAAAAAACNg/YJw4cb4GSEo/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIaauHX5yNc/Tx-nsfLzU5I/AAAAAAAACNg/YJw4cb4GSEo/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701460036001420178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Quì trasformo i miei sogni e i miei desideri in parole. La vita è bellissima ma non è una passeggiata e non basterebbe l'infinito per spiegare il "perché". Quei perché sono tanti ... e sono tutti miei. Indietro non si torna ed il mio viaggio continua. ..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-188493546259212441?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/188493546259212441/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrivo-perche-ho-bisogno-di-farlo-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/188493546259212441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/188493546259212441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/scrivo-perche-ho-bisogno-di-farlo-e.html' title='Scrivo perché ho bisogno di farlo e perché non ho mai osato annullare le mie emozioni ,dolori ..'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L6YDP3mYBvs/Tx-n3AQA2sI/AAAAAAAACNs/GJvy924oozY/s72-c/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6012476720131318002</id><published>2012-01-24T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:44:43.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NON METTERTI CONTRO DI ME PERCHE'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbBi1opxomk/Tx8KJQuW84I/AAAAAAAACNU/C0HHcXXbcjg/s1600/splashpageku8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbBi1opxomk/Tx8KJQuW84I/AAAAAAAACNU/C0HHcXXbcjg/s320/splashpageku8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701286807498847106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZlHi3-WiLY/Tx8JqcFs-LI/AAAAAAAACNI/NC5RSTug4RE/s1600/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZlHi3-WiLY/Tx8JqcFs-LI/AAAAAAAACNI/NC5RSTug4RE/s320/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701286277973604530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xm9TaX6ub0I?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA AMICO POSSO FARTI VEDERE IL PARADISO MA DA NEMICO TI PORTERO' ALL'INFERNO. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6012476720131318002?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6012476720131318002/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/per-un-amico-speciale.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6012476720131318002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6012476720131318002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/per-un-amico-speciale.html' title='NON METTERTI CONTRO DI ME PERCHE&apos;...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbBi1opxomk/Tx8KJQuW84I/AAAAAAAACNU/C0HHcXXbcjg/s72-c/splashpageku8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3185747047299010896</id><published>2012-01-24T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:06:10.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>le poesie sono vita vissuta che urlano nel buio passera' prima o poi questo piccolo dolore che c'e' in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fN7yzIdMiD4/Tx7zB9PcKWI/AAAAAAAACM8/SAHj8blXBr0/s1600/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fN7yzIdMiD4/Tx7zB9PcKWI/AAAAAAAACM8/SAHj8blXBr0/s320/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701261393242368354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mi farà sentire come una farfalla&lt;br /&gt;in balia del vento e della nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;a scrivere una poesia che non so&lt;br /&gt;se piacerà..La inventerò tramite le mie emozioni ,il dolore&lt;br /&gt;ma quel piccolo o grande dolore&lt;br /&gt;prima o poi svanirà&lt;br /&gt;anche se il tempo sarà tiranno&lt;br /&gt;la mia anima sarà sublime&lt;br /&gt;A qualcosa la mia poesia servirà&lt;br /&gt;per chi arriva sempre ultimo&lt;br /&gt;per chi si dice addio&lt;br /&gt;per ricordare le emozioni che non senti&lt;br /&gt;perchè le hai perdute dentro&lt;br /&gt;per guardare questa vita che non va&lt;br /&gt;che (Ti ammazza d'illusioni) .....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3185747047299010896?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3185747047299010896/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-poesie-sono-vita-vissuta-che-urlano_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3185747047299010896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3185747047299010896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-poesie-sono-vita-vissuta-che-urlano_24.html' title='le poesie sono vita vissuta che urlano nel buio passera&apos; prima o poi questo piccolo dolore che c&apos;e&apos; in me.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fN7yzIdMiD4/Tx7zB9PcKWI/AAAAAAAACM8/SAHj8blXBr0/s72-c/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3649103857722321025</id><published>2012-01-24T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:22:13.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastoni e pietre possono spezzarmi le ossa, ma le mie parole voleranno lontano;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elA9ImQb4cY/Tx7ar-d1SFI/AAAAAAAACMY/Q__OYIJ7ZF8/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elA9ImQb4cY/Tx7ar-d1SFI/AAAAAAAACMY/Q__OYIJ7ZF8/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701234627334981714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non potrai mai fermare il vento che le sussurrerà&lt;br /&gt;né mai fermarne il cammino,&lt;br /&gt;perchè esse saranno&lt;br /&gt;libere....&lt;br /&gt;di viaggiare lontano da ogni forma di odio,&lt;br /&gt;ogni oltre stupida convinzione umana&lt;br /&gt;dove ognuno è sempre meglio di altri!!!alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3649103857722321025?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3649103857722321025/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/bastoni-e-pietre-possono-spezzarmi-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3649103857722321025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3649103857722321025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/bastoni-e-pietre-possono-spezzarmi-le.html' title='Bastoni e pietre possono spezzarmi le ossa, ma le mie parole voleranno lontano;'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elA9ImQb4cY/Tx7ar-d1SFI/AAAAAAAACMY/Q__OYIJ7ZF8/s72-c/amantipoeti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7582831752061606333</id><published>2012-01-22T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:59:57.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La grande prova, lontano, che è esistita, che esiste, che mi ha amato, sì, che mi stai amando ancora.Non ho bisogno di certezze...Noi siamo L'eternità</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHa6Xly64VM/TxxAhz_yfAI/AAAAAAAACMM/Dfj37v2ZdeI/s1600/398642_284721714917364_284709834918552_777676_1240370485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHa6Xly64VM/TxxAhz_yfAI/AAAAAAAACMM/Dfj37v2ZdeI/s320/398642_284721714917364_284709834918552_777676_1240370485_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700502177981824002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yK_jq2Ntsm4/TxxAZbAGreI/AAAAAAAACMA/-d9chN-lqOA/s1600/199262_202149126476094_114552431902431_641013_1329010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yK_jq2Ntsm4/TxxAZbAGreI/AAAAAAAACMA/-d9chN-lqOA/s320/199262_202149126476094_114552431902431_641013_1329010_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700502033833307618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MiRBnTGssBk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;ho sciolto i miei capelli li ho lasciati in libertà,la mia voce potrebbe avvolgerti come la notte.potrei stringere la tua testa sul mio petto .nella dolce solitudine ,non ti guarderei in viso.leggerei i tuoi pensieri nei tuoi occhi verdi .io entro dagli occhi e non nelle orecchie.oasi,labirinti ,incrocio nei miei occhi e ripenso alla dolcezza a quanto sarà stata vera ,e se un giorno potrò incontrare la tua anima .guardami ,dal ricordo di noi si distilla in noi un isola d'incanto .se non ci fosse la tua essenza,il sole si spegnerebbe .ti stringerò per dirti .i sogni son belli come il tuo volto,lontani come i tuoi occhi....zampetti pasqualina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7582831752061606333?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7582831752061606333/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-grande-prova-lontano-che-e-esistita.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7582831752061606333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7582831752061606333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-grande-prova-lontano-che-e-esistita.html' title='La grande prova, lontano, che è esistita, che esiste, che mi ha amato, sì, che mi stai amando ancora.Non ho bisogno di certezze...Noi siamo L&apos;eternità'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHa6Xly64VM/TxxAhz_yfAI/AAAAAAAACMM/Dfj37v2ZdeI/s72-c/398642_284721714917364_284709834918552_777676_1240370485_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2430227609005793607</id><published>2012-01-21T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:45:01.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensate di me ciò che volete... In ogni caso la strada che seguirò sarà sempre la stessa... La Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuMX-DpW_FU/Txrrhk0xjDI/AAAAAAAACL0/M-vlIvN-f9w/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuMX-DpW_FU/Txrrhk0xjDI/AAAAAAAACL0/M-vlIvN-f9w/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700127240444021810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'orgoglio si può mettere da parte ma la dignità non si perde per nessuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2430227609005793607?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2430227609005793607/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/pensate-di-me-cio-che-volete-in-ogni.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2430227609005793607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2430227609005793607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/pensate-di-me-cio-che-volete-in-ogni.html' title='Pensate di me ciò che volete... In ogni caso la strada che seguirò sarà sempre la stessa... La Mia!'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vuMX-DpW_FU/Txrrhk0xjDI/AAAAAAAACL0/M-vlIvN-f9w/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4294570344163279227</id><published>2012-01-21T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:24:56.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le ombre si distendono scende ormai la sera e s'allontanano dietro i monti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2fMLqBGWE/Txrm0iftcCI/AAAAAAAACLg/bhpyneHLnl0/s1600/6omp6x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2fMLqBGWE/Txrm0iftcCI/AAAAAAAACLg/bhpyneHLnl0/s320/6omp6x.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700122068678176802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4V7N7vDeoOA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Davanti a noi l'umanità&lt;br /&gt;lotta, soffre e spera&lt;br /&gt;come una terra che nell'arsura&lt;br /&gt;chiede l'acqua da un cielo senza nuvole&lt;br /&gt;ma che sempre ne può dare vita&lt;br /&gt;con te saremo sorgente d'acqua pura&lt;br /&gt;con te fra noi il deserto fiorirà....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4294570344163279227?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4294570344163279227/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-ombre-si-distendono-scende-ormai-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4294570344163279227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4294570344163279227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-ombre-si-distendono-scende-ormai-la.html' title='Le ombre si distendono scende ormai la sera e s&apos;allontanano dietro i monti'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2fMLqBGWE/Txrm0iftcCI/AAAAAAAACLg/bhpyneHLnl0/s72-c/6omp6x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2742287775791560702</id><published>2012-01-21T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:34:53.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(MI FAI PENA  RICORDALO )IO NON FACCIO SCONTI QUELLO CHE RICEVO RESTITUISCO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEk9wWFx3Dc/TxrbFkD54TI/AAAAAAAACLM/w_tGjigAvqY/s1600/alinasedutan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEk9wWFx3Dc/TxrbFkD54TI/AAAAAAAACLM/w_tGjigAvqY/s320/alinasedutan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700109167016665394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/35pdZPAlMMI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Pensavo che ogni uomo mente a se stesso&lt;br /&gt;E la bugia aiuta a vivere meglio&lt;br /&gt;Poi ho aperto gli occhi ed era tutto così&lt;br /&gt;Fratè non è un pianeta per me [oh no]&lt;br /&gt;Se non lo vedi il nemico è già in casa&lt;br /&gt;La verità [sbam] che ti arriva in faccia&lt;br /&gt;Se sei tra i pochi che ancora non è così&lt;br /&gt;Fratè non è un pianete per te [oh no]&lt;br /&gt;In questo momento quello che sento solo bugie ..in merito alle infamità io non faccio sconti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2742287775791560702?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2742287775791560702/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-no-mi-fai-pena-ricordalo-ma-non-per.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2742287775791560702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2742287775791560702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-no-mi-fai-pena-ricordalo-ma-non-per.html' title='(MI FAI PENA  RICORDALO )IO NON FACCIO SCONTI QUELLO CHE RICEVO RESTITUISCO!!!!'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEk9wWFx3Dc/TxrbFkD54TI/AAAAAAAACLM/w_tGjigAvqY/s72-c/alinasedutan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5060907473282826735</id><published>2012-01-20T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:32:57.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KE DELUSIONE S'INCONTRANO PERSONE CHE SEMBRANO ANGELI E POI ALL'IMPROVVISO SCOPRI CHE NON HANNO ALI MA SOLO CORNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMgh79n6-go/TxlCtOaam6I/AAAAAAAACKc/781lLqNNuBM/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Parlami delle stelle che pungono la notte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UK2dGRw9Ta8/TxkeZpPFh5I/AAAAAAAACKQ/UR2n6URdGR4/s1600/di-287D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UK2dGRw9Ta8/TxkeZpPFh5I/AAAAAAAACKQ/UR2n6URdGR4/s320/di-287D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699620229328766866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICXlhITFb64/TxkeTVNVMOI/AAAAAAAACKE/j5NYB4xUzV4/s1600/di-Q070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICXlhITFb64/TxkeTVNVMOI/AAAAAAAACKE/j5NYB4xUzV4/s320/di-Q070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699620120873480418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Lz6mJj2PKE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; Toglimi il respiro... Amami... con l'abilità di un poeta  senza voglia&lt;br /&gt;di redimersi,mandami rose rosse come il nostro sangue ,la nostra passione ,il nostro cuore colmo d'amore... Parlami di Te... Toglimi il respiro... Affinchè il mio cuore prenda ogni goccia&lt;br /&gt;d 'amore. ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8143691874174856436?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8143691874174856436/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/portami-con-te-parlami-delle-stelle-che.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8143691874174856436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8143691874174856436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/portami-con-te-parlami-delle-stelle-che.html' title='Portami con te... Parlami delle stelle che pungono la notte...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UK2dGRw9Ta8/TxkeZpPFh5I/AAAAAAAACKQ/UR2n6URdGR4/s72-c/di-287D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2623443397887361071</id><published>2012-01-19T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:20:29.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>le poesie  sono vita vissuta che urlano nel buio passera' prima o poi questo piccolo dolore che c'e' in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ae3jLeHhe4/TxkVtE3VJCI/AAAAAAAACJg/KCuVFBNZCyk/s1600/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ae3jLeHhe4/TxkVtE3VJCI/AAAAAAAACJg/KCuVFBNZCyk/s320/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699610667558183970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTR5BJRV-xg/TxkUMVMQXiI/AAAAAAAACJU/ibgCgOY6Keo/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HTR5BJRV-xg/TxkUMVMQXiI/AAAAAAAACJU/ibgCgOY6Keo/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699609005493607970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mi farà sentire  come una farfalla&lt;br /&gt;in balia del vento e della nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;a scrivere  una poesia  che non so &lt;br /&gt;se piacerà..La inventerò tramite le mie emozioni ,il dolore&lt;br /&gt;ma quel piccolo o grande dolore &lt;br /&gt;prima o poi svanirà&lt;br /&gt;anche se il tempo sarà tiranno &lt;br /&gt;la mia anima sarà sublime &lt;br /&gt;A qualcosa la mia poesia servirà&lt;br /&gt;per chi arriva sempre ultimo&lt;br /&gt;per chi si dice addio &lt;br /&gt;per ricordare  le emozioni  che non senti&lt;br /&gt;perchè le hai perdute dentro&lt;br /&gt;per  guardare questa vita che non va&lt;br /&gt;che (Ti ammazza d'illusioni) .....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2623443397887361071?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2623443397887361071/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-poesie-sono-vita-vissuta-che-urlano.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2623443397887361071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2623443397887361071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-poesie-sono-vita-vissuta-che-urlano.html' title='le poesie  sono vita vissuta che urlano nel buio passera&apos; prima o poi questo piccolo dolore che c&apos;e&apos; in me.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ae3jLeHhe4/TxkVtE3VJCI/AAAAAAAACJg/KCuVFBNZCyk/s72-c/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2717411253663331630</id><published>2012-01-19T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:53:40.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raccontami, non dei viaggi che hai fatto, delle scommesse che hai vinto, dei traguardi raggiunti,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bu8lKg64NE/TxkPbjJTBaI/AAAAAAAACJI/9_gPzLTNXHU/s1600/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bu8lKg64NE/TxkPbjJTBaI/AAAAAAAACJI/9_gPzLTNXHU/s320/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699603769379194274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8uyPo8QvtcY/TxkPWBphFSI/AAAAAAAACI8/iu9ZIH0HLWc/s1600/800px-Swing_Bridge_Taranto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8uyPo8QvtcY/TxkPWBphFSI/AAAAAAAACI8/iu9ZIH0HLWc/s320/800px-Swing_Bridge_Taranto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699603674488182050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  dei sogni realizzati, raccontami dei viaggi che non hai fatto, delle sconfitte subite, delle ferite che t'hanno segnato l'anima. Raccontami degli amori persi, delle lacrime cadute, delle volte che hai sperato inutilmente, raccontami di te...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2717411253663331630?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2717411253663331630/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/raccontami-non-dei-viaggi-che-hai-fatto.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2717411253663331630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2717411253663331630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/raccontami-non-dei-viaggi-che-hai-fatto.html' title='Raccontami, non dei viaggi che hai fatto, delle scommesse che hai vinto, dei traguardi raggiunti,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bu8lKg64NE/TxkPbjJTBaI/AAAAAAAACJI/9_gPzLTNXHU/s72-c/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-937395848282093829</id><published>2012-01-19T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:56:53.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il mio viaggio nella notte tra le tue braccia, è una poesia da leggere piano, dove il cuore diventa velluto, calore, estasi infinita.... ♥♥♥.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Z2SGlOXb0/Txh1f72dYiI/AAAAAAAACIw/YcBrpdAJup8/s1600/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Z2SGlOXb0/Txh1f72dYiI/AAAAAAAACIw/YcBrpdAJup8/s320/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699434519939867170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGirpXBR8nQ/Txh1Z2Pt8VI/AAAAAAAACIk/eYBPLjKoI7A/s1600/71mareuomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JGirpXBR8nQ/Txh1Z2Pt8VI/AAAAAAAACIk/eYBPLjKoI7A/s320/71mareuomo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699434415355982162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-937395848282093829?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/937395848282093829/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-mio-viaggio-nella-notte-tra-le-tue.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/937395848282093829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/937395848282093829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-mio-viaggio-nella-notte-tra-le-tue.html' title='Il mio viaggio nella notte tra le tue braccia, è una poesia da leggere piano, dove il cuore diventa velluto, calore, estasi infinita.... ♥♥♥.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0Z2SGlOXb0/Txh1f72dYiI/AAAAAAAACIw/YcBrpdAJup8/s72-c/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-492107519267663516</id><published>2012-01-19T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:34:03.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONO STANCA DI CAPIRE E PERDONARE DA OGGI NON FACCIO PIU' SCONTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALBEaUSjRdc/TxhiFIevCJI/AAAAAAAACIY/oea_7sGZmGU/s1600/ali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALBEaUSjRdc/TxhiFIevCJI/AAAAAAAACIY/oea_7sGZmGU/s320/ali1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699413168752625810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwMxHsxvFpU/Txhh8_jTVmI/AAAAAAAACIM/LCK1EUnjsmM/s1600/educazionen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwMxHsxvFpU/Txhh8_jTVmI/AAAAAAAACIM/LCK1EUnjsmM/s320/educazionen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699413028916909666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-492107519267663516?