<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644220734634769724</id><updated>2009-10-12T19:57:53.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los sueños están helados</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonetodelsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644220734634769724/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonetodelsilencio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ligeia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08669213667437793676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644220734634769724.post-3225121275731950671</id><published>2008-03-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:30:55.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vil placer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbFh4e70zFQ/R9saQuKsgzI/AAAAAAAAABE/-mJIyPTaMNk/s1600-h/100_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761071165637426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbFh4e70zFQ/R9saQuKsgzI/AAAAAAAAABE/-mJIyPTaMNk/s320/100_1740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Detrás de la alegría y la risa, puede haber una naturaleza vulgar, dura e insensible. Pero detrás del sufrimiento, hay siempre sufrimiento. Al contrario que el placer, el dolor no lleva máscara..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644220734634769724-3225121275731950671?l=sonetodelsilencio.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonetodelsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3225121275731950671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644220734634769724&amp;postID=3225121275731950671' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644220734634769724/posts/default/3225121275731950671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644220734634769724/posts/default/3225121275731950671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonetodelsilencio.blogspot.com/2008/03/vil-placer.html' title='Vil placer'/><author><name>Ligeia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08669213667437793676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13961008237864689726'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbFh4e70zFQ/R9saQuKsgzI/AAAAAAAAABE/-mJIyPTaMNk/s72-c/100_1740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>