tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28308926363064955732024-03-05T09:43:27.535+00:00Onde me leva a corrente“Há palavras que fazem bater mais depressa o coração…” [Almada Negreiros]Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.comBlogger404125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-27652378591912747052014-02-02T10:46:00.001+00:002014-02-02T10:46:18.659+00:00Razão da minha paz já esquecida... <br />
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<br />Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-28734883155185903932014-01-23T00:20:00.000+00:002014-01-23T00:20:00.244+00:00Hoje descobri que estou "quebrada"<br />
Que me "quebraste"<br />
Tinha algumas dúvidas,<br />
Já tinha pensado nisso,<br />
mas hoje tenho a certeza, estou "quebrada"<br />
Penso que a reparação esteja fora de questão,<br />
o modelo é antigo<br />
as peças já não se vendem<br />
Estou "quebrada"<br />
E foste tu que me quebraste...<br />
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Têm sido uns dias assim... mas tudo passa...</div>
Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-75733110096689609242013-12-13T17:47:00.002+00:002013-12-13T17:47:51.989+00:00(stand up and take it...)<br />
I love you<br />
i always have<br />
i love everything about you<br />
even the things i don´t like... i love<br />
and i want you with me<br />
i love and i wished you would love me to<br />
do you?Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-4374983605309433132013-12-13T17:25:00.000+00:002013-12-13T17:28:57.230+00:00<span style="background-color: #20124d; color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; line-height: 25.1875px;">If you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. Even if you’re scared that it’ll cause problems. Even if you’re scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it, and you say it loud and you go from there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="color: white; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"><b style="background-color: #20124d;">fear of an even more broken heart :(</b></span></span>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-69894004716953805772013-11-09T22:55:00.000+00:002013-11-09T22:55:08.121+00:00se me perguntarem o quanto te amo dir lhes ei que te amo como o dia ama o Sol<br />
o céu pode estar nublado mas ainda assim não é dia sem ele<br />
que te amo como a noite ama a lua,<br />
porque mesmo em dia de lua nova ela não se vê mas está lá<br />
se me perguntarem porque te amo dir lhes ei que te amo<br />
porque se me amo a mim, como posso não amar a parte que és tu<br />
se me perguntarem até quando te vou amar dir lhes ei que o tempo<br />
não manda neste amor que sinto, não o dilui, não o apaga,<br />
o tempo acentua a saudade e não faz esquecer porque o coração já não é só meu<br />
mas teu tambémBlindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-88362303835145438012013-08-14T01:28:00.000+01:002013-08-14T01:28:11.371+01:00Aqueles momentos em que damos conta que... sabemos o que queremos mas não sabemos como o conseguir.<br />
É verdade, e por muito que pensemos sabemos que o momento chegou e passou. Pensamos no que aconteceu, como aconteceu, porque aconteceu. Damos por nós a querer acreditar em destino, que as coisas acontecem porque têm que acontecer. Mas no fim de contas, e por muito que passe o tempo, queremos reviver, fazer o que não fizemos. Não que tenhamos algum motivo de força maior para o não ter feito. Mas porque agora, e olhando para trás, queríamos ter feito. Não que seja importante ou pudesse de alguma forma mudar o rumo dos acontecimentos. Não é bem arrependimento, é mais uma sensação de vazio. Olhar para trás e sentir que faltou alguma coisa. Saber que se pudesse voltar lá, àquele momento... voltava... e depois... sei lá...Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-51301627773538869252013-07-14T21:59:00.003+01:002013-07-14T21:59:50.896+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
É verdade, nunca pensei, já ouvi falar no mal personificado... mas azia??</div>
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A verdade é que a azia é uma coisa lixada e toma conta de muita gente.</div>
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Isto está quase a acabar que é o que vale porque ninguém merece tanta mas tanta azia...</div>
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É o bufa para aqui, bate porta para ali... não há remédio caseiro que valha a esta gente...</div>
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Ainda por cima em dose dupla...</div>
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I´m sorry,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I shouldn´t have kept secrets<o:p></o:p></div>
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I´ve been thinking <o:p></o:p></div>
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Of what we hade<o:p></o:p></div>
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Of what we where<o:p></o:p></div>
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I´ve decided i want more<o:p></o:p></div>
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Come back to me<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-65568866520580618742012-10-02T01:03:00.001+01:002012-10-02T01:03:45.461+01:00And still I dream he'll come to me<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">There was a time when men were kind</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">When their voices were soft</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And their words inviting</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">There was a time when love was blind</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And the world was a song</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And the song was exciting</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">There was a time</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">Then it all went wrong</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">I dreamed a dream in time gone by</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">When hope was high</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And life worth living</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">I dreamed that love would never die</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">I dreamed that God would be forgiving</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">Then I was young and unafraid</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And dreams were made and used and wasted</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">There