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/492107519267663516/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/sono-stanca-di-capire-e-perdonare-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/492107519267663516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/492107519267663516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/sono-stanca-di-capire-e-perdonare-da.html' title='SONO STANCA DI CAPIRE E PERDONARE DA OGGI NON FACCIO PIU&apos; SCONTI'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALBEaUSjRdc/TxhiFIevCJI/AAAAAAAACIY/oea_7sGZmGU/s72-c/ali1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7643651620395759558</id><published>2012-01-19T09:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:43:25.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'INTELLETTUALE........ lesse misto di lingue biforcute, polli al sangue con un pizzico di curry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2BWUBMkCjFQ/TxhWNnS8MZI/AAAAAAAACIA/hI0OAySrHe0/s1600/832yd6t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2BWUBMkCjFQ/TxhWNnS8MZI/AAAAAAAACIA/hI0OAySrHe0/s320/832yd6t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699400120324075922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patatine salate fritte nell'aria inquinata. Acini d'uva su un piatto vuoto. Acidità di stomaco. Improvvisamente vomito. Mi sveglio di soprassalto anche in sogno, mi succede come nella realtà.. Ora ricordo, ho sognato un'intellettuale. Cervello in stagni maleodoranti. Semolini di segature. Che incubo.::alina zampetti.lady ambra nome d'arte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7643651620395759558?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7643651620395759558/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/lintellettuale-lesse-misto-di-lingue.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7643651620395759558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7643651620395759558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/lintellettuale-lesse-misto-di-lingue.html' title='L&apos;INTELLETTUALE........ lesse misto di lingue biforcute, polli al sangue con un pizzico di curry.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2BWUBMkCjFQ/TxhWNnS8MZI/AAAAAAAACIA/hI0OAySrHe0/s72-c/832yd6t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1614844778259432841</id><published>2012-01-19T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:58:24.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti Toglierò   il respiro  ... con l'abilità di un peccatore senza voglia di redimersi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaQocPsKR3k/TxhTA4ucBFI/AAAAAAAACH0/FH-AoKHW9DI/s1600/IO%2BCOMBATTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaQocPsKR3k/TxhTA4ucBFI/AAAAAAAACH0/FH-AoKHW9DI/s320/IO%2BCOMBATTO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699396603129627730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUegpmnfPpE/TxhS2Igs7TI/AAAAAAAACHo/1tnmkLfgSXg/s1600/il%2Bmio%2Barcoooooooooooooooooooooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUegpmnfPpE/TxhS2Igs7TI/AAAAAAAACHo/1tnmkLfgSXg/s320/il%2Bmio%2Barcoooooooooooooooooooooooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699396418388421938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Parlerò di Te ... Togliendoti il respiro ... Affinchè il tuo cuore prenda ogni goccia&lt;br /&gt;del mio dolore . Vorrei morire di questo dolore che sento e che provo per la tua INFAMITA'GRATUITA   ... RILEGGO IL TOMENTONE DEI TUOI MESSAGGI .ti toglierò il sonno .  Mi fidavo di te, ma una voce nell'ombra mi avvisava ogni notte .(TI TRADIRà) Orbene tutto  è compiuto, altro non puoi contro di me . E non posso fare a meno di pensare al perché è andata a finire così, cosa ho fatto di sbagliato se non fidarmi  oltre il confine del tuo odio!!!Pagherai un giorno quella porta che hai sbattuto, chiudendoci dentro la mia dignità   senza un perchè ,con te lo farò, ti distruggerò ,ti elargirò  con la tua stessa  moneta    .ci puoi contare ,fidati  !!!alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1614844778259432841?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1614844778259432841/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/ti-togliero-il-respiro-con-labilita-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1614844778259432841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1614844778259432841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/ti-togliero-il-respiro-con-labilita-di.html' title='Ti Toglierò   il respiro  ... con l&apos;abilità di un peccatore senza voglia di redimersi'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaQocPsKR3k/TxhTA4ucBFI/AAAAAAAACH0/FH-AoKHW9DI/s72-c/IO%2BCOMBATTO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8236474275466001820</id><published>2012-01-18T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:59:11.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quelle come me…. è come una goccia d’acqua nel deserto ciondolante.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-RB9uztKMg/TxexKaRIcoI/AAAAAAAACHc/IVDdSLnG4-E/s1600/ambra%2Bpc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-RB9uztKMg/TxexKaRIcoI/AAAAAAAACHc/IVDdSLnG4-E/s320/ambra%2Bpc.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699218645868638850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelle come me sono capaci di grandi amori e grandi collere, grandi litigi e grandi pianti grandi perdoni.&lt;br /&gt;Quelle come me non tradiscono mai.&lt;br /&gt;Quelle come me hanno valori che sono incastrati nella testa come se fossero pezzi di un puzzle, dove ogni singolo pezzo ha il suo incastro e lì deve andare.&lt;br /&gt;Niente per loro è sottotono, niente è superficiale o scontato, non le amiche, non i figli, non la famiglia, non gli amori che hanno voluto, che hanno cercato, e difeso e sopportato.&lt;br /&gt;Quelle come me regalano sogni, anche a costo di rimanerne prive.&lt;br /&gt;Quelle come me donano l'anima, perché un'anima da sola, è come una goccia d’acqua nel deserto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alda Merini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8236474275466001820?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8236474275466001820/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/quelle-come-me-e-come-una-goccia-dacqua.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8236474275466001820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8236474275466001820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/quelle-come-me-e-come-una-goccia-dacqua.html' title='Quelle come me…. è come una goccia d’acqua nel deserto ciondolante.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-RB9uztKMg/TxexKaRIcoI/AAAAAAAACHc/IVDdSLnG4-E/s72-c/ambra%2Bpc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-113134005038799190</id><published>2012-01-18T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:41:34.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non mi vendico mai del male ricevuto..Perche' ho imparato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkvwtR8grYg/TxetCHGwfdI/AAAAAAAACHU/4kY49VJc4P4/s1600/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkvwtR8grYg/TxetCHGwfdI/AAAAAAAACHU/4kY49VJc4P4/s320/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699214105239387602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che si gode di piu' quando la vendetta arriva senza che io abbia mosso un dito!!!alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-113134005038799190?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/113134005038799190/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/non-mi-vendico-mai-del-male.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/113134005038799190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/113134005038799190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/non-mi-vendico-mai-del-male.html' title='Non mi vendico mai del male ricevuto..Perche&apos; ho imparato'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkvwtR8grYg/TxetCHGwfdI/AAAAAAAACHU/4kY49VJc4P4/s72-c/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5409206041570535087</id><published>2012-01-18T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:55:57.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gli sconosciuti ti amano e ti elogiano e le persone a te vicine ti danneggiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsXfq0sSRZw/TxcVthCo-oI/AAAAAAAACHE/dQ4ozOF6ezA/s1600/maNI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsXfq0sSRZw/TxcVthCo-oI/AAAAAAAACHE/dQ4ozOF6ezA/s320/maNI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699047725168392834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con quelle parole che tagliano la pelle&lt;br /&gt;peggio delle lame affilate che sfiorano i polsi....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-5409206041570535087?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/5409206041570535087/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/gli-sconosciuti-ti-amano-e-ti-elogiano.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5409206041570535087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5409206041570535087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/gli-sconosciuti-ti-amano-e-ti-elogiano.html' title='Gli sconosciuti ti amano e ti elogiano e le persone a te vicine ti danneggiano'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsXfq0sSRZw/TxcVthCo-oI/AAAAAAAACHE/dQ4ozOF6ezA/s72-c/maNI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2746094111879990875</id><published>2012-01-17T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:16:19.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il tradito potrà anche essere un ingenuo...ma il traditore rimarrà sempre un INFAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqfXkVJIYDQ/TxW67WympBI/AAAAAAAACG0/snzxSKEvvkI/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqfXkVJIYDQ/TxW67WympBI/AAAAAAAACG0/snzxSKEvvkI/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698666432400106514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2746094111879990875?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2746094111879990875/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-tradito-potra-anche-essere-un_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2746094111879990875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2746094111879990875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-tradito-potra-anche-essere-un_17.html' title='Il tradito potrà anche essere un ingenuo...ma il traditore rimarrà sempre un INFAME!'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqfXkVJIYDQ/TxW67WympBI/AAAAAAAACG0/snzxSKEvvkI/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1745828792327702025</id><published>2012-01-17T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:43:13.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piu' vivi una persona e meno la enfatizzi ,una cosa è metterla su un piedistallo blindato dal cristallo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8urJta36Dmk/TxW6gZeC54I/AAAAAAAACGo/mySSoM1WreE/s1600/404436_353508484666454_229361073747863_1727736_1101560179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8urJta36Dmk/TxW6gZeC54I/AAAAAAAACGo/mySSoM1WreE/s320/404436_353508484666454_229361073747863_1727736_1101560179_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698665969262716802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove ogni angolazione ne mostra un effetto straordinariamente luminoso e colorato altra è vederla fattivamente, scrutarne ogni movimento e ascoltarne i discorsi ,qui possono cadere quelli che definivamo miti.....Aina Zampetti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1745828792327702025?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1745828792327702025/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/piu-vivi-una-persona-e-meno-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1745828792327702025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1745828792327702025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/piu-vivi-una-persona-e-meno-la.html' title='Piu&apos; vivi una persona e meno la enfatizzi ,una cosa è metterla su un piedistallo blindato dal cristallo'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8urJta36Dmk/TxW6gZeC54I/AAAAAAAACGo/mySSoM1WreE/s72-c/404436_353508484666454_229361073747863_1727736_1101560179_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3478324140880494525</id><published>2012-01-17T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:43:42.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la falsità la usano i dannati ,gli infelici,gli avidi,i poveri di cuore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCe8Jbdyxg/TxVe6TlmKZI/AAAAAAAACGc/PRdQtrDy2oA/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCe8Jbdyxg/TxVe6TlmKZI/AAAAAAAACGc/PRdQtrDy2oA/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698565259290618258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPZNgjSbfpA/TxVeTeDeUxI/AAAAAAAACGE/IT7ZoHXqLHo/s1600/314731_2587886608alina%2Bzampetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPZNgjSbfpA/TxVeTeDeUxI/AAAAAAAACGE/IT7ZoHXqLHo/s320/314731_2587886608alina%2Bzampetti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698564592085390098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RXPZPLxs0c8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c’è chi mente per il gusto di mentire. Per vantarsi o “farsi bello”. Per cercare di sedurre, o stupire, o rendersi interessante. Per offrire consigli non richiesti. Per fingere competenze che non ha. Per nascondere o travestire ciò che non vuol far sapere. Per il gusto (spesso sgradevole) del pettegolezzo. Per nuocere un avversario o qualcuno che gli è antipatico. Per vedere quanti e come “ci cascano”. O anche solo per abitudine. Ci vuole coraggio, per dire la verità? Talvolta si. Ma mentire è sempre una vigliaccheria. anche tacere, se è per opportunismo...la falsità è l'anticamera del diavolo ..falsi si nasce non lo si diventa. oltre ad essere falsi c'è l'infamità .tutto ciò  dannerà la notte a coloro che hanno queste caratteristiche ,non potranno dormire....Senza il sonno  s'impazzisce....A ciascuno quello che merita ..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3478324140880494525?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3478324140880494525/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-falsita-la-usano-i-dannati-gli.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3478324140880494525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3478324140880494525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-falsita-la-usano-i-dannati-gli.html' title='la falsità la usano i dannati ,gli infelici,gli avidi,i poveri di cuore'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCe8Jbdyxg/TxVe6TlmKZI/AAAAAAAACGc/PRdQtrDy2oA/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7074068295784964863</id><published>2012-01-16T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:53:30.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ora parla su stò dito!!!! INFAME!!! tanto sei bravo solo a parlare dietro le mie spalle...ma ormai me ne fotto di te!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZJI4LSZvlDM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;FOTTITI!!! PEZZO DI M....!senza pa...lle!!alina zampetti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7074068295784964863?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7074068295784964863/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/ora-parla-su-sto-dito-infame-tanto-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7074068295784964863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7074068295784964863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/ora-parla-su-sto-dito-infame-tanto-sei.html' title='ora parla su stò dito!!!! INFAME!!! tanto sei bravo solo a parlare dietro le mie spalle...ma ormai me ne fotto di te!!'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZJI4LSZvlDM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7621261917623961473</id><published>2012-01-15T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T09:50:04.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>un giorno amore rincorreremo punti invisibili e scriveremo la nostra magia ,i nostri sorrisi, e insieme scompariremo nella grande immensità...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--P_kjmXR5lg/TxMRyBYp2lI/AAAAAAAACF4/XhW0h2ZaYOs/s1600/alina16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--P_kjmXR5lg/TxMRyBYp2lI/AAAAAAAACF4/XhW0h2ZaYOs/s320/alina16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697917504616782418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1ETy3pcfqg/TxMRkmikFiI/AAAAAAAACFs/0_I0gmsOYXQ/s1600/AMOUR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1ETy3pcfqg/TxMRkmikFiI/AAAAAAAACFs/0_I0gmsOYXQ/s320/AMOUR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697917274072290850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UH0SzTt5qmI/TxMRe1ZTSlI/AAAAAAAACFg/sURhNoH1qsk/s1600/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UH0SzTt5qmI/TxMRe1ZTSlI/AAAAAAAACFg/sURhNoH1qsk/s320/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697917174980758098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XDcxNG9EsAQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Non so se è stato il caso o se si è concretizzato il destino , oppure forse noi due calamite così strette da trasformarsi in esistenza... Ma so che averti avuto nella mia vita è stato,volare ,creare . "vivere".&lt;br /&gt;ღஐღalina zampetti.ღஐღ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7621261917623961473?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7621261917623961473/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/un-giorno-amore-rincorreremo-punti.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7621261917623961473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7621261917623961473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/un-giorno-amore-rincorreremo-punti.html' title='un giorno amore rincorreremo punti invisibili e scriveremo la nostra magia ,i nostri sorrisi, e insieme scompariremo nella grande immensità...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--P_kjmXR5lg/TxMRyBYp2lI/AAAAAAAACF4/XhW0h2ZaYOs/s72-c/alina16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4747507273670978358</id><published>2012-01-13T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:48:47.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi innalza dei muri prima di conoscere una persona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8l_aFI441JI/TxEzWjXXvsI/AAAAAAAACFU/XCBjM0SkrMQ/s1600/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8l_aFI441JI/TxEzWjXXvsI/AAAAAAAACFU/XCBjM0SkrMQ/s320/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697391466143792834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_xlv9niKJM/TxEzIJxBvJI/AAAAAAAACFI/MHUuCCdFzjg/s1600/al%2Bmondo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_xlv9niKJM/TxEzIJxBvJI/AAAAAAAACFI/MHUuCCdFzjg/s320/al%2Bmondo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697391218753911954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ha conosciuto sempre e solo "calcolatori/trici" e non dà spazio a chi veramente può dare tanto senza Chiedere nulla!!!!!!!alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4747507273670978358?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4747507273670978358/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/chi-innalza-dei-muri-prima-di-conoscere.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4747507273670978358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4747507273670978358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/chi-innalza-dei-muri-prima-di-conoscere.html' title='Chi innalza dei muri prima di conoscere una persona'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8l_aFI441JI/TxEzWjXXvsI/AAAAAAAACFU/XCBjM0SkrMQ/s72-c/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6673691341750579943</id><published>2012-01-13T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:47:13.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poesia da brividi ,lo spirito s'innalza ,il mio cuore diventa morbido ,queste frasi lo coccolano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekqEve-yzJc/TxEW3NZ48uI/AAAAAAAACE8/1C8gtYtB064/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekqEve-yzJc/TxEW3NZ48uI/AAAAAAAACE8/1C8gtYtB064/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697360141347255010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00KzwSws4qM/TxEWfjY_AOI/AAAAAAAACEw/3EUOL5DwACU/s1600/a%2Bvolte%2Bincontri%2Bpersone%2Bspeciali.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00KzwSws4qM/TxEWfjY_AOI/AAAAAAAACEw/3EUOL5DwACU/s320/a%2Bvolte%2Bincontri%2Bpersone%2Bspeciali.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697359734932177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/deXs9PZSyZ0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;mi sento amata da tutti gli oceani. vivo di poesia la poesia mi rende positiva,energica,forte .questa sono io,vulcano,emozione,amore,passione,serenità ..Sarà difficile Non fare degli errori Senza l’aiuto di Di potenze Superiori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho fatto un patto sai Con le mie emozioni Le lascio vivere E loro non mi fanno fuori ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6673691341750579943?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6673691341750579943/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/poesia-da-brividi-lo-spirito-sinnalza.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6673691341750579943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6673691341750579943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/poesia-da-brividi-lo-spirito-sinnalza.html' title='poesia da brividi ,lo spirito s&apos;innalza ,il mio cuore diventa morbido ,queste frasi lo coccolano.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekqEve-yzJc/TxEW3NZ48uI/AAAAAAAACE8/1C8gtYtB064/s72-c/amantipoeti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4440178761856909597</id><published>2012-01-13T20:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:51:56.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarà difficile Non fare degli errori Senza l’aiuto di Di potenze Superiori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQ22aGmNRxc/TxEJ5u8SOfI/AAAAAAAACEk/Bpx3OcLzFXM/s1600/emozioni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQ22aGmNRxc/TxEJ5u8SOfI/AAAAAAAACEk/Bpx3OcLzFXM/s320/emozioni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697345891058465266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ho fatto un patto sai Con le mie emozioni Le lascio vivere E loro non mi fanno fuori ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4440178761856909597?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4440178761856909597/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/sara-difficile-non-fare-degli-errori.