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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:realidadeinventada.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>Realidade Inventada</title><link rel="self" href="http://realidadeinventada.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://realidadeinventada.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>(pensamentos do fundo do meu saco - imaginario)</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T17:04:27+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:realidadeinventada.blog.co.uk,2007-08-25:/2007/08/25/nostalgia~2870316/</id><title>Nostalgia</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://realidadeinventada.blog.co.uk/2007/08/25/nostalgia~2870316/"/><author><name>lolaraujo</name></author><published>2007-08-25T23:09:02+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:09:02+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Ce cerere cece;&lt;br&gt;
nos todos, eu com ela,&lt;br&gt;
eu sem ela, nos por cima&lt;br&gt;
e nos por baixo!&lt;/em&gt;". (: &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sao os tempos aureos.&lt;br&gt;
(seria pedir demais que os acentos funcionassem)
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