was no ransom to be paid</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">No song unsung, no wine untasted</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">But the tigers come at night</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">With their voices soft as thunder</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">As they tear your hope apart</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">As they turn your dream to shame</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">He slept a summer by my side</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">He filled my days with endless wonder</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">He took my childhood in his stride</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">But he was gone when autumn came</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And still I dream he'll come to me</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">That we will live the years together</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">But there are dreams that cannot be</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">And there are storms we cannot weather</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">I had a dream my life would be</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">So different from this hell I'm living</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">So different now from what it seemed</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;">Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.</span></div>
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eu disse que ia esquecer... tentei... a verdade é que tentei... falta-me aprender a viver com esta saudade...</div>
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLHJ87-arl4&feature=youtu.be"></a>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-25187493585434376282012-02-04T20:49:00.001+00:002012-02-04T20:53:22.180+00:00...<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NUJP0BwWB5Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br />And if i could be who you wanted<br />If i could be who you wanted all the timeBlindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-22124716907551226732011-02-02T20:36:00.000+00:002011-02-02T20:37:13.597+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ_sfGe0uvhNThmBSHOaGYnZBsx0lnPtxDRjHn_LGXNZxZxF242LVjbiLIdD46_aWIP9irPQ9AlAbnvu4ujOGMS7s6-bJUdza_1fLw7Qnab9Qc0GX-GrswiCP58YpMNefIFJgKZddSn3ak/s1600/vaga+de+frio.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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">Sabes, não me esqueço de ti, espero que sejas feliz minha amiga!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">tudo tem, na nossa vida, o lugar que lhe quisermos dar</div><div style="text-align: center;">e apesar de longe continuas perto...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwOMoRG5HA?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwOMoRG5HA?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-73241173503759555152010-08-22T10:56:00.003+01:002010-08-22T11:19:12.292+01:00Gostava de conseguir abrir mão de ti...<div>O aperto que me consome...</div><div>A lágrima que teima em cair...</div><div><br /></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-13341832769642348232010-08-18T11:53:00.002+01:002010-08-18T11:55:23.581+01:00...<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">I fill my days with memories of him. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">I remember how he used to look at me- as if I was his most valuable treasure. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">Has he found a new treasure? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">I can’t help but wonder if we will find a way back to each other. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">The road before us seems so very long and my head is clouded with such dark thoughts. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">I feel our bond grows weaker by the day and I’m powerless to stop it.’</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;">DC</span></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-81629003613833168512010-08-17T18:47:00.002+01:002010-08-17T18:51:01.810+01:00Não à violência<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6oHNrSfyTo?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6oHNrSfyTo?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-33340316456677656412010-08-01T09:30:00.001+01:002010-08-01T09:31:27.094+01:00...Nunca esqueci do que te lembraste...Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-39732211754122806092010-07-25T11:35:00.005+01:002010-07-25T11:51:18.099+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEips6vRjUgcnUm5sbEaSIY020Qtfl94LO6Mrm20mhxAHEL63dGgguot2Wo6Jfj7mDzwXdO19RoCVRiGYC-7qq3zN86IpHdfrpLeSYJwojLBxgmUc5fgIuULroB4CsXaNXMmRhp0lghkPolU/s1600/Nova+pasta.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEips6vRjUgcnUm5sbEaSIY020Qtfl94LO6Mrm20mhxAHEL63dGgguot2Wo6Jfj7mDzwXdO19RoCVRiGYC-7qq3zN86IpHdfrpLeSYJwojLBxgmUc5fgIuULroB4CsXaNXMmRhp0lghkPolU/s400/Nova+pasta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497794339162590866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcXISyynfEUZhqqCmTVHlZprmk_xlPoNbNoKDRzYuX4NCZZNQdEeypmK5QslSDmBTLW-7YdLUTdaIPFlKtnfV_HP-3QnOKU8piTScD0ZAafhkfF_-NYUVMfv8LtVt0CcCvA8joKFRDe100/s1600/SDC15908.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcXISyynfEUZhqqCmTVHlZprmk_xlPoNbNoKDRzYuX4NCZZNQdEeypmK5QslSDmBTLW-7YdLUTdaIPFlKtnfV_HP-3QnOKU8piTScD0ZAafhkfF_-NYUVMfv8LtVt0CcCvA8joKFRDe100/s400/SDC15908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497794333628175682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Esta parece-me uma lágrima...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-52960753445728305112010-07-21T22:45:00.001+01:002010-07-21T22:48:58.357+01:00Olha para mim quando falo<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyC7y8ld3f3yKstHguY0_ZnmS5PwRFOm3zClIjI7nozM-6COf83YR5Ru59FAZx6h6v3OXcVC_IcgTPk_UhL' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Blindnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07527796378054112618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2830892636306495573.post-90442263104393349932010-07-21T22:43:00.000+01:002010-07-21T22:44:17.423+01:00Crime organizado<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vnfwIvDiFyygCGjPlUbI9cRVAzY6Liqwnk2AeCkuk-gkmn9GZnZrb78qJlzLka1FQcPf6jfhInJ_srkMCPLXIMAPr83uC0nIdYIOxAVKKczVU8bh8octaGt5GJI4gjXF-vwh0d-rLC5J/s1600/image001.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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