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4440178761856909597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4440178761856909597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/sara-difficile-non-fare-degli-errori.html' title='Sarà difficile Non fare degli errori Senza l’aiuto di Di potenze Superiori'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQ22aGmNRxc/TxEJ5u8SOfI/AAAAAAAACEk/Bpx3OcLzFXM/s72-c/emozioni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7435350309305874182</id><published>2012-01-13T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:43:02.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il tradito potrà anche essere un ingenuo...ma il traditore rimarrà sempre un INFAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ms0Rgja1KLg/TxB7L9BFaRI/AAAAAAAACEY/5didy837xgY/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ms0Rgja1KLg/TxB7L9BFaRI/AAAAAAAACEY/5didy837xgY/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697188973911566610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aH7XkYBBvQA/TxB7C4aiwBI/AAAAAAAACEM/VEGyDSa5rQc/s1600/educazionen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aH7XkYBBvQA/TxB7C4aiwBI/AAAAAAAACEM/VEGyDSa5rQc/s320/educazionen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697188818057347090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7435350309305874182?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7435350309305874182/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-tradito-potra-anche-essere-un.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7435350309305874182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7435350309305874182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-tradito-potra-anche-essere-un.html' title='Il tradito potrà anche essere un ingenuo...ma il traditore rimarrà sempre un INFAME!'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ms0Rgja1KLg/TxB7L9BFaRI/AAAAAAAACEY/5didy837xgY/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4350168131121782921</id><published>2012-01-08T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T02:55:39.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoro quando le persone pensano male di me almeno non corro il rischio di rimanere delusa in caso dovessero cambiare idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_It4ZDX36iI/Twl2JGTf8kI/AAAAAAAACEA/cj_2kC53htM/s1600/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_It4ZDX36iI/Twl2JGTf8kI/AAAAAAAACEA/cj_2kC53htM/s320/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695213102470001218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iF41DEFwR8g/Twl1wch4OeI/AAAAAAAACD0/8VLXRz6ZWzw/s1600/cucuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iF41DEFwR8g/Twl1wch4OeI/AAAAAAAACD0/8VLXRz6ZWzw/s320/cucuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695212678939163106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fQtoxPWZsyA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;puoi biasimarmi ,offendermi ..ma non potrai mai provare le bellezze ,le mie gioie e non potrai mai rubarmi la mia passione ,la mia anima ,il mio immenso ,la magia incantostana nei miei occhi ..finito il biasimo ,finisce il ballo e tu non potrai più cantare......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4350168131121782921?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4350168131121782921/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/adoro-quando-le-persone-pensano-male-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4350168131121782921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4350168131121782921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/adoro-quando-le-persone-pensano-male-di.html' title='Adoro quando le persone pensano male di me almeno non corro il rischio di rimanere delusa in caso dovessero cambiare idea'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_It4ZDX36iI/Twl2JGTf8kI/AAAAAAAACEA/cj_2kC53htM/s72-c/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2901870591961608167</id><published>2012-01-06T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:54:48.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una fredda sera di gennaio , una piazza , un'atmosfera magica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHnXmaVF98g/TwdRg5biZGI/AAAAAAAACDo/mvym323uN_g/s1600/379450_155416201loversn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHnXmaVF98g/TwdRg5biZGI/AAAAAAAACDo/mvym323uN_g/s320/379450_155416201loversn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694609879447266402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3J0sIrDmTA/TwdRV-tB2OI/AAAAAAAACDc/Ck0ae7WBXBo/s1600/comune-di-taranto-630x420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3J0sIrDmTA/TwdRV-tB2OI/AAAAAAAACDc/Ck0ae7WBXBo/s320/comune-di-taranto-630x420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694609691884247266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OZcahyrFZC0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;dove i pensieri più sobri vengono alla mente ... oscilla il mio pensiero ..ci sei Tu al centro dell'attenzione , ci sei Tu fisicamente celato da fredde mura di un antico palazzo....nella realtà , come per magia, i nostri occhi non si incrociano.. mentre la mia anima accarezza la Tua che alienata dal corpo si lascia trovare e viziare....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2901870591961608167?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2901870591961608167/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/una-fredda-sera-di-gennaio-una-piazza.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2901870591961608167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2901870591961608167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2012/01/una-fredda-sera-di-gennaio-una-piazza.html' title='Una fredda sera di gennaio , una piazza , un&apos;atmosfera magica'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHnXmaVF98g/TwdRg5biZGI/AAAAAAAACDo/mvym323uN_g/s72-c/379450_155416201loversn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2922016393604647772</id><published>2011-12-26T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:23:33.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>senza un gemito compaio e riscompaio ai giorni agli anni ed il mio sogno costante in questo disarticolato silenzio .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ3Zm9SMn5g/Tvgu_785LxI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-9MURm4wjEU/s1600/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ3Zm9SMn5g/Tvgu_785LxI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-9MURm4wjEU/s320/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690349805142355730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jeYRgqWcGKs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;non ho guardato gli altri .non sapranno che io sono dentro di te .non ho guardato se già altre braccia diverse dalle mie si sono unite alle tue.le mie braccia sono diverse, e diverso il calore delle nostre labbra .la nostra emozione parla del nostro eterno amore...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2922016393604647772?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2922016393604647772/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/senza-un-gemito-compaio-e-riscompaio-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2922016393604647772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2922016393604647772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/senza-un-gemito-compaio-e-riscompaio-ai.html' title='senza un gemito compaio e riscompaio ai giorni agli anni ed il mio sogno costante in questo disarticolato silenzio .'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZ3Zm9SMn5g/Tvgu_785LxI/AAAAAAAACDQ/-9MURm4wjEU/s72-c/399166_306355799404360_185480078158600_949576_809720937_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6446175015107051757</id><published>2011-12-26T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:16:36.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>terminate le feste..ridivento ladra di emozioni..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FShRkNCzzNA/TvgtXqCHApI/AAAAAAAACDE/J8odYUgzPIk/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FShRkNCzzNA/TvgtXqCHApI/AAAAAAAACDE/J8odYUgzPIk/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690348013626000018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3A0XyqYPdY/TvgtSIHqpGI/AAAAAAAACC4/6oSYgBhc-T0/s1600/ali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3A0XyqYPdY/TvgtSIHqpGI/AAAAAAAACC4/6oSYgBhc-T0/s320/ali1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690347918623155298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwPjJPUNr8s/TvgtM6WPwaI/AAAAAAAACCs/wBTMafaX8ks/s1600/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JwPjJPUNr8s/TvgtM6WPwaI/AAAAAAAACCs/wBTMafaX8ks/s320/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690347829026865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MybueNdC-Po?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;sono le tue emozioni che disciplinano il suono delle passioni,che sciolgono gli enigmi dei miei anni,increduli di tanta grazia.l'epilogo del tempo ha il colmo dei tuoi sorrisi.io ladra mi risposo dentro le tue emozioni ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6446175015107051757?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6446175015107051757/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/terminate-le-festeridivento-ladra-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6446175015107051757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6446175015107051757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/terminate-le-festeridivento-ladra-di.html' title='terminate le feste..ridivento ladra di emozioni..'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FShRkNCzzNA/TvgtXqCHApI/AAAAAAAACDE/J8odYUgzPIk/s72-c/amantipoeti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4561239439651648399</id><published>2011-12-17T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T05:55:04.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la gente parla perchè ignora la sua vita ,realtà fatta di ignoranza,arroganza,di scheletri in tutti i loro armadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZmJFVvytE/TuyfMfZzzRI/AAAAAAAACCg/45qyR6-IvRQ/s1600/ali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZmJFVvytE/TuyfMfZzzRI/AAAAAAAACCg/45qyR6-IvRQ/s320/ali1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687095466399091986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6Six-m8-mg/TuyfGL7Ew8I/AAAAAAAACCU/warNeDodfGk/s1600/bipl4p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6Six-m8-mg/TuyfGL7Ew8I/AAAAAAAACCU/warNeDodfGk/s320/bipl4p.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687095358090691522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pmEkJgm0BEk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;non ci sono chiavi per aprire il mio cuore,il mio confine è incapace di scegliere gli occhi sono chiusi .cè la quiete che torna ad ascoltare i battiti , lui dorme si sveglierà solo di fronte ad un altro cuore che sa dare lealtà e amore.cosi,piano piano senza rumore mi soffierà sul battito ....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4561239439651648399?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4561239439651648399/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-gente-parla-perche-ignora-la-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4561239439651648399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4561239439651648399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-gente-parla-perche-ignora-la-sua.html' title='la gente parla perchè ignora la sua vita ,realtà fatta di ignoranza,arroganza,di scheletri in tutti i loro armadi'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZmJFVvytE/TuyfMfZzzRI/AAAAAAAACCg/45qyR6-IvRQ/s72-c/ali1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7117762304086334752</id><published>2011-12-11T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T06:18:47.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quando verrai !Innamòrati di me, senza alcuna paura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjQAZkSj0SU/TuS7wep9uMI/AAAAAAAACCE/mGnoJievpdc/s1600/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjQAZkSj0SU/TuS7wep9uMI/AAAAAAAACCE/mGnoJievpdc/s320/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684875071185598658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojXh9oEQYwE/TuS7rgX4dZI/AAAAAAAACB4/n7MKuc13XI0/s1600/71mareuomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojXh9oEQYwE/TuS7rgX4dZI/AAAAAAAACB4/n7MKuc13XI0/s320/71mareuomo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684874985747281298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RnJHyGKhRfU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;del domani o del futuro,&lt;br /&gt;Vieni, e vola con me, in alto&lt;br /&gt;amami senza remore,ragalami&lt;br /&gt;un amore profondo caldo e unico,&lt;br /&gt;portami nei sogni del tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per viverli con te,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e baciami, per favore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toglimi il respiro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assillami di cure e di piccole carezze,&lt;br /&gt;sconvolgimi l'esistenza amore,&lt;br /&gt;per sentirmi l'unica donna al mondo.un assolo d'amore,quando verrai :perchè sarà più bello il mio prossimo amore ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7117762304086334752?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7117762304086334752/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/quando-verrai-innamorati-di-me-senza_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7117762304086334752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7117762304086334752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/quando-verrai-innamorati-di-me-senza_11.html' title='quando verrai !Innamòrati di me, senza alcuna paura'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjQAZkSj0SU/TuS7wep9uMI/AAAAAAAACCE/mGnoJievpdc/s72-c/383000_280744295304774_105606742818531_805412_693152728_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7949721670785090380</id><published>2011-12-08T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:44:39.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La pericolosa macchina di sangue è solo l'uomo..l'invidia e la superbia fanno il resto♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arKH9WJhW8Q/TuDpcJowLUI/AAAAAAAACBs/5o0B2sT8P7E/s1600/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arKH9WJhW8Q/TuDpcJowLUI/AAAAAAAACBs/5o0B2sT8P7E/s320/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683799399574023490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ulGFrcEKC4/TuDo8jdbM8I/AAAAAAAACBg/VliEShDZBsA/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ulGFrcEKC4/TuDo8jdbM8I/AAAAAAAACBg/VliEShDZBsA/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683798856750019522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xSbhWy9yFKc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli uomini conoscono cos'è un fucile, l'ho visto lo conosco anch'io tramite  immagini di esaltati per la guerra ...conosco uomini     senza  scrupoli  laureati che sfruttano la povera gente . ma lo sanno questi uomini cos'è morire per davvero ? quello di vedere morire povera gente senza fucile è un privilegio mio. gli uomini lo sanno che cos'è l'amore.???da quando ho visto tutto ciò , .conosco solo  il vero amore...alina zampetti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7949721670785090380?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7949721670785090380/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-pericolosa-macchina-di-sangue-e-solo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7949721670785090380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7949721670785090380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-pericolosa-macchina-di-sangue-e-solo.html' title='La pericolosa macchina di sangue è solo l&apos;uomo..l&apos;invidia e la superbia fanno il resto♥'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-arKH9WJhW8Q/TuDpcJowLUI/AAAAAAAACBs/5o0B2sT8P7E/s72-c/loonapix_13226632182573070597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6196836448693000105</id><published>2011-12-05T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:44:58.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alle ore che ciclettano il tempo ,scrivo lettere all'amore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vqvZGPnJYk/Ttz1BP54waI/AAAAAAAACBU/sZKKxhBE1tU/s1600/ali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vqvZGPnJYk/Ttz1BP54waI/AAAAAAAACBU/sZKKxhBE1tU/s320/ali.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682686231632724386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IRwENvPkb10/Ttz06a4sEfI/AAAAAAAACBI/oD2GPZfKlx4/s1600/393552_254916404ti%2Bamoooooooooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IRwENvPkb10/Ttz06a4sEfI/AAAAAAAACBI/oD2GPZfKlx4/s320/393552_254916404ti%2Bamoooooooooooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682686114321404402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qOG5ZpY6dxM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;..non sono mai stata cosi attaccata  all'amore,a una bocca   digrignata volta    al plenilunio con la congestione delle tue mani penetrate nel mio silenzio .disegno cuori sulle mie rime non si dissolvono  nei rivoli infiniti ma si poggiano sulle onde di mari infiniti .dallo spazio lasciato sul mio foglio colorato di questa poesia ,io entro e tu sei i colori del mondo..vuoi vedere che ti amo???..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6196836448693000105?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6196836448693000105/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/alle-ore-che-ciclettano-il-tempo-scrivo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6196836448693000105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6196836448693000105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/alle-ore-che-ciclettano-il-tempo-scrivo.html' title='alle ore che ciclettano il tempo ,scrivo lettere all&apos;amore.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vqvZGPnJYk/Ttz1BP54waI/AAAAAAAACBU/sZKKxhBE1tU/s72-c/ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2433838958722197576</id><published>2011-12-01T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:05:01.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>non è stato per caso se ho scelto te.nei momenti difficili ci sei con il tuo aiuto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxgRB9MsYRc/TtdRRohxKeI/AAAAAAAACA8/obE7iDhdR6c/s1600/30sg1f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxgRB9MsYRc/TtdRRohxKeI/AAAAAAAACA8/obE7iDhdR6c/s320/30sg1f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681098818329848290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9dZIN5n8Rw/TtdRM2MGjoI/AAAAAAAACAw/T65uz8SdE0k/s1600/ali1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9dZIN5n8Rw/TtdRM2MGjoI/AAAAAAAACAw/T65uz8SdE0k/s320/ali1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681098736097726082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EElpVz4Afvo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; __...posso procedere senza alcun timore..grazie..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2433838958722197576?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2433838958722197576/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-e-stato-per-caso-se-ho-scelto-tenei.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2433838958722197576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2433838958722197576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-e-stato-per-caso-se-ho-scelto-tenei.html' title='non è stato per caso se ho scelto te.nei momenti difficili ci sei con il tuo aiuto'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxgRB9MsYRc/TtdRRohxKeI/AAAAAAAACA8/obE7iDhdR6c/s72-c/30sg1f5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-36968688230630638</id><published>2011-11-24T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T05:59:46.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nel silenzio della mia anima tuona forte il Tuo ricordo,....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk5YQdW49yk/Ts5NQj0mWJI/AAAAAAAACAk/i2lS23KJkbQ/s1600/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk5YQdW49yk/Ts5NQj0mWJI/AAAAAAAACAk/i2lS23KJkbQ/s320/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678561127049877650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yc7NEdtE57Q/Ts5MPJv1sII/AAAAAAAACAY/8-u277AdnIc/s1600/alina325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yc7NEdtE57Q/Ts5MPJv1sII/AAAAAAAACAY/8-u277AdnIc/s320/alina325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678560003359092866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; chissà se ogni tanto faccio parte del Tuo mondo....Fino a quando mi terrai dietro questa vetrata ove tutto vedo , tutto sento ma nulla mi è permesso? Non pensare se io Ti penso, ma pensa se il mio pensiero possa essere gradito al Tuo.. Ricordati di me... fammi capire che ci sei...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-36968688230630638?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/36968688230630638/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/nel-silenzio-della-mia-anima-tuona.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/36968688230630638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/36968688230630638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/nel-silenzio-della-mia-anima-tuona.html' title='Nel silenzio della mia anima tuona forte il Tuo ricordo,....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk5YQdW49yk/Ts5NQj0mWJI/AAAAAAAACAk/i2lS23KJkbQ/s72-c/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6496172941294126328</id><published>2011-11-24T00:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T00:35:08.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sono riservata,sensibile ,amo il silenzio ,non amo sostare tra la moltitudine della gente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q4GYvvEBo0/Ts4BtWtTSWI/AAAAAAAACAM/znXoMA9hfyQ/s1600/oroooooooooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q4GYvvEBo0/Ts4BtWtTSWI/AAAAAAAACAM/znXoMA9hfyQ/s320/oroooooooooooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678478058862102882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTX_37wCeJ0/Ts4BcyGbOCI/AAAAAAAACAA/oNrBfxglRNE/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTX_37wCeJ0/Ts4BcyGbOCI/AAAAAAAACAA/oNrBfxglRNE/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678477774157461538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khDaYUGSGqE/Ts4BXEMJtBI/AAAAAAAAB_0/SvFt6OPXnbY/s1600/alina%2Billuminata.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khDaYUGSGqE/Ts4BXEMJtBI/AAAAAAAAB_0/SvFt6OPXnbY/s320/alina%2Billuminata.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678477675934102546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo dividere la mia serenità solo con pochi amici,amiche,sottraggo luce alla notte mia fedele amica ,mi edifico ,stagliata nei miei giorni seleziono visi,persone,ritratti coloro che camminano al mio fianco li amo ,sono pochi ,mi sussurrano la vita che prosegue senza scrupoli . c'è la tua voce che terse tutte le lacrime ...♥.alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6496172941294126328?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6496172941294126328/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/sono-riservatasensibile-amo-il-silenzio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6496172941294126328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6496172941294126328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/sono-riservatasensibile-amo-il-silenzio.html' title='Sono riservata,sensibile ,amo il silenzio ,non amo sostare tra la moltitudine della gente'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q4GYvvEBo0/Ts4BtWtTSWI/AAAAAAAACAM/znXoMA9hfyQ/s72-c/oroooooooooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7285767215949864957</id><published>2011-11-21T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:07:14.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>l'amore è infinito, e questo quello che provo per te. Il Sapore intenso dell'Amore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVRHURwzi3Q/TstKHNyAgFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/IxwnoftjUvQ/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVRHURwzi3Q/TstKHNyAgFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/IxwnoftjUvQ/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677713243049590866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efuI8JJCHoo/TstKB9_sgwI/AAAAAAAAB_c/nw9T_bkZSlc/s1600/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efuI8JJCHoo/TstKB9_sgwI/AAAAAAAAB_c/nw9T_bkZSlc/s320/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677713152912687874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-heGcRLSQ4dA/TstJ8m-oemI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/-83zXusSs4g/s1600/30sg1f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-heGcRLSQ4dA/TstJ8m-oemI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/-83zXusSs4g/s320/30sg1f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677713060834867810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Li0x5RSVvsY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;...Regalami solo un momento per guardare i tuoi occhi e sorridere .. si sa che io ci sono che non sono distante .... Chiudi gli occhi e senti che sei in me, la vita ci presenta .. sigillare il destino di questo patto d'amore.devo chiamare quando hai bisogno di me,? no . Se ascolti in silenzio tutto ciò che ho da dire non ci sono distanze... e quando la tristezza ti travolge .. basta prendere la mia mano .. e sentirai la forza ,il recupero ..non guardare l'orologio quando si tratta di condividere, dammi il tuo tempo senza alcuna condizione, se guardi nel dizionario della mia vita, il tuo nome sarà quello che troverai, quando cadrai ci sarò, capirai perchè ci proverai , hai conosciuto la mia pazienza, i miei scatti d'ira dammi un momento per dirti .. TI AMO MOLTO ... grazie per essere qui, per avermi accettato come sono, tu sei la mia lotteria, con una ricchezza spirituale che non si compra con i soldi, il tuo amore e altruista .non crollerà il nostro mondo ci porta nel cuore ,anche se non ci sono , ci sarà d'aspettare, ci riunirà nuovamente, avendo cura di avere sempre tempo per noi . per sempre .......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7285767215949864957?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7285767215949864957/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ron-stella-mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7285767215949864957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7285767215949864957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ron-stella-mia.html' title='l&apos;amore è infinito, e questo quello che provo per te. Il Sapore intenso dell&apos;Amore.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVRHURwzi3Q/TstKHNyAgFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/IxwnoftjUvQ/s72-c/amantipoeti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7686998476499247898</id><published>2011-11-20T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:13:29.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la vita è avere conosciuto te.ora riesco ad essere me stessa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EkKAtljVo/TsnsAhLkkaI/AAAAAAAAB_E/D4WLuYKZ9Xk/s1600/alina%2Bzampettii21n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EkKAtljVo/TsnsAhLkkaI/AAAAAAAAB_E/D4WLuYKZ9Xk/s320/alina%2Bzampettii21n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677328298928279970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82cW1OUUqXo/Tsnrh-IRF5I/AAAAAAAAB-4/XEPbvG9zH9I/s1600/30sg1f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82cW1OUUqXo/Tsnrh-IRF5I/AAAAAAAAB-4/XEPbvG9zH9I/s320/30sg1f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677327774123104146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/77XMtp2Sf3k?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; nella vita tu sei il mio successo..grazie di esistere  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7686998476499247898?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7686998476499247898/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/nek-la-vita-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7686998476499247898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7686998476499247898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/nek-la-vita-e.html' title='la vita è avere conosciuto te.ora riesco ad essere me stessa.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EkKAtljVo/TsnsAhLkkaI/AAAAAAAAB_E/D4WLuYKZ9Xk/s72-c/alina%2Bzampettii21n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-317708406956797562</id><published>2011-11-20T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:34:54.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sono lontana ora da te angelo volato senza ventaglio d'ali .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xk42_uLhzpY/TskQCF3PpOI/AAAAAAAAB-s/gi4POqgtc3k/s1600/ninetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xk42_uLhzpY/TskQCF3PpOI/AAAAAAAAB-s/gi4POqgtc3k/s320/ninetta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677086433396892898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig_hxuFdYH4/TskP5V_bINI/AAAAAAAAB-g/VxNlLblCgoI/s1600/alina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig_hxuFdYH4/TskP5V_bINI/AAAAAAAAB-g/VxNlLblCgoI/s320/alina..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677086283107344594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di te rimase un bacio lieve ,una domanda ? mi ami  .non lo sentisti il mio ti amo ,il rombo del motore nascose la mia voce il mio palpito d'amore.sono un guscio un involucro corteccia fredda di veleno che nel mio sangue bolle .sono vedova bianca divenuta nera per il peso e il fango che ho dovuto osservare,sopportare  in silenzio .parole di  giudici,avvocati un pieno di idiozie che volevo soffocare ,affogare..tu raffinato miele tessi la mia pazienza .sei il pieno di me della mia energia.mi affido a te dolce angelo,sei tu tramite giustizia divina che illumini i miei giorni.sei in ogni tutto formentandomi l'anima con parole d'amore....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-317708406956797562?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/317708406956797562/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/sono-lontana-ora-da-te-angelo-volato.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/317708406956797562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/317708406956797562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/sono-lontana-ora-da-te-angelo-volato.html' title='sono lontana ora da te angelo volato senza ventaglio d&apos;ali .....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xk42_uLhzpY/TskQCF3PpOI/AAAAAAAAB-s/gi4POqgtc3k/s72-c/ninetta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-84086477868075989</id><published>2011-11-20T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:09:35.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semplici pensieri.il solco dell'intelletto solca la mia vita...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o7JtybvU6s/TskKFUSvUrI/AAAAAAAAB-U/FMRiiKf8WxU/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o7JtybvU6s/TskKFUSvUrI/AAAAAAAAB-U/FMRiiKf8WxU/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677079891740152498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpxc-a5flg/TskKBBHfgdI/AAAAAAAAB-I/EBQuiRU8PII/s1600/alina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpxc-a5flg/TskKBBHfgdI/AAAAAAAAB-I/EBQuiRU8PII/s320/alina..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677079817873228242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come gli argini di un fiume senza foce.inalo ,il tempo di un respiro la mia aria.persa e ritrovata nell'universo delle mie idee .ne trapasso indenne il silenzioso vocio di gente falsa .ed in ogni suono sento la loro estensione crudele e biasimante che non mi tocca.l'approdo dell'onda della falsità integra la mia energia assorbita e ritrovata .mi restituisce integra nei miei giorni .con la convizione serena che loro torneranno negli inferi della negatività .la loro crudeltà,la mia forza .serena mi amo.&lt;br /&gt;Falsità, ipocrisia, opportunismo. tutto questo fa parte di un mondo che non voglio nemmeno sfiorare. se questo sei, qui non puoi stare !! Non aspettarti mai da me un "si" solo perchè ti fa piacere.. o un "bravo/a" solo perchè vuoi sentirtelo dire . e non ti dirò "hai ragione" solo ed esclusivamente per compiacerti !!! Io ti dirò sempre e solo ciò che penso.. non conosco mezzi termini.. nè mezze misure.il mio bicchiere e sempre colmo di acqua fresca.mi purifico alla mia sorgente .da me sentirai solo un dialogo diretto fatto di sincere parole e pensieri scaturiti da visioni vere. le mie labbra ti diranno unicamente ,la verità che ti fa male !!! alina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-84086477868075989?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/84086477868075989/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/semplici-pensieriil-solco_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/84086477868075989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/84086477868075989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/semplici-pensieriil-solco_20.html' title='semplici pensieri.il solco dell&apos;intelletto solca la mia vita...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_o7JtybvU6s/TskKFUSvUrI/AAAAAAAAB-U/FMRiiKf8WxU/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7503439895550946173</id><published>2011-11-20T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:02:55.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrivimi nel mio silenzio perchè non riesco a sopportare il tuo viso senza un sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEYmns3M1b8/TskIiKgEfXI/AAAAAAAAB98/USNT4U_7800/s1600/alina..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEYmns3M1b8/TskIiKgEfXI/AAAAAAAAB98/USNT4U_7800/s320/alina..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677078188304661874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDMSkOXGPcY/TskIdkgHI6I/AAAAAAAAB9w/7W7Lw9BiK3o/s1600/alina321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDMSkOXGPcY/TskIdkgHI6I/AAAAAAAAB9w/7W7Lw9BiK3o/s320/alina321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677078109384811426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xw5Umrilbvs/TskIR09hZGI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ZeOVfAujOYo/s1600/alina%2Bzampetti..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xw5Umrilbvs/TskIR09hZGI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ZeOVfAujOYo/s320/alina%2Bzampetti..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677077907644703842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non sono in grado di vivere senza la tua luce nel corollario del mio giorno per ogni giorno ,per ogni parola l'estremo alito del vento sui volti silenziosi ore,strappate al conto dei giorni istante.ruzzolati nel foro di una clesidra . scrivimi Appartengo a te; compererò il tempo di ogni sospiro ad una un incauta sera che non fa altro che parlarmi di te.e anche questo non basta. inventerò le parole ,suoni nuovi ,un tacito segreto alfabeto che io pronuncerò e tu,solo tu ,decifrerai nei silenzi beffardi della notte .scrivimi nel silenzio dell'anima!..........alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7503439895550946173?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7503439895550946173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/scrivimi-nel-mio-silenzio-perche-non.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7503439895550946173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7503439895550946173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/scrivimi-nel-mio-silenzio-perche-non.html' title='Scrivimi nel mio silenzio perchè non riesco a sopportare il tuo viso senza un sorriso'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEYmns3M1b8/TskIiKgEfXI/AAAAAAAAB98/USNT4U_7800/s72-c/alina..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7554153972930253455</id><published>2011-11-19T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:33:16.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ci sono persone a cui ti lega un filo invisibile ma fortissimo.. di affetto o di affinità</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGLPZ0Y1V7k/Tse-Jkr98II/AAAAAAAAB9U/K_iG4teXrN8/s1600/foto%2Bstrane.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGLPZ0Y1V7k/Tse-Jkr98II/AAAAAAAAB9U/K_iG4teXrN8/s320/foto%2Bstrane.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676714926999990402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgXdQSoYuCQ/Tse99VA6K3I/AAAAAAAAB9I/SmaTVB7gqJI/s1600/260462_10150223la%2Bvita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgXdQSoYuCQ/Tse99VA6K3I/AAAAAAAAB9I/SmaTVB7gqJI/s320/260462_10150223la%2Bvita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676714716634426226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; o di chissà che cos 'altro ancora... un filo che te le fa riconoscere in mezzo ad una folla sterminata prima ancora che siano materialmente visibili o da un particolare minimo e insignificante per gli altri, ma non per te... un filo che ti fa “sentire” quello che stanno facendo, pensando, sentendo.. e a volte perfino capire, con la lucidità che si può avere solo dal di fuori, quello che stanno per fare... ci sono persone che – siano dove siano e con chi vogliano – non riusciranno mai a esserti lontane abbastanza da essere lontane dal tuo cuore....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7554153972930253455?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7554153972930253455/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ci-sono-persone-cui-ti-lega-un-filo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7554153972930253455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7554153972930253455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ci-sono-persone-cui-ti-lega-un-filo.html' title='Ci sono persone a cui ti lega un filo invisibile ma fortissimo.. di affetto o di affinità'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGLPZ0Y1V7k/Tse-Jkr98II/AAAAAAAAB9U/K_iG4teXrN8/s72-c/foto%2Bstrane.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-9196926374669280976</id><published>2011-11-18T22:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:32:51.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mi chiamavi fiato mio ,mi adoravi uomo mio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIqdesE9M4/TsdMdfRz_sI/AAAAAAAAB88/U4nnrCZv51o/s1600/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIqdesE9M4/TsdMdfRz_sI/AAAAAAAAB88/U4nnrCZv51o/s320/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676589924819926722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iea3OV0OKOs/TsdMSeccK9I/AAAAAAAAB8w/peN31baYLHA/s1600/alina%2Bzampettii21n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iea3OV0OKOs/TsdMSeccK9I/AAAAAAAAB8w/peN31baYLHA/s320/alina%2Bzampettii21n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676589735617506258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ora sei diventato un angelo ,un alito di vento che soffia nella mia vita,&lt;br /&gt; un raggio di sole che da verità alle bugie dei corrotti e illumina i miei dubbi,le mie paure.........alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-9196926374669280976?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/9196926374669280976/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/mi-chiamavi-fiato-mio-mi-adoravi-uomo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9196926374669280976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9196926374669280976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/mi-chiamavi-fiato-mio-mi-adoravi-uomo.html' title='mi chiamavi fiato mio ,mi adoravi uomo mio.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIqdesE9M4/TsdMdfRz_sI/AAAAAAAAB88/U4nnrCZv51o/s72-c/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4999590035989981056</id><published>2011-11-17T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:46:35.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>novembre.data memorabile.30/11/2004.il mio modo crollò...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enm2-dO8NKc/TsX_HxINkWI/AAAAAAAAB8g/aASX9Wbviko/s1600/splashpageku8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enm2-dO8NKc/TsX_HxINkWI/AAAAAAAAB8g/aASX9Wbviko/s320/splashpageku8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676223414282326370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e51wK4_PJMw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; ..ora sono la regina del mio mondo perduto.alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4999590035989981056?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4999590035989981056/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/novembre-giusy-ferreri.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4999590035989981056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4999590035989981056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/novembre-giusy-ferreri.html' title='novembre.data memorabile.30/11/2004.il mio modo crollò...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enm2-dO8NKc/TsX_HxINkWI/AAAAAAAAB8g/aASX9Wbviko/s72-c/splashpageku8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1092752349301542647</id><published>2011-11-17T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:37:13.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adesso che non ho Più le mie illusioni Che cosa me ne frega Della VERITÀ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mquz9ilVFw0/TsX9EZKsybI/AAAAAAAAB8U/tvOwVPSK71Y/s1600/che%2Bbellaaaa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mquz9ilVFw0/TsX9EZKsybI/AAAAAAAAB8U/tvOwVPSK71Y/s320/che%2Bbellaaaa.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676221157287446962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-jSXs4wmNc/TsX8SnxnV7I/AAAAAAAAB8I/r5XcjJUPHnI/s1600/223635_1502331sigarettaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-jSXs4wmNc/TsX8SnxnV7I/AAAAAAAAB8I/r5XcjJUPHnI/s320/223635_1502331sigarettaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676220302215305138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adesso che ho capito&lt;br /&gt;Come va il mondo&lt;br /&gt;Che cosa me ne faccio Della SINCERITÀ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1092752349301542647?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1092752349301542647/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/adesso-che-non-ho-piu-le-mie-illusioni.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1092752349301542647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1092752349301542647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/adesso-che-non-ho-piu-le-mie-illusioni.html' title='Adesso che non ho Più le mie illusioni Che cosa me ne frega Della VERITÀ'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mquz9ilVFw0/TsX9EZKsybI/AAAAAAAAB8U/tvOwVPSK71Y/s72-c/che%2Bbellaaaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3723537613998745088</id><published>2011-11-16T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:24:46.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sono stata benedetta    perchè sono stata amata da te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Tq2qVV0rs/TsS2ty7LGwI/AAAAAAAAB78/ZvkmmcshKp8/s1600/AMOUR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Per tutti coloro che hanno la luce nel cuore...che splende come una stella che brilla in eterno... che vorrebbero dare a chi sa capire...e non capire il perche c'è qualcuno a cui piace ferire... Per tutti coloro che credono che basti un pensiero per migliorare il mondo... a voi tutti dico proviamo ad unire i nostri pensieri più belli, più unici ed incantevoli di ognuno di noi...e per un momento non si sentirà più fatica ,dolore e ogni cosa avrà un magnifico sapore... non importa se saremo in pochi o in tanti... l'unica cosa che conta è esistere...e noi esistiamo....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2997977272983489266?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2997977272983489266/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/lamore-eper-tutti-coloro-che-vivono-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2997977272983489266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2997977272983489266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/lamore-eper-tutti-coloro-che-vivono-in.html' title='L&apos;AMORE E&apos;.......per tutti coloro che vivono in un sogno e che amano sognare di vivere....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgdCrk_6ucw/TsORY1BuEJI/AAAAAAAAB7U/cq37GMyHqIE/s72-c/alina%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2Bpoltrona.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1809553293201290229</id><published>2011-11-14T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:05:30.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi perdona lo fà col CUORE...Ma quando dice basta... è per Sempre.....♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1AB5qO0hA0/TsFmds8Vq3I/AAAAAAAAB68/25C5luMt7oM/s1600/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1AB5qO0hA0/TsFmds8Vq3I/AAAAAAAAB68/25C5luMt7oM/s320/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929665930013554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vm2KR8Xkqdc/TsFmVNvJzAI/AAAAAAAAB6w/R2JlNt-ywVg/s1600/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vm2KR8Xkqdc/TsFmVNvJzAI/AAAAAAAAB6w/R2JlNt-ywVg/s320/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929520114256898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V9t18LtpsgQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;............................................................ti lasciai libero e questo mi addolorò,non ti chiesi tienimi sempre con te,non lasciarmi andare.non pretesi nulla..slegarti fù facile,difficile lasciarti libero -la carne è debole--non ti maledii io che perderti non osavo -misi il cuore in un cassetto, non eri mio .tutto il mondo non seppe e non saprà nulla di noi. tornare non lo avrei mai fatto ,nonostante avessi freddo senza te .giurai mai più catene ,solo aria e luce .preferii perderti ,dimenticarti ...non osavo credere e non era giusto , non potevo ma lo feci senza remore ..il mio amore era immenso ma,conoscevo te era nel tuo inferno che dovevi stare .me ne andai via di schiena perchè tu non tornassi mai più .ti ringrazio .-tu puoi avere tutto-non maledirmi-non ti ho mai promesso nulla, lo hai fatto tu con false bugie.non lo merito non farlo-.resta nel tuo regno e sii felice....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1809553293201290229?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1809553293201290229/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/chi-perdona-lo-fa-col-cuorema-quando.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1809553293201290229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1809553293201290229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/chi-perdona-lo-fa-col-cuorema-quando.html' title='Chi perdona lo fà col CUORE...Ma quando dice basta... è per Sempre.....♥'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1AB5qO0hA0/TsFmds8Vq3I/AAAAAAAAB68/25C5luMt7oM/s72-c/263590_1015022i%2Bricordi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6072583548296149914</id><published>2011-11-13T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:47:15.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non voglio che mi ami per la mia lontananza, voglio essere la tua realtà,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOGrubnZ6IQ/TsAevvlwc4I/AAAAAAAAB6A/vDvPVj77fzo/s1600/ram3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOGrubnZ6IQ/TsAevvlwc4I/AAAAAAAAB6A/vDvPVj77fzo/s320/ram3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674569336064340866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsN7b1NwKUc/TsAejoAwlXI/AAAAAAAAB50/iujv0yzoYSk/s1600/due%2Bcoppie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsN7b1NwKUc/TsAejoAwlXI/AAAAAAAAB50/iujv0yzoYSk/s320/due%2Bcoppie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674569127871681906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEZZ3G86i7Q/TsAeZb0y-vI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w9gMKS98sZA/s1600/amantipoeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GEZZ3G86i7Q/TsAeZb0y-vI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w9gMKS98sZA/s320/amantipoeti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674568952801590002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_-oa62PbXsQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;::voglio essere lo spazio in cui ti muovi,:voglio respirare la stessa aria &lt;br /&gt;che respiri tu ,bere dalla stessa fonte.Se fossi sole di raggi d'oro ti accenderei il giorno .se fossi certa che tu esisti ,ti porterei in verdi campi ,e danzerei sotto la luna .danzerei con te a piedi nudi laggiù, lontano da tutto e da tutti, per scrivere su una spiaggia deserta i nostri nomi.dirti e sapere che ci siamo solo noi. Sabbia che diventi granito, nomi mai più cancellati, tempo che si ricordi di un giorno, e lo porti avanti con se, anno dopo anno, sole dopo sole. Anche col vento più forte, anche nel grigio più triste, guardarti e sapere di quel giorno che mai svanisce nei calendari, cercare e vedere in me, in te, l’eternità del nostro pianeta ......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6072583548296149914?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6072583548296149914/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-voglio-che-mi-ami-per-la-mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6072583548296149914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6072583548296149914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-voglio-che-mi-ami-per-la-mia.html' title='Non voglio che mi ami per la mia lontananza, voglio essere la tua realtà,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOGrubnZ6IQ/TsAevvlwc4I/AAAAAAAAB6A/vDvPVj77fzo/s72-c/ram3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1696836643459873483</id><published>2011-11-11T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:41:11.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivi per chi ti ama.affronta chi ti sfida.ignora chi non ti pensa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ry5lHpS6sfw/Tr4VAHnDEWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/dqfofFD7i2c/s1600/spirito%2Bliberon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ry5lHpS6sfw/Tr4VAHnDEWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/dqfofFD7i2c/s320/spirito%2Bliberon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673995672320414050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th50v5hvPjA/Tr4UfQOFNaI/AAAAAAAAB5M/duqa9weet0E/s1600/ambra%2Bsignificato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th50v5hvPjA/Tr4UfQOFNaI/AAAAAAAAB5M/duqa9weet0E/s320/ambra%2Bsignificato.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673995107695932834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come un rapace, su te, dalla sua roccia, artiglierò la via che porta alla tua anima...io sarò capace, con maestria&lt;br /&gt;di far terra bruciata, e tanta pioggia&lt;br /&gt;sarò .energia pura,limpida&lt;br /&gt;positività . puoi biasimarmi ,offendermi ..ma non potrai mai provare le bellezze ,le mie gioie e non potrai mai rubarmi la mia passione ,la mia anima ,il mio immenso ,la magia incantostana nei miei occhi ..finito il biasimo ,finisce il ballo e tu non potrai più cantare......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1696836643459873483?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1696836643459873483/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/vivi-per-chi-ti-amaaffronta-chi-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1696836643459873483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1696836643459873483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/vivi-per-chi-ti-amaaffronta-chi-ti.html' title='vivi per chi ti ama.affronta chi ti sfida.ignora chi non ti pensa....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ry5lHpS6sfw/Tr4VAHnDEWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/dqfofFD7i2c/s72-c/spirito%2Bliberon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4051584790871767103</id><published>2011-11-11T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:50:40.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all'inizio sembro   forte,tenebrosa,arrogante . ma se mi conquisti ti dono anche L'ANIMA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PsJVRESFmY/Trzv7ICAq7I/AAAAAAAAB5A/tZaLcVQfAjs/s1600/alinaseduta_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PsJVRESFmY/Trzv7ICAq7I/AAAAAAAAB5A/tZaLcVQfAjs/s320/alinaseduta_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673673429627218866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_JEDNaC_Ls/TrzvzZ7lOYI/AAAAAAAAB40/9zb8K6_UZsY/s1600/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_JEDNaC_Ls/TrzvzZ7lOYI/AAAAAAAAB40/9zb8K6_UZsY/s320/donna%2Be%2Buomo%2Bche%2Bsi%2Bspecchia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673673296993139074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fN8TG3Nrdw4/TrzvmwKF4MI/AAAAAAAAB4o/FMCB36Usr1E/s1600/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fN8TG3Nrdw4/TrzvmwKF4MI/AAAAAAAAB4o/FMCB36Usr1E/s320/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673673079621279938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; quando dico di tenere ad una persona non mento..credo che ho  bisogno di attenzioni e dimostrazioni d'affetto ! posso apparire come una folle ma,sono  dolce,timida,romantica,testarda e a volte un pò acida...una donna normale...Non sarò speciale..Ma  posso dire  V℮RA ....Sono quel vento prima di una tempesta,o ti metti al riparo o vieni travolto... sono quel vento impetuoso che scompiglia i ricordi...sono quel vento che in silenzio ti accarezza il cuore...sono un "fulmine a ciel sereno"...sono la semplicità delle nuvole...sono musica, sono un sogno...sono i mille colori dispersi al tramonto... sono quel sorriso che ti ruba l'anima...sono grande e piccola...sono tutto e niente...sono l'amore che avvolge e sconvolge senza nessun preavviso... sono quella che sono...sono fatta così...Chi sono? Forse un segno, che vorresti cancellare ma NON puoi... ma può  chi  lo desidera nessuno lo trattiene .ma che sappia, indietro non si torna più .....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4051584790871767103?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4051584790871767103/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/allinizio-sembro-fortetenebrosaarrogant.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4051584790871767103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4051584790871767103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/allinizio-sembro-fortetenebrosaarrogant.html' title='all&apos;inizio sembro   forte,tenebrosa,arrogante . ma se mi conquisti ti dono anche L&apos;ANIMA...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PsJVRESFmY/Trzv7ICAq7I/AAAAAAAAB5A/tZaLcVQfAjs/s72-c/alinaseduta_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8137372192535379145</id><published>2011-11-10T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:41:41.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avrei  voluto  forse aver più tempo, per comprendere certe cose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvziPT5I3z4/TrzRrFuLJ4I/AAAAAAAAB4c/yFp5ZU55GXs/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvziPT5I3z4/TrzRrFuLJ4I/AAAAAAAAB4c/yFp5ZU55GXs/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673640168780408706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oe3ZDzbnRbY/TrzReELVaUI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/fjSB28a5Hzg/s1600/al%2Bmondo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oe3ZDzbnRbY/TrzReELVaUI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/fjSB28a5Hzg/s320/al%2Bmondo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673639945027545410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avrei  voluto saper lasciar correre quei piccoli sbagli. Avrei voluto forse fuggire, senza nascondere  il capo sotto la cenere…  ma poi,  così non si fa.  Mi ritrovo alla mia età ancora a dire le stesse cose. .. mi  ritrovo a  urlare di rabbia per gesti incompresi.ognuno ha i suoi demoni, i suoi vizi, le sue voglie. ognuno ha le sue repressioni, i suoi desideri... le sue gioie e le sue delusioni...Tanto nessuno si accorge… ma, ovviamente... tutti  sanno... passerà... sì… gettiamo un altro sasso... vediamo se andrà più lontano...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8137372192535379145?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8137372192535379145/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/avrei-voluto-forse-aver-piu-tempo-per.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8137372192535379145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8137372192535379145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/avrei-voluto-forse-aver-piu-tempo-per.html' title='Avrei  voluto  forse aver più tempo, per comprendere certe cose...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvziPT5I3z4/TrzRrFuLJ4I/AAAAAAAAB4c/yFp5ZU55GXs/s72-c/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1085744115451607744</id><published>2011-11-10T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:12:16.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>se in una stella ci sei.so che mi stai osservando .vorrei solo sapere se sei orgoglioso di me ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JtdSOm9k36A/TrwF6U2_fQI/AAAAAAAAB4E/Lzywf9jVsRg/s1600/orologiooooooooooooooon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JtdSOm9k36A/TrwF6U2_fQI/AAAAAAAAB4E/Lzywf9jVsRg/s320/orologiooooooooooooooon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416130169896194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-bei0OP8ec/TrwFmZn_OPI/AAAAAAAAB34/FGgnIY_MVso/s1600/392871felicit%25C3%25A0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-bei0OP8ec/TrwFmZn_OPI/AAAAAAAAB34/FGgnIY_MVso/s320/392871felicit%25C3%25A0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673415787851757810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sRZsD5NtuBs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;.se sei felice nel vedere la forza che mi sono prefissata .vorrei sapere se riesci a vedere quanto mi manchi .riportate indietro il tempo e ridatemi il mio amore....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1085744115451607744?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1085744115451607744/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/se-in-una-stella-ci-seiso-che-mi-stai.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1085744115451607744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1085744115451607744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/se-in-una-stella-ci-seiso-che-mi-stai.html' title='se in una stella ci sei.so che mi stai osservando .vorrei solo sapere se sei orgoglioso di me ,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JtdSOm9k36A/TrwF6U2_fQI/AAAAAAAAB4E/Lzywf9jVsRg/s72-c/orologiooooooooooooooon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6965180042994763761</id><published>2011-11-08T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:40:36.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>il tempo.ha cancellato il giorno e ritrovato il tuo sorriso .senza tempo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-GXp_PxIR0/Troubz85NzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/I00L26Y-sAI/s1600/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-GXp_PxIR0/Troubz85NzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/I00L26Y-sAI/s320/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672897735963522866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRaGPkvtJ3c/TrouRSq808I/AAAAAAAAB3g/kcKKeNL8MFc/s1600/ang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 70px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRaGPkvtJ3c/TrouRSq808I/AAAAAAAAB3g/kcKKeNL8MFc/s320/ang.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672897555231200194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ho incontrato in un raggio di sole offuscato dalle nuvole e il solito  ha perso la sua consistenza .amalgama di variopinte realtà.ora ti percepisco nel soffio di un alito di vento .posso affidarmi all'uragano ,della tua immagine e della tua dolcezza....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6965180042994763761?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6965180042994763761/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-tempoha-cancellato-il-giorno-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6965180042994763761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6965180042994763761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-tempoha-cancellato-il-giorno-e.html' title='il tempo.ha cancellato il giorno e ritrovato il tuo sorriso .senza tempo....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-GXp_PxIR0/Troubz85NzI/AAAAAAAAB3s/I00L26Y-sAI/s72-c/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6727307604118913997</id><published>2011-11-08T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:16:12.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dondolo di ali in fumo mozza il silenzio degli occhi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1P5IkF8m9bA/TroaposTPQI/AAAAAAAAB3U/7HFxhw2wqoY/s1600/al%2Bmondo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_m1rmSooGz4/TroaVaxBoII/AAAAAAAAB28/ZLmcUJx7Gcw/s320/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672875635891085442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZaKuDIlZ0KQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;. Mi si travasa la vita in un ghirigoro di nostalgie. Allibisco all'alba sotto un cielo più sereno, ecco, un altro giorno. Non piango per le molte cose che vorrei dalla vita, ma non avrò mai più, non piango per il dolore che in tutti questi anni mi ha accompagnato. Piango per ciò che di bello ho avuto ed è andato ..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6727307604118913997?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6727307604118913997/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/dondolo-di-ali-in-fumo-mozza-il.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6727307604118913997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6727307604118913997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/dondolo-di-ali-in-fumo-mozza-il.html' title='Dondolo di ali in fumo mozza il silenzio degli occhi.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1P5IkF8m9bA/TroaposTPQI/AAAAAAAAB3U/7HFxhw2wqoY/s72-c/al%2Bmondo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6398976571183434890</id><published>2011-11-06T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:24:36.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridi sempre, ridi, fatti credere pazzo, ma mai triste. Ridi anche se ti sta crollando il mondo addosso,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HYQT3AkE3w/Trd5m0DTRYI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xl0IQAAxuWk/s1600/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HYQT3AkE3w/Trd5m0DTRYI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xl0IQAAxuWk/s320/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672135963410908546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPS4mgowDcg/Trd5Wn8aDTI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xF9szCGzqJ0/s1600/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPS4mgowDcg/Trd5Wn8aDTI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xF9szCGzqJ0/s320/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672135685282860338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; continua a sorridere. Ci son persone che vivono per il tuo sorriso e altre che rosicheranno quando capiranno di non essere riuscite a spegnerlo - Roberto Benigni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6398976571183434890?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6398976571183434890/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ridi-sempre-ridi-fatti-credere-pazzo-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6398976571183434890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6398976571183434890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/ridi-sempre-ridi-fatti-credere-pazzo-ma.html' title='Ridi sempre, ridi, fatti credere pazzo, ma mai triste. Ridi anche se ti sta crollando il mondo addosso,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HYQT3AkE3w/Trd5m0DTRYI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xl0IQAAxuWk/s72-c/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6510381185315846845</id><published>2011-11-06T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:32:42.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.non aspettarti mai niente da nessuno..triondo,furia ,futuro e storia sei tu sola ,il tuo tutto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvFCNvZtUGM/TrZGIJSPD1I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/2AwdLw-C8o0/s1600/emozioni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvFCNvZtUGM/TrZGIJSPD1I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/2AwdLw-C8o0/s320/emozioni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671797886465019730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyfIKX6sDNc/TrZFvG5tjJI/AAAAAAAAB2M/qZwCMxp3DvA/s1600/alina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyfIKX6sDNc/TrZFvG5tjJI/AAAAAAAAB2M/qZwCMxp3DvA/s320/alina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671797456328559762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JIPu1wMlctw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6510381185315846845?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6510381185315846845/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-aspettarti-mai-niente-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6510381185315846845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6510381185315846845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-aspettarti-mai-niente-da.html' title='.non aspettarti mai niente da nessuno..triondo,furia ,futuro e storia sei tu sola ,il tuo tutto'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvFCNvZtUGM/TrZGIJSPD1I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/2AwdLw-C8o0/s72-c/emozioni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4442639741586797522</id><published>2011-11-04T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:58:58.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un giorno...quando le pagine della mia vita finiranno...so che tu sarai il capitolo più bello.... e se potessi leggerlo di nuovo...aprirei la pagina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--n45OeX7SqY/TrTeQoazcvI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gg_cbm7hy6I/s1600/rosa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--n45OeX7SqY/TrTeQoazcvI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gg_cbm7hy6I/s320/rosa1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671402208075412210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgM7aPd7o0o/TrTeFyVBVvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/JV3gqyzSmVA/s1600/alina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgM7aPd7o0o/TrTeFyVBVvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/JV3gqyzSmVA/s320/alina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671402021756950258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UhCU9yv1y2k?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;.....nella quale ho conosciuto te amore mio eterno......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4442639741586797522?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4442639741586797522/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/celine-dion-colour-of-my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4442639741586797522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4442639741586797522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/celine-dion-colour-of-my-love.html' title='Un giorno...quando le pagine della mia vita finiranno...so che tu sarai il capitolo più bello.... e se potessi leggerlo di nuovo...aprirei la pagina'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--n45OeX7SqY/TrTeQoazcvI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gg_cbm7hy6I/s72-c/rosa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-9133785376782602993</id><published>2011-11-01T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:28:26.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ti voglio più che mai.il tuo amore è come l'onda che non mi lascia mai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1eW7vRqZJPI/TrBIG0psZGI/AAAAAAAABzU/nOLr3sgHc9s/s1600/amoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AH8IeM1vaIc/TrAqwV-TGLI/AAAAAAAABy8/R9gnIuKQg2s/s320/alina200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078940879984818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOwKYiCAwe4/TrAqaBx3m-I/AAAAAAAAByw/iX5EAvLLZAk/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOwKYiCAwe4/TrAqaBx3m-I/AAAAAAAAByw/iX5EAvLLZAk/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078557502020578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come gli argini di un fiume senza foce.inalo   ,il tempo di un respiro  la mia aria.persa e ritrovata nell'universo delle mie idee .ne trapasso indenne il silenzioso vocio di gente falsa .ed in ogni suono sento la loro estensione crudele e biasimante che non mi tocca.l'approdo dell'onda della falsità integra la mia energia assorbita e ritrovata .mi restituisce integra nei miei giorni .con la convizione serena che loro torneranno negli inferi della negatività .la loro crudeltà,la mia forza .serena mi amo.&lt;br /&gt;Falsità, ipocrisia, opportunismo. tutto questo fa parte di un mondo che non voglio nemmeno sfiorare. se questo sei, qui non puoi stare !! Non aspettarti mai da me un "si" solo perchè ti fa piacere.. o un "bravo/a" solo perchè vuoi sentirtelo dire . e non ti dirò "hai ragione" solo ed esclusivamente per compiacerti !!! Io ti dirò sempre e solo ciò che penso.. non conosco mezzi termini.. nè mezze misure.il mio bicchiere e sempre colmo di acqua fresca.mi purifico alla mia sorgente .da me sentirai  solo un dialogo diretto fatto di sincere parole e pensieri scaturiti da visioni vere. le   mie labbra ti diranno unicamente ,la verità che ti fa male !!! alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7160800382449268938?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7160800382449268938/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/semplici-pensieriil-solco.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7160800382449268938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7160800382449268938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/11/semplici-pensieriil-solco.html' title='semplici pensieri.il solco dell&apos;intelletto solca la mia vita...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AH8IeM1vaIc/TrAqwV-TGLI/AAAAAAAABy8/R9gnIuKQg2s/s72-c/alina200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2789257590870084657</id><published>2011-10-31T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:57:06.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meglio essere me stessa con mille difetti.. che seguire la massa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mKcbvxiu0w/Tq5i3rCDLeI/AAAAAAAAByk/fhqA4OA0uv8/s1600/Ialina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mKcbvxiu0w/Tq5i3rCDLeI/AAAAAAAAByk/fhqA4OA0uv8/s320/Ialina2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669577689489681890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds_L45Zc4Jc/Tq5i0GkeG5I/AAAAAAAAByY/6U4_2DTZr6k/s1600/Senza%2Bnome.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds_L45Zc4Jc/Tq5i0GkeG5I/AAAAAAAAByY/6U4_2DTZr6k/s320/Senza%2Bnome.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669577628162333586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono uno sguardo particolare perche' &lt;br /&gt;non nascondo mai cio' che provo. &lt;br /&gt;Sono una bella chiacchierata fatta di risate...... &lt;br /&gt;sono uno strato sottile che tengo stretto a me &lt;br /&gt;come per difesa. Ridere senza una ragione specifica, &lt;br /&gt;fare un bel sogno. Stare seduta su uno scoglio per ore a pensare &lt;br /&gt;e perdermi nei miei pensieri e silenzi. &lt;br /&gt;Mi emoziono davanti ad un tramonto, . &lt;br /&gt;SONO SEMPLICEMENTE ME STESSA SEMPRE , non rinnego nulla della mia vita..ho fatto sempre ciò che ho voluto e lo continuerò a fare , a modo mio sempre.. .alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2789257590870084657?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2789257590870084657/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/meglio-essere-me-stessa-con-mille_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2789257590870084657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2789257590870084657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/meglio-essere-me-stessa-con-mille_31.html' title='Meglio essere me stessa con mille difetti.. che seguire la massa....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mKcbvxiu0w/Tq5i3rCDLeI/AAAAAAAAByk/fhqA4OA0uv8/s72-c/Ialina2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5334325645968468995</id><published>2011-10-29T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T07:23:56.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il tradito potrà anche essere un ingenuo...ma il traditore rimarrà sempre un INFAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hF01Ym2bW4/TqwMdTfJyTI/AAAAAAAAByM/U2RkE-qmK1s/s1600/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TTk_W3QwpGg/Tqq1Vu65T2I/AAAAAAAAByA/pDaYLujEz2w/s320/essere%2Bdonna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668542465976127330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s72mFTwMrM/Tqq1MjZcGCI/AAAAAAAABx0/TXO7RC8lgP8/s1600/carezze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s72mFTwMrM/Tqq1MjZcGCI/AAAAAAAABx0/TXO7RC8lgP8/s320/carezze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668542308264187938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'AMORE E COME UN GERMOGLIO :PER BUCARE LA TERRA E SPUNTARE COMPIE UNA GRANDE FATICA..NON VI è NULLA DI PIù BELLO DELLA GIOIA DI SAPER COSTRUIRE ,SENZA AVER DISTRUTTO NULLA .E LASCIARE CHE SIANO GLI ALTRI A DECIDERE SE SONO DEGNI DI RIMANERE AL TUO FIANCO..DIVERSAMENTE..(AMEN)...ALINA ZAMPETTI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-9185442539607944206?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/9185442539607944206/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-prego-nessuno-di-rimanere-al-mio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9185442539607944206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9185442539607944206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-prego-nessuno-di-rimanere-al-mio.html' title='NON PREGO NESSUNO DI RIMANERE AL MIO FIANCO,FORSE SBAGLIO'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TTk_W3QwpGg/Tqq1Vu65T2I/AAAAAAAAByA/pDaYLujEz2w/s72-c/essere%2Bdonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-203261437468798237</id><published>2011-10-28T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:48:14.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OGNI VOLTA CHE CADO,TROVERO' SEMPRE LA FORZA PER RIALZARMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDGwy2GwnWs/TqqxWESdP_I/AAAAAAAABxo/IJQ57ju1fhs/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDGwy2GwnWs/TqqxWESdP_I/AAAAAAAABxo/IJQ57ju1fhs/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668538073665585138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON SARA' GENTE COME VOI A METTERMI AL TAPPETO. LE FERITE RIMARGINANO E MI SERVIRANNO COME INSEGNAMENTO,MA CONSAPEVOLE CHE    MI SARANNO D'AIUTO PER ARRIVARE A TUTTE LE MIE SODDISFAZIONI.&lt;br /&gt;E ADESSO BRUCIATE NEL FUOCO CHE AVETE ACCESSO PER DISTRUGGERMI ...ALINA ZAMPETTI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-203261437468798237?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/203261437468798237/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/ogni-volta-che-cadotrovero-sempre-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/203261437468798237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/203261437468798237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/ogni-volta-che-cadotrovero-sempre-la.html' title='OGNI VOLTA CHE CADO,TROVERO&apos; SEMPRE LA FORZA PER RIALZARMI'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDGwy2GwnWs/TqqxWESdP_I/AAAAAAAABxo/IJQ57ju1fhs/s72-c/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5279770937266049175</id><published>2011-10-28T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:37:23.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NON PERDONO CHI VUOLE CALPESTARE LA MIA DIGNITA'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOq8sw5pkSM/TqqvVBMy7mI/AAAAAAAABxc/Dc76WFBVH9o/s1600/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOq8sw5pkSM/TqqvVBMy7mI/AAAAAAAABxc/Dc76WFBVH9o/s320/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668535856633409122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da persona saggia e bastarda dentro se  osi tradire la mia fiducia ,evito di farmi influenzare dalla tua cattiveria negativa,dal tuo malumore partorito dalla tua infelicità ..perchè tutto ciò mi trascinerebbe unicamente in un vortice di negatività.francamente me ne infischio .fuori dalla mia vita.....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-5279770937266049175?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/5279770937266049175/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-perdono-chi-vuole-calpestare-la-mia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5279770937266049175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5279770937266049175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-perdono-chi-vuole-calpestare-la-mia.html' title='NON PERDONO CHI VUOLE CALPESTARE LA MIA DIGNITA&apos;.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOq8sw5pkSM/TqqvVBMy7mI/AAAAAAAABxc/Dc76WFBVH9o/s72-c/bastarda%2Bdentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7592977566997720199</id><published>2011-10-28T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:20:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IO VIVO ,mangio ,dormo sonni tranquilli ,e bevo sempre acqua alla faccia di chi mi vuole male....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW192ekmCeU/Tqqr_ExqQ8I/AAAAAAAABxQ/wibEATWuSWg/s1600/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW192ekmCeU/Tqqr_ExqQ8I/AAAAAAAABxQ/wibEATWuSWg/s320/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668532181101331394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chi mi vuole bene che la luce sia sempre con loro .chi mi vuole male dovrà  impazzire ..IO VADO AVANTI e mi fortifico lucida e serena..alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7592977566997720199?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7592977566997720199/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/io-vivo-mangio-dormo-sonni-tranquilli-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7592977566997720199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7592977566997720199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/io-vivo-mangio-dormo-sonni-tranquilli-e.html' title='IO VIVO ,mangio ,dormo sonni tranquilli ,e bevo sempre acqua alla faccia di chi mi vuole male....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW192ekmCeU/Tqqr_ExqQ8I/AAAAAAAABxQ/wibEATWuSWg/s72-c/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-7377583319968405369</id><published>2011-10-28T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:16:46.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>credere nell'amore non e un atto di ingenuità...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc2a0u6VCbg/TqqdJ-NUJ9I/AAAAAAAABxE/8cnfJmZg1hk/s1600/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc2a0u6VCbg/TqqdJ-NUJ9I/AAAAAAAABxE/8cnfJmZg1hk/s320/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668515875642419154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma e un atto di generosità.....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-7377583319968405369?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/7377583319968405369/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/credere-nellamore-non-e-un-atto-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7377583319968405369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/7377583319968405369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/credere-nellamore-non-e-un-atto-di.html' title='credere nell&apos;amore non e un atto di ingenuità...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc2a0u6VCbg/TqqdJ-NUJ9I/AAAAAAAABxE/8cnfJmZg1hk/s72-c/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1200048886344767817</id><published>2011-10-28T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:38:11.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>se desideri veramente una cosa prima o poi accade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_xg9XUirJA8/Tqpb3KCSs1I/AAAAAAAABw0/VVkhJm8mGc8/s1600/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_xg9XUirJA8/Tqpb3KCSs1I/AAAAAAAABw0/VVkhJm8mGc8/s320/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668444084144091986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzYvAWwvVN4/TqpbqwfgHUI/AAAAAAAABwo/B3CbcxHKmjg/s1600/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzYvAWwvVN4/TqpbqwfgHUI/AAAAAAAABwo/B3CbcxHKmjg/s320/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668443871128853826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'unica sfortuna da cui devi proteggerti è la mancanza di intensità::credici fino in fondo e si avvererà..un istante,un'illuminazione . ma ti cambia la vita .tutto si fa chiaro ....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1200048886344767817?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1200048886344767817/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-desideri-veramente-una-cosa-prima-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1200048886344767817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1200048886344767817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-desideri-veramente-una-cosa-prima-o.html' title='se desideri veramente una cosa prima o poi accade....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_xg9XUirJA8/Tqpb3KCSs1I/AAAAAAAABw0/VVkhJm8mGc8/s72-c/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-682566033847072609</id><published>2011-10-28T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:20:30.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prima che io nascessi ,nacque il mio intuito,il mio amore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSaYVOGoAiM/TqpXsqJGj4I/AAAAAAAABwg/bGMAQsG-p6s/s1600/occhi%2Bmiei.jpg12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSaYVOGoAiM/TqpXsqJGj4I/AAAAAAAABwg/bGMAQsG-p6s/s320/occhi%2Bmiei.jpg12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668439505737518978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motti che seguono la mia vita...diffida di coloro che urlano e abbassano gli occhi  se invadi i loro occhi.coloro che hanno paura dei tuoi occhi..sono dei traditori ..lungi da costoro .la tua salvezza sarà perderli e non  ritrovarli .non perderai nulla ....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-682566033847072609?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/682566033847072609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/prima-che-io-nascessi-nacque-il-mio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/682566033847072609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/682566033847072609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/prima-che-io-nascessi-nacque-il-mio.html' title='prima che io nascessi ,nacque il mio intuito,il mio amore.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSaYVOGoAiM/TqpXsqJGj4I/AAAAAAAABwg/bGMAQsG-p6s/s72-c/occhi%2Bmiei.jpg12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-110645145249884265</id><published>2011-10-27T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:09:20.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>è finito il tempo di porsi domande su domande......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_auFyrt0dZI/TqpVBYA6R9I/AAAAAAAABwQ/q7rb1PtKNHw/s1600/emozioni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_auFyrt0dZI/TqpVBYA6R9I/AAAAAAAABwQ/q7rb1PtKNHw/s320/emozioni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668436563113691090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfwN6gJrj9U/TqpUtfxcCtI/AAAAAAAABwE/6WOik_MP7qg/s1600/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfwN6gJrj9U/TqpUtfxcCtI/AAAAAAAABwE/6WOik_MP7qg/s320/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668436221598894802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assumiti la responsabilità delle tue scelte,quali che siano,e smetti di volere capire.tutto va bene cosi com'è ,se deve cambiare sarà strada facendo :: ci vuole pazienza .parti ,vai.come le tartarughe ,che depongono mille uova,e se ne vanno..seguono il loro destino con amore,.anche tu hai un destino da incontrare .l'unica tua coerenza deve essere l'amore::scegli di amare e non sarai più bloccata..amare significa soprattutto pensare con il cuore e nel calore trovare le nostre  vere radici  .solo cosi ben salda su te stessa ,andrai dove vuoi ,dondolando nel vento di ciò che ti accadrà .ricorda solo di essere fedele a qualcosa che per te vale come la vita e che illumina i tuoi occhi ,il tuo sorriso come un segno magico ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-110645145249884265?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/110645145249884265/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-finito-il-tempo-di-porsi-domande-su.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/110645145249884265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/110645145249884265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-finito-il-tempo-di-porsi-domande-su.html' title='è finito il tempo di porsi domande su domande......'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_auFyrt0dZI/TqpVBYA6R9I/AAAAAAAABwQ/q7rb1PtKNHw/s72-c/emozioni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8911617971159651474</id><published>2011-10-26T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:39:05.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sai la gente e matta.troppo infelice.ma,io ho te nel mio universo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzQHbWZGNz8/Tqe5ExNd5SI/AAAAAAAABv4/tPvhpzQ6fo8/s1600/gabbianoooooooooooooooooooooooon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Vorrei leggere nello sguardo oscuro, triste, arrabbiato, confuso, critico,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7kjsdhRho/TqJpCwtlEqI/AAAAAAAABvc/hEVlmFJIGNo/s1600/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7kjsdhRho/TqJpCwtlEqI/AAAAAAAABvc/hEVlmFJIGNo/s320/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666206777342235298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eSXir1EjcKY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;della gente....Ma soprattutto leggere negli occhi di chi mi ha tradito....alina zampetti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8098006941137286790?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8098006941137286790/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/vorrei-che-la-musica-e-la-poesia-siano.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8098006941137286790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8098006941137286790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/vorrei-che-la-musica-e-la-poesia-siano.html' title='Vorrei che la musica e la poesia siano la cura dei miei mali.... Vorrei leggere nello sguardo oscuro, triste, arrabbiato, confuso, critico,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7kjsdhRho/TqJpCwtlEqI/AAAAAAAABvc/hEVlmFJIGNo/s72-c/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2794164717189653862</id><published>2011-10-21T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:18:32.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>se un giorno ti ricorderai di me .carcami in un ricordo del passato.è li che mi troverai .nel tuo passato.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm_wtfE6YtM/TqJRunyU5JI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UHAHLjz-v5E/s1600/amanti_nella_cascata_copia_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm_wtfE6YtM/TqJRunyU5JI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UHAHLjz-v5E/s320/amanti_nella_cascata_copia_600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666181142581404818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWnRLSz68n0/TqJRpb-N-qI/AAAAAAAABvE/gWjU5D13kLI/s1600/alina%2Bbimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWnRLSz68n0/TqJRpb-N-qI/AAAAAAAABvE/gWjU5D13kLI/s320/alina%2Bbimbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666181053510711970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u53qt7o1jB4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;     ..ero  e sono tale. una metafora .non mi sono mai mossa.....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2794164717189653862?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2794164717189653862/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-un-giorno-ti-ricorderai-di-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2794164717189653862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2794164717189653862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-un-giorno-ti-ricorderai-di-me.html' title='se un giorno ti ricorderai di me .carcami in un ricordo del passato.è li che mi troverai .nel tuo passato.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm_wtfE6YtM/TqJRunyU5JI/AAAAAAAABvQ/UHAHLjz-v5E/s72-c/amanti_nella_cascata_copia_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6026453065041254464</id><published>2011-10-19T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:39:04.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E' inutile ingannarsi. Lo sappiamo che ci basta un semplice sguardo per comprendere che il nostro amore rimarrà eterno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-CndoE7sTk/Tp5-kuR4VBI/AAAAAAAABu4/2223VYZI-XE/s1600/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-CndoE7sTk/Tp5-kuR4VBI/AAAAAAAABu4/2223VYZI-XE/s320/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665104550642078738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zgFjB37lkY/Tp5-eK1aI1I/AAAAAAAABus/KnxCAdQEZBY/s1600/ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zgFjB37lkY/Tp5-eK1aI1I/AAAAAAAABus/KnxCAdQEZBY/s320/ghost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665104438048203602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HMNXrhG2rfA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;...Mi appari all'improvviso... il cuore mi batte... ed era destino che ci saremmo dovuti rincontrare ora che tutto è perso, ora che è tutto impossibile... ora che è tutto finito tranne che il nostro amore.Solo io e te potremmo stare all'infinito a guardarci negli occhi in silenzio, perchè il nostro amore va oltre ogni ipocrisia ,guerre,invasioni ,ingiustizie ..solo io te siamo l'infinito.perchè le porte dell'amore possiamo aprirle solo noi ..mentre il mondo sta impazzendo ...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6026453065041254464?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6026453065041254464/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-inutile-ingannarsi-lo-sappiamo-che-ci.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6026453065041254464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6026453065041254464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-inutile-ingannarsi-lo-sappiamo-che-ci.html' title='E&apos; inutile ingannarsi. Lo sappiamo che ci basta un semplice sguardo per comprendere che il nostro amore rimarrà eterno.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-CndoE7sTk/Tp5-kuR4VBI/AAAAAAAABu4/2223VYZI-XE/s72-c/donna%2Bda%2Bamare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4337038663157759578</id><published>2011-10-18T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:42:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[ AvAnti A TestA AltA ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4GVeKjk-6A/Tp5xVWzXFjI/AAAAAAAABug/VG7oVPpOZls/s1600/educazionen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4GVeKjk-6A/Tp5xVWzXFjI/AAAAAAAABug/VG7oVPpOZls/s320/educazionen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665089992990856754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxUlAzDZgR0/Tp5xL_8B4_I/AAAAAAAABuU/XvWjQaOgtK8/s1600/fottin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxUlAzDZgR0/Tp5xL_8B4_I/AAAAAAAABuU/XvWjQaOgtK8/s320/fottin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665089832234378226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uxvhr20rIg/Tp5w-IxOEZI/AAAAAAAABuI/0EvMur9LYaM/s1600/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uxvhr20rIg/Tp5w-IxOEZI/AAAAAAAABuI/0EvMur9LYaM/s320/205898_20532497alinaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665089594086789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Io Faccio Quello che VOGLIO ,, Quando VOGLIO ,, Come VOGLIO E Con Chi VOGLIO" .&lt;br /&gt;Se devo essere qualcuno a modo vostro . . preferisco essere nessuno a modo mio.. . . . "Io l'infame non lo Faccio" . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4337038663157759578?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4337038663157759578/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/avanti-testa-alta.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4337038663157759578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4337038663157759578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/avanti-testa-alta.html' title='[ AvAnti A TestA AltA ]'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4GVeKjk-6A/Tp5xVWzXFjI/AAAAAAAABug/VG7oVPpOZls/s72-c/educazionen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-4602744590129588603</id><published>2011-10-18T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:17:50.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>io e te un grande amore e   niente      più....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtqsBDSg78E/Tp010QTrlEI/AAAAAAAABt8/1T8qe7CMrpU/s1600/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtqsBDSg78E/Tp010QTrlEI/AAAAAAAABt8/1T8qe7CMrpU/s320/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664743078148936770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eppure ti ho amato per anni..quando mi lasciasti per inseguire la tua ambizione il mio cuore si frantumò..oggi ti dico..tu sei stato l'ultimo maestro di vita per me..odiarti mai .ovunque tu sei.sii felice . .grazie . . .alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-4602744590129588603?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/4602744590129588603/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/io-e-te-un-grande-amore-e-nulla-piu.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4602744590129588603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/4602744590129588603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/io-e-te-un-grande-amore-e-nulla-piu.html' title='io e te un grande amore e   niente      più....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtqsBDSg78E/Tp010QTrlEI/AAAAAAAABt8/1T8qe7CMrpU/s72-c/io%2Be%2Bte%2Bun%2Bgrande%2Bamore%2Be%2B%2Bniente.pi%25C3%25B9..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-9008177813979780472</id><published>2011-10-16T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T04:39:42.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>una     versione davvero bella....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyANIMQ3zCU/TprCdnNWnnI/AAAAAAAABtw/gxwQJpfUnT0/s1600/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyANIMQ3zCU/TprCdnNWnnI/AAAAAAAABtw/gxwQJpfUnT0/s320/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664053295368806002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_aKNRRLDcqo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amare dentro﻿ gli occhi suoi..mentre altri dicono  magari anche tra le sue gambe. Quant'è vera questa frase, molti credono che amare sia solo ,, aver qualcosa tra le gambe..ma,è uno schifo io vorrei indietro il mio amore...ma,la luce si è spenta...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-9008177813979780472?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/9008177813979780472/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/una-versione-davvero-bella.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9008177813979780472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9008177813979780472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/una-versione-davvero-bella.html' title='una     versione davvero bella....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyANIMQ3zCU/TprCdnNWnnI/AAAAAAAABtw/gxwQJpfUnT0/s72-c/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5069349329263348371</id><published>2011-10-15T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:07:40.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>non ti amo no ma,per  me è l'amore che conta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IysfWOGjbY/Tpm92CXEhjI/AAAAAAAABtk/U-doGJnPbSk/s1600/due%2Bcoppie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IysfWOGjbY/Tpm92CXEhjI/AAAAAAAABtk/U-doGJnPbSk/s320/due%2Bcoppie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663766742439331378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wphKn1hhJYc/Tpm9p4tGWAI/AAAAAAAABtY/iZfUKoYX6cs/s1600/carezze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wphKn1hhJYc/Tpm9p4tGWAI/AAAAAAAABtY/iZfUKoYX6cs/s320/carezze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663766533688940546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlixHY-dNcQ/Tpm9hugzO-I/AAAAAAAABtM/PYFm0Nf37DI/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlixHY-dNcQ/Tpm9hugzO-I/AAAAAAAABtM/PYFm0Nf37DI/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663766393514048482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZlawgFtiud0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;..   se un giorno ti troverò e  sarai il mio amore ,dimmelo ,ed io ti trascinerò nel mio vortice di amore , guardandoti!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma se sarai il mio miele cadente non perderti nell'aria, ma fallo tra le mie braccia.  l'amore viene dall'anima. Ed io nell'anima ho la calma, la calma del tumolo. Ahimè  ti amerò, si. ,  l'amore è vita ,e la vita, senza sentirla, la porto con me . Ahimè ti amerò  ! non sarò desiderosa ,quel  desiderio brutale e violento che mi divora il sangue ,e non giunge fino al cuore.se ti amerò , sarai  bello dentro , . Oh bello. Chi può amare il dolce miele dualcamaro ?,io. ti amerò ,l'amore per me conta non posso non amarti .perché il mio amore e determinato da un 'energia vitale,innata  questo grande  ardore. . E sarei  un infame  se ti tradissi  e avrei  tanto orrore di me stessa . ma amore!ti amerò.si !!! alina zampetti lady ambra nome d'arte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-5069349329263348371?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/5069349329263348371/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-ti-amo-no-maper-me-e-lamore-che.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5069349329263348371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5069349329263348371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-ti-amo-no-maper-me-e-lamore-che.html' title='non ti amo no ma,per  me è l&apos;amore che conta...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IysfWOGjbY/Tpm92CXEhjI/AAAAAAAABtk/U-doGJnPbSk/s72-c/due%2Bcoppie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6116348833431369340</id><published>2011-10-15T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:32:42.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fa veramente male al﻿ cuore :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIJULEbccZM/Tpk3FHL-arI/AAAAAAAABtA/ECDbJKLeFOQ/s1600/cercher%25C3%25B2n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIJULEbccZM/Tpk3FHL-arI/AAAAAAAABtA/ECDbJKLeFOQ/s320/cercher%25C3%25B2n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663618567363259058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mpQSfLQ29oU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;....la vita l'esperienza i dolori ... hanno reso forte il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;in realtà ho soltanto il mio cuore ... un cuore vero....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6116348833431369340?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6116348833431369340/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/fa-veramente-male-al-cuore.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6116348833431369340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6116348833431369340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/fa-veramente-male-al-cuore.html' title='fa veramente male al﻿ cuore :&apos;('/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIJULEbccZM/Tpk3FHL-arI/AAAAAAAABtA/ECDbJKLeFOQ/s72-c/cercher%25C3%25B2n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2095294855360110598</id><published>2011-10-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:57:36.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti ricordi i giorni chiari dell'estate quando parlavamo stringendoci in riva al mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GKXeH1XlLk/TpkgyoTjdLI/AAAAAAAABs0/uN9zPldH-wQ/s1600/inlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GKXeH1XlLk/TpkgyoTjdLI/AAAAAAAABs0/uN9zPldH-wQ/s320/inlove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663594060580091058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNjL4JRuSGM/Tpkge5LpjxI/AAAAAAAABso/6y-8a_ZYSIc/s1600/alina%2Bbernardo1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNjL4JRuSGM/Tpkge5LpjxI/AAAAAAAABso/6y-8a_ZYSIc/s320/alina%2Bbernardo1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663593721512955666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stammi più vicino ora che ho paura della tua assenza&lt;br /&gt;perché della mia essenza tutto si consuma.senza di te&lt;br /&gt;mai avrei voluto la tua assenza ,ti ho protetto una vita&lt;br /&gt;Perché siamo stati e saremo due destini che si sono uniti&lt;br /&gt;stretti in in due corpi ma, in una sola anima&lt;br /&gt;che ha segnato un percorso profondissimo dentro di noi&lt;br /&gt;superando quegli ostacoli insormontabili e faticosi&lt;br /&gt;se la vita ci confondeva noi non ci perdevamo&lt;br /&gt;solo per cercare di essere migliori a volte ci staccavamo&lt;br /&gt;per guardare sempre dentro di noi e venirci incontro.per non sbagliare e ,&lt;br /&gt;per amarci eternamente::tu resterai il mio regista ,il mio attore ,la mia unica magia...alina zampetti .lady ambra nome d'arte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2095294855360110598?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2095294855360110598/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/ti-ricordi-i-giorni-chiari-dellestate.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2095294855360110598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2095294855360110598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/ti-ricordi-i-giorni-chiari-dellestate.html' title='Ti ricordi i giorni chiari dell&apos;estate quando parlavamo stringendoci in riva al mare'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GKXeH1XlLk/TpkgyoTjdLI/AAAAAAAABs0/uN9zPldH-wQ/s72-c/inlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2126084215607582219</id><published>2011-10-14T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:49:48.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il tempo non evapora il profumo delle tue parole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYJKELokcuw/Tpke9m9fooI/AAAAAAAABsc/rAT1gOzBYyI/s1600/bacio%2Bcon%2Bil%2Bvento.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYJKELokcuw/Tpke9m9fooI/AAAAAAAABsc/rAT1gOzBYyI/s320/bacio%2Bcon%2Bil%2Bvento.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663592050174435970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;echeggiano morbide&lt;br /&gt;nei miei ricordi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi manchi&lt;br /&gt;e vorrei avvolgermi&lt;br /&gt;nel tuo abbraccio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quello che non ho saputo cogliere&lt;br /&gt;ascoltando una falsa verità&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi manchi tanto  ::tu resterai eternamente la mia anima bella  ,::.la tua gioia bella come mi chiamavi tu dolce papà :di .alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2126084215607582219?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2126084215607582219/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-tempo-non-evapora-il-profumo-delle.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2126084215607582219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2126084215607582219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-tempo-non-evapora-il-profumo-delle.html' title='Il tempo non evapora il profumo delle tue parole'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYJKELokcuw/Tpke9m9fooI/AAAAAAAABsc/rAT1gOzBYyI/s72-c/bacio%2Bcon%2Bil%2Bvento.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-2802090684919529053</id><published>2011-10-14T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:42:50.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMO RIDERE..E AMO LE PERSONE CHE MI FANNO STAR BENE.....E EVITO chi MI Dà NOIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0NJL2Ttwy4A/TpkdVI0kOPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HHyxxWF6feA/s1600/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0NJL2Ttwy4A/TpkdVI0kOPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HHyxxWF6feA/s320/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663590255377529074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sono come i delfini.essi hanno  un linguaggio ricco come il nostro .e sono il simbolo della ricerca di un nuovo modo di comunicare..tutti vogliono parlare , dire la loro ,lasciare un segno con dichiarazioni definitive .e anche nei rapporti ci si affanna a spiegare ,consigliare ,ad avere l'ultima parola ..le parole sono merce di scambio ,e sono selettive :chi non conosce la lingua è tagliato fuori..comunicare è tutta un'altra cosa ..è trasmettere emozioni ..hai mai parlato con un albero ??se riesci a sentire la sua energia ,capisci al volo cosa vuole dire ..comunica cosi con le persone :non cercare parole più belle ,ma trasmetti qualcosa ..stai in silenzio di fronte al tuo amore :lascia emergere le tue emozioni ..non preoccuparti in amore contano le emozioni ,non le parole ..non sei obligata a dire nulla ..nelle emozioni c'è il tuo essere ,e tu diventi magica/magico..alina zampetti .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-2802090684919529053?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/2802090684919529053/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/amo-rideree-amo-le-persone-che-mi-fanno.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2802090684919529053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/2802090684919529053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/amo-rideree-amo-le-persone-che-mi-fanno.html' title='AMO RIDERE..E AMO LE PERSONE CHE MI FANNO STAR BENE.....E EVITO chi MI Dà NOIA...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0NJL2Ttwy4A/TpkdVI0kOPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HHyxxWF6feA/s72-c/sorridi%2Bsempreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3537362646404905440</id><published>2011-10-14T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:36:19.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUANDO HO INCOMINCIATO AD AMARMI DAVVERO (Charlie Chaplin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYSMVQsA7ko/Tpkbzc40qQI/AAAAAAAABsE/rRXXPMP9dkQ/s1600/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYSMVQsA7ko/Tpkbzc40qQI/AAAAAAAABsE/rRXXPMP9dkQ/s320/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663588577136912642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8hTfJXvSs7Q/TpkbKOruPoI/AAAAAAAABr4/X5sq93tDAaU/s1600/solo%2Bchi%2Bnon%2Bconosce%2Bil%2Bdolore%2Bpu%25C3%25B2%2Bridere_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8hTfJXvSs7Q/TpkbKOruPoI/AAAAAAAABr4/X5sq93tDAaU/s320/solo%2Bchi%2Bnon%2Bconosce%2Bil%2Bdolore%2Bpu%25C3%25B2%2Bridere_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663587868949233282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mi sono reso conto che la sofferenza e il dolore emozionale sono solo un avvertimento che mi dice di non vivere contro la mia verità. Oggi so che questo si chiama AUTENTICITA’. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho capito com’è imbarazzante aver voluto imporre a qualcuno i miei desideri, ... pur sapendo che i tempi non erano maturi e la persona non era pronta, anche se quella persona ero io. Oggi so che questo si chiama RISPETTO PER SE STESSI. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di desiderare un’altra vita e mi sono accorto che tutto ciò che mi circonda é un invito a crescere. Oggi so che questo si chiama MATURITA’. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho capito di trovarmi sempre ed in ogni occasione al posto giusto nel momento giusto e che tutto quello che succede va bene. Da allora, ho potuto stare tranquillo. Oggi so che questo si chiama RISPETTO PER SE STESSI. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di privarmi del mio tempo libero e di concepire progetti grandiosi per il futuro. Oggi faccio solo ciò che mi procura gioia e divertimento, ciò che amo e che mi fa ridere, a modo mio e con i miei ritmi. Oggi so che questo si chiama SINCERITA’. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono liberato di tutto ciò che non mi faceva del bene: cibi, persone, cose, situazioni e da tutto ciò che mi tirava verso il basso allontanandomi da me stesso, all’inizio lo chiamavo “sano egoismo”, ma oggi so che questo è AMORE DI SE’. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di voler avere sempre ragione. E così ho commesso meno errori. Oggi mi sono reso conto che questo si chiama SEMPLICITA’. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono rifiutato di vivere nel passato e di preoccuparmi del mio futuro. Ora vivo di più nel momento presente, in cui TUTTO ha un luogo. E’ la mia condizione di vita quotidiana e la chiamo PERFEZIONE. Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono reso conto che il mio pensiero può rendermi miserabile e malato. Ma quando ho chiamato a raccolta le energie del mio cuore, l’intelletto è diventato un compagno importante. Oggi a questa unione do’ il nome di SAGGEZZA DEL CUORE. Non dobbiamo continuare a temere i contrasti, i conflitti e i problemi con noi stessi e con gli altri, perché perfino le stelle, a volte, si scontrano fra loro dando origine a nuovi mondi. Oggi so che QUESTO E’ LA VITA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3537362646404905440?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3537362646404905440/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-ho-incominciato-ad-amarmi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3537362646404905440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3537362646404905440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-ho-incominciato-ad-amarmi.html' title='QUANDO HO INCOMINCIATO AD AMARMI DAVVERO (Charlie Chaplin)'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYSMVQsA7ko/Tpkbzc40qQI/AAAAAAAABsE/rRXXPMP9dkQ/s72-c/quando%2Bcominciai%2B%2Bad%2Bamarmi..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8021079788923614404</id><published>2011-10-13T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T03:39:16.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima di fare del male a qualcuno,prendi un foglio di carta e stropiccialo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBwSijSG8x4/Tpa_ztZN__I/AAAAAAAABrs/kuYUNKMysdY/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBwSijSG8x4/Tpa_ztZN__I/AAAAAAAABrs/kuYUNKMysdY/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662924476544581618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RduSdcYmLlI/Tpa_FT0EwLI/AAAAAAAABrg/GkffBIjT4EI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RduSdcYmLlI/Tpa_FT0EwLI/AAAAAAAABrg/GkffBIjT4EI/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662923679403917490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.o una rosa .Bene...l'hai fatto?..ok,ora fai una cosa....prova disfare la "pallina"di carta e prova a ricomporre il foglio com'era in origine....bello liscio.fai identicamente con la rosa !Non è possibile....vero??Il cuore di una persona è come quel foglio di carta,come la rosa .una volta che l'hai trattato male,ferito è difficile riportarlo allo stato d'origine....rimarrà per sempre "stropicciatoil foglio e la rosa morirà " !!!!!!Copia e incolla nel tuo cuore se pensi che il miglior modo di amare qualcuno. è non fargli del male !!!io l'hò fatto . ! !.ricchi di amore verso se stessi e gli altri si nasce..io modestamente sono nata colma d'amore è ne sono fiera....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8021079788923614404?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8021079788923614404/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/prima-di-fare-del-male-qualcunoprendi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8021079788923614404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8021079788923614404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/prima-di-fare-del-male-qualcunoprendi.html' title='Prima di fare del male a qualcuno,prendi un foglio di carta e stropiccialo....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBwSijSG8x4/Tpa_ztZN__I/AAAAAAAABrs/kuYUNKMysdY/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5270107975340373663</id><published>2011-10-12T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T21:56:03.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E stavo ripensando alla mia vita. . A quante ne ho passate. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxnvIK7XZFg/TpZvXd9DeDI/AAAAAAAABrU/Jk2FGatXT1g/s1600/aaaaaIalina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxnvIK7XZFg/TpZvXd9DeDI/AAAAAAAABrU/Jk2FGatXT1g/s320/aaaaaIalina2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662836030433359922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensavo ai momenti tristi, a quanto ho sofferto, a quelli felici, a quando sorridevo, a quante lacrime ho versato, e a quanti sorrisi ho donato. . Penso che il mio lieto fine ce l'ho; Si ! ! Perché posso guardarmi allo specchio, sorridere essendo fiera di me, che nonostante tutto nessuno può rimproverami e cammino ancora a testa alta ! !alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-5270107975340373663?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/5270107975340373663/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-stavo-ripensando-alla-mia-vita-quante.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5270107975340373663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/5270107975340373663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-stavo-ripensando-alla-mia-vita-quante.html' title='E stavo ripensando alla mia vita. . A quante ne ho passate. .'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxnvIK7XZFg/TpZvXd9DeDI/AAAAAAAABrU/Jk2FGatXT1g/s72-c/aaaaaIalina2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8386973517249665287</id><published>2011-10-11T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:31:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vi sono cose che gli occhi catturano e che, percorrendo sentieri segreti, arrivano al centro del cuore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYPNq_jkqwc/TpU0IgO80nI/AAAAAAAABrI/fbleYmXaiNA/s1600/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYPNq_jkqwc/TpU0IgO80nI/AAAAAAAABrI/fbleYmXaiNA/s320/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662489427184505458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz_HudnizMc/TpU0B7_ORjI/AAAAAAAABq8/Ko10kYECyg8/s1600/alina%2Bpiccola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz_HudnizMc/TpU0B7_ORjI/AAAAAAAABq8/Ko10kYECyg8/s320/alina%2Bpiccola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662489314375648818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLcPVMLJoo4/TpUzz2Gs8sI/AAAAAAAABqw/smSPiQrObDM/s1600/alina%2Bbimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLcPVMLJoo4/TpUzz2Gs8sI/AAAAAAAABqw/smSPiQrObDM/s320/alina%2Bbimbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662489072278237890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E lì rimangono, scolpite in ogni battito, scandite dai rintocchi del Tempo... immutate e sublimi.&lt;br /&gt;Erano occhi adolescenti, quelli che catturarono la tua Essenza; sono occhi maturi, quelli che continuano a guardarti con la stessa meraviglia .....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8386973517249665287?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8386973517249665287/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/vi-sono-cose-che-gli-occhi-catturano-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8386973517249665287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8386973517249665287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/vi-sono-cose-che-gli-occhi-catturano-e.html' title='Vi sono cose che gli occhi catturano e che, percorrendo sentieri segreti, arrivano al centro del cuore.'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYPNq_jkqwc/TpU0IgO80nI/AAAAAAAABrI/fbleYmXaiNA/s72-c/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-140204543315221442</id><published>2011-10-10T01:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:36:20.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poeta,saggio tu sei figlio dell'amore .regalami rime ,lodi ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xysq5oWVgA/TpKuf1ECzTI/AAAAAAAABqo/kgKsCgTzqOs/s1600/il%2Btempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xysq5oWVgA/TpKuf1ECzTI/AAAAAAAABqo/kgKsCgTzqOs/s320/il%2Btempo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661779543401352498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; io ti regalerò il concerto del mare ,le onde che baciano la bianca schiuma ed oceani mai raggiunti con la tua penna..aiutami ad essere un respiro che incanta il mio mondo .e sarò lo sguardo che ispira poesia all'ultimo poeta .quando l'ultima mia lode si chiuderà ,tu sarai per me, per sempre...alina zampetti.&lt;br /&gt;di: poesie di lady ambra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-140204543315221442?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/140204543315221442/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetasaggio-tu-sei-figlio-dellamore.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/140204543315221442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/140204543315221442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetasaggio-tu-sei-figlio-dellamore.html' title='poeta,saggio tu sei figlio dell&apos;amore .regalami rime ,lodi ...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xysq5oWVgA/TpKuf1ECzTI/AAAAAAAABqo/kgKsCgTzqOs/s72-c/il%2Btempo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-5329241099185609681</id><published>2011-10-09T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T01:55:46.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a te che sei l'unico al mondo  L'unica ragione per arrivare fino in fondo Ad ogni mio respiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TqtMObt4s8/TpFhAJQyG1I/AAAAAAAABqg/VF2awwRYzp8/s1600/ang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKx-ufkGC1Q/TpFRUsnz7DI/AAAAAAAABqQ/RbPbXBJFcMY/s320/cerchi%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661395622598798386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EXC_PJuj_JA/TpFQiGYvF-I/AAAAAAAABqI/nL9LjDMVEpA/s1600/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EXC_PJuj_JA/TpFQiGYvF-I/AAAAAAAABqI/nL9LjDMVEpA/s320/264074_220084204695254_151962748174067_543563_343990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661394753341560802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mUhdEaDVSvs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;......ed io ti sento amore mio perduto..hai ripreso il posto che non avevi perso mai.avvolta in questo autunno che porta la fine dell'estate .la mia brezza dell'anima osserva nuovi orizzonti ,.continuerò a rincorrere il tramonto anche senza alcun esito .il tramonto mi riporta due occhi sfuggiti e , cercati da sempre.tutto ciò per contenere il tuo ritaglio d'infinito e per ritrovare la strada  del silenzio  e della tua essenza che fa rumore.  .....alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8745076987684008514?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8745076987684008514/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-silenzio-ha-una-voce-e-si-sente-con.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8745076987684008514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8745076987684008514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-silenzio-ha-una-voce-e-si-sente-con.html' title='Il silenzio ha una voce e si sente con il cuore.il silenzio fa rumore....'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKx-ufkGC1Q/TpFRUsnz7DI/AAAAAAAABqQ/RbPbXBJFcMY/s72-c/cerchi%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-9085394753707128730</id><published>2011-10-08T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:29:44.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>l'amicizia se pur virtuale senza pensieri reconditi è vivere duemila sogni .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sA-5q9tba8Q/TpE_FBwiCXI/AAAAAAAABqA/QuZ4-22ev1E/s1600/educazionen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sA-5q9tba8Q/TpE_FBwiCXI/AAAAAAAABqA/QuZ4-22ev1E/s320/educazionen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661375562185312626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ggW0AqFH4f8/TpE-4LQuO2I/AAAAAAAABp4/ADPRIcv68VE/s1600/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ggW0AqFH4f8/TpE-4LQuO2I/AAAAAAAABp4/ADPRIcv68VE/s320/aklina%2Bpiccola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661375341397949282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la mia amicizia vuole possedere la bellezza della vostra anima.mai quella esteriore.non m'interessa.non sono qui per trovare il grande amore o farmi storie scoppiate..nessuno può conoscermi .soltanto io .gli occhi miei dove io viaggio hanno dato senso a tutta la mia vita e le mie strade, ed essi si svelano solo ai saggi e i poeti o gli illuminati di cuore.sono due specchi i miei occhi ti ci puoi vedere se riesci ad oltrepassarli .se entri nella mia  casa virtuale o cosmica ,ricorda tre comandamenti.educazione,rispetto,sincerità.annulla i  pensieri sconci .leggi nei miei occhi ti porteranno dove non sei stato mai.nella valle della sofferenza vera e delle  lacrime......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-9085394753707128730?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/9085394753707128730/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/lamicizia-se-pur-virtuale-senza.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9085394753707128730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/9085394753707128730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/lamicizia-se-pur-virtuale-senza.html' title='l&apos;amicizia se pur virtuale senza pensieri reconditi è vivere duemila sogni .'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sA-5q9tba8Q/TpE_FBwiCXI/AAAAAAAABqA/QuZ4-22ev1E/s72-c/educazionen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3505874663063228596</id><published>2011-10-08T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:21:05.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>il giorno che verrai!ci sarà un eclissi lunare ,il cielo nasconderà la luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6aa4X7AKt6c/TpE9SgAqEjI/AAAAAAAABpw/rZb7hI9tMHE/s1600/due%2Bcoppie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6aa4X7AKt6c/TpE9SgAqEjI/AAAAAAAABpw/rZb7hI9tMHE/s320/due%2Bcoppie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661373594621055538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGbr2o4CXuo/TpE9LfDQXaI/AAAAAAAABpo/CQIIWQFbf20/s1600/cercher%25C3%25B2n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGbr2o4CXuo/TpE9LfDQXaI/AAAAAAAABpo/CQIIWQFbf20/s320/cercher%25C3%25B2n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661373474104434082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4vWqy1aceo/TpE887Sc-WI/AAAAAAAABpg/8CiQJLhII8U/s1600/293317_189301sar%25C3%25A0%2Bperch%25C3%25A8%2Bti%2Bamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4vWqy1aceo/TpE887Sc-WI/AAAAAAAABpg/8CiQJLhII8U/s320/293317_189301sar%25C3%25A0%2Bperch%25C3%25A8%2Bti%2Bamo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661373223986329954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; per nascondere la bellezza del nostro amore.seguirà il giorno e il vigore di un sole&lt;br /&gt;sfumato che lento irradierà i suo raggi;&lt;br /&gt;profumi di tenebre nell'aria&lt;br /&gt;che non saprà di sconfitta.&lt;br /&gt;Non ci saranno partite da soccombere&lt;br /&gt;Invano i tiranni tenderanno&lt;br /&gt;di sovrastare il giorno del tuo arrivo,&lt;br /&gt;fiero mai stanco di cercarmi .&lt;br /&gt;lotterai contro demoni impazziti&lt;br /&gt;intraprendendo lunghi viaggi.&lt;br /&gt;aprirai con gioia il tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;e ti accorgerai che lo avevi il mio amore&lt;br /&gt;lo scoprirai che in una notte in cui ci fù&lt;br /&gt;un eclissi lunare lo sognasti il nostro amore.&lt;br /&gt;nel mio sorriso lo rivedrai , ti fece luce nel tuo cammino.&lt;br /&gt;cosi nel muto silenzio mi riconoscerai ad occhi chiusi&lt;br /&gt;una luce si accenderà nell'animo tuo&lt;br /&gt;tramite la mia voce riconoscerai un eco&lt;br /&gt;di tanti anni prima, che ci conoscemmo&lt;br /&gt;soltanto tramite brevi abbracci crepuscolari&lt;br /&gt;dove ci siamo stesi aspettando il tempo&lt;br /&gt;senza tagliarci in due sul filo dell'orizzonte.&lt;br /&gt;il giorno che verrai!noi saremo amore da una vita......alina zampetti.&lt;br /&gt;di: poesie di lady ambra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3505874663063228596?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3505874663063228596/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-giorno-che-verraici-sara-un-eclissi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3505874663063228596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3505874663063228596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-giorno-che-verraici-sara-un-eclissi.html' title='il giorno che verrai!ci sarà un eclissi lunare ,il cielo nasconderà la luna'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6aa4X7AKt6c/TpE9SgAqEjI/AAAAAAAABpw/rZb7hI9tMHE/s72-c/due%2Bcoppie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8196363120374305215</id><published>2011-10-08T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:17:33.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LE PERSONE DOVREBBERO INCONTRARSI BENDATE PER APPREZZARE E CONOSCERE PRIMA LA BELLEZZA DELLA MENTE E DEL CUORE,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X0xCIDviKo/TpE8d_MhceI/AAAAAAAABpY/3SXg_EprByY/s1600/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X0xCIDviKo/TpE8d_MhceI/AAAAAAAABpY/3SXg_EprByY/s320/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661372692459254242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsdFa8FszP8/TpE8OfGa8AI/AAAAAAAABpQ/vr-6-dWjSdw/s1600/x1pnwjjkhj3oyhznlleloh1962qxjw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsdFa8FszP8/TpE8OfGa8AI/AAAAAAAABpQ/vr-6-dWjSdw/s320/x1pnwjjkhj3oyhznlleloh1962qxjw.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661372426145689602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSI' QUANDO APRIRANNO GLI OCCHI AVRANNO DAVANTI SEMPRE E COMUNQUE LA PERSONA PIU' BELLA DEL MONDO ......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8196363120374305215?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8196363120374305215/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/le-persone-dovrebbero-incontrarsi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8196363120374305215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8196363120374305215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/le-persone-dovrebbero-incontrarsi.html' title='LE PERSONE DOVREBBERO INCONTRARSI BENDATE PER APPREZZARE E CONOSCERE PRIMA LA BELLEZZA DELLA MENTE E DEL CUORE,'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X0xCIDviKo/TpE8d_MhceI/AAAAAAAABpY/3SXg_EprByY/s72-c/bendataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-1560792700183889683</id><published>2011-10-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:32:28.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NELLA VITA NON BISOGNA ESSERE LA SECONDA SCELTA DI NESSUNO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfUaxOdkRzs/To_SVqrcYxI/AAAAAAAABpI/-IPY8VwSt-s/s1600/314731_2587886608alina%2Bzampetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfUaxOdkRzs/To_SVqrcYxI/AAAAAAAABpI/-IPY8VwSt-s/s320/314731_2587886608alina%2Bzampetti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660974526303593234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-061aLR9PunA/To_SNXbCUPI/AAAAAAAABpA/lU3HURnjP9w/s1600/benvenuti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-061aLR9PunA/To_SNXbCUPI/AAAAAAAABpA/lU3HURnjP9w/s320/benvenuti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660974383695548658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NELLE PERSONE CERCO  TRE COSE ..LA SINCERITà,L'ONORE E L'ALTRUISMO  '! .Il resto MI  lascia indifferente...alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-1560792700183889683?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/1560792700183889683/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/nella-vita-non-bisogna-essere-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1560792700183889683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/1560792700183889683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/nella-vita-non-bisogna-essere-la.html' title='NELLA VITA NON BISOGNA ESSERE LA SECONDA SCELTA DI NESSUNO...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfUaxOdkRzs/To_SVqrcYxI/AAAAAAAABpI/-IPY8VwSt-s/s72-c/314731_2587886608alina%2Bzampetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-8202512587429904165</id><published>2011-10-07T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:24:31.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La gente Vede, Sente e Parla...purtroppo però Vede Male.. Sente Poco e Parla Troppo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qPH85pV-eY/To_QeDsl6cI/AAAAAAAABo4/rKH1ksaT3_k/s1600/benigni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qPH85pV-eY/To_QeDsl6cI/AAAAAAAABo4/rKH1ksaT3_k/s320/benigni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660972471434996162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di benigni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-8202512587429904165?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/8202512587429904165/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-gente-vede-sente-e-parlapurtroppo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8202512587429904165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/8202512587429904165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-gente-vede-sente-e-parlapurtroppo.html' title='La gente Vede, Sente e Parla...purtroppo però Vede Male.. Sente Poco e Parla Troppo..'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qPH85pV-eY/To_QeDsl6cI/AAAAAAAABo4/rKH1ksaT3_k/s72-c/benigni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-6700270037100136889</id><published>2011-10-06T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:22:03.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Non ho padroni, non ho schiavi... non ho regno nè sudditi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoghCiGXBmY/To3VpAe5xRI/AAAAAAAABow/qe9P4iYEJz8/s1600/splashpageku8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoghCiGXBmY/To3VpAe5xRI/AAAAAAAABow/qe9P4iYEJz8/s320/splashpageku8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660415207155549458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eppure sono regina e reggente...&lt;br /&gt;nessun ricatto o riscatto.&lt;br /&gt;posso essere uno... nessuno... centomila...&lt;br /&gt;ma posso anche perdere tutto...&lt;br /&gt;senza sofferenza, senza rinuncia...&lt;br /&gt;sono quel che sono.sono colei che non ha paura dell'imponenza fisica...&lt;br /&gt;colei che sorride di fronte ad una mente eccelsa...&lt;br /&gt;sono colei che non è facile da gestire&lt;br /&gt;sono un mondo a parte tutto mio. Nessuno è il mio nome...&lt;br /&gt;il possidente e il nullatenente...&lt;br /&gt;nulla attecchisce su me...&lt;br /&gt;nulla di ciò che io non scelga e voglia...tocca a voi capire chi sono&lt;br /&gt;sotto a queste spoglie batte un cuore...&lt;br /&gt;segui la frequenza...la mia sua e forse...&lt;br /&gt;capirai i meccanismi e gli ingegni&lt;br /&gt;che fanno la differenza&lt;br /&gt;sono semplicemente io&lt;br /&gt;e questo dà problemi a molti......alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-6700270037100136889?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/6700270037100136889/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-ho-padroni-non-ho-schiavi-non-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6700270037100136889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/6700270037100136889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/non-ho-padroni-non-ho-schiavi-non-ho.html' title='Non ho padroni, non ho schiavi... non ho regno nè sudditi...'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoghCiGXBmY/To3VpAe5xRI/AAAAAAAABow/qe9P4iYEJz8/s72-c/splashpageku8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4889482243491551048.post-3883268897254266481</id><published>2011-10-05T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:42:39.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meglio essere me stessa con mille difetti.. che seguire la massa dei finti perfetti..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--M49RfhBXkw/TowmLAyryGI/AAAAAAAABoo/Q94RCAbQLrU/s1600/credevi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--M49RfhBXkw/TowmLAyryGI/AAAAAAAABoo/Q94RCAbQLrU/s320/credevi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659940802330871906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUi4quVNR1g/TowmCBNTSEI/AAAAAAAABog/L2_jwHk7XWQ/s1600/alinaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUi4quVNR1g/TowmCBNTSEI/AAAAAAAABog/L2_jwHk7XWQ/s320/alinaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659940647823689794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EF1wwdTg_is" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;...Sono uno sguardo particolare perche'&lt;br /&gt;non nascondo mai cio' che provo.&lt;br /&gt;Sono una bella chiacchierata fatta di risate......&lt;br /&gt;sono uno strato sottile che tengo stretto a me&lt;br /&gt;come per difesa. Ridere senza una ragione specifica,&lt;br /&gt;fare un bel sogno. Stare seduta su uno scoglio per ore a pensare&lt;br /&gt;e perdermi nei miei pensieri e silenzi.&lt;br /&gt;Mi emoziono davanti ad un tramonto, .&lt;br /&gt;.SONO SEMPLICEMENTE ME STESSA SEMPRE , non rinnego nulla della mia vita..ho fatto sempre ciò che ho voluto e lo continuerò a fare ,  a modo mio sempre.. .alina zampetti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4889482243491551048-3883268897254266481?l=ladyambra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/feeds/3883268897254266481/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/meglio-essere-me-stessa-con-mille.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3883268897254266481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4889482243491551048/posts/default/3883268897254266481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyambra.blogspot.com/2011/10/meglio-essere-me-stessa-con-mille.html' title='Meglio essere me stessa con mille difetti.. che seguire la massa dei finti perfetti..'/><author><name>ladyambra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06144173540987351285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xqhzcHXN6BU/TgNwop4AnrI/AAAAAAAABKo/yYAW0qpoOAE/s220/248583_172bellissimo%2Bcosi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--M49RfhBXkw/TowmLAyryGI/AAAAAAAABoo/Q94RCAbQLrU/s72-c/credevi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
