<?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-3741572086664151099</id><updated>2012-01-26T16:58:06.889-08:00</updated><category term='j'/><title type='text'>FRANK ... 3FM</title><subtitle type='html'>SIEMPRE SINTONIZADO ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-5256590326482470310</id><published>2012-01-08T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T16:43:55.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;ESTE BLOG ESTARÁ FUERA DE SERVICIO POR UNAS SEMANAS EN LO QUE SE PREPARA SU NUEVA LOOK PARA ESTE 2012 CON NUEVAS HISTORIAS Y POESÍAS QUE DISFRUTAR Y DEMÁS... 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GRACIAS POR SU ATENCIÓN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-5256590326482470310?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/5256590326482470310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=5256590326482470310' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5256590326482470310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5256590326482470310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2012/01/este-blog-estara-fuera-de-servicio-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-406679855648717649</id><published>2011-04-20T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:28:18.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORPRESAS Y FANTASIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Próximamente sorpresas y miles de fantasías que vivir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;aqui en FRANK ...3FM :      LA VOZ QUE SE ESCUCHA &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;NO TE LO PIERDAS&lt;/b&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/3741572086664151099-406679855648717649?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/406679855648717649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=406679855648717649' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/406679855648717649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/406679855648717649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorpresas-y-fantasias.html' title='SORPRESAS Y FANTASIAS'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-3756902961124300425</id><published>2011-04-20T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:23:41.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY ME SIENTO ... ASÍ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-it1Ll3p7F6s/Ta_K0A_zdzI/AAAAAAAAANc/XY8xxD1zo60/s1600/iron_and_wine_kiss_each_other_clean.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-it1Ll3p7F6s/Ta_K0A_zdzI/AAAAAAAAANc/XY8xxD1zo60/s400/iron_and_wine_kiss_each_other_clean.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597915856814438194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoy Me Siento... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ASÍ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoy me siento bendito en el nombre de Jesús,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pero al mismo tiempo me siento    una   maldita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;basura, un desecho de la vida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lo que  siento no  es algo  pasajero, es algo que el &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;destino  me   ha    contagiado, un  maldito   virus &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que ataca mis sentimientos, una maldita plaga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que se aloja en mi corazón. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoy después de tantas luchas, he despertado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;diferente, sin ganas de pelear una batalla, ayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuando mis pensamientos formaban la oscuridad &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dentro de mi, me di cuenta que la vida me regala &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;una oportunidad, acompañada de una tormenta &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;negra llena de penas y luego un rayito de sol sale &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;de entre las nubes y me da voz de alerta hacia  un &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;maremoto  que hundirá mis tierras.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoy no se como me siento, no se que hacer, la vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;es aun mas compleja que la muerte, quien sabe, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tal vez el día que conozca la muerte, se me habrá &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;acabado el tiempo para conocer la vida, la maldita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o quizás bendita vida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoy cuando quiero gritar de felicidad, lo único &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que hago es ahogarme en ella, la vida están justa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;con los malditos y tan injusta con los benditos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoy me siento como escribo, como dije, como lo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;acabo de plasmar, como  la vida me trata...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;       &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                     HOY ME SIENTO ... ASÍ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por: FRANK 3FM&lt;/b&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/3741572086664151099-3756902961124300425?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/3756902961124300425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=3756902961124300425' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/3756902961124300425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/3756902961124300425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoy-me-siento.html' title='HOY ME SIENTO ... ASÍ'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-it1Ll3p7F6s/Ta_K0A_zdzI/AAAAAAAAANc/XY8xxD1zo60/s72-c/iron_and_wine_kiss_each_other_clean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-1787534121852586333</id><published>2010-06-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:32:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Hija del Rey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo más importante a destacar es como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;esta novela juvenil atrapa a cualquier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;joven que la lea, debido a su elaborada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;narrativa, ya que no todos los escritores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tienen la potestad de atrapar al lector &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;con sus obras, es una cualidad y un don &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a mencionar que posee la escritora cubana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Diana Castillo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Villalón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Hija del Rey es una novela en donde la joven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Meyim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; vive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tranquilamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; o mejor dicho una noche un misterioso personaje &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;le dice una verdad muy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; de creer, entonces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Meyim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; llena de dudas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;emprende una aventura hacia un lugar desconocido a sus ojos, pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;definitivamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; era a donde ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pertenecía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Meyim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; junto a su hermano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, se adentran a un mundo para desvelar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;el misterio de la verdadera identidad de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Meyim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, en donde ella descubre más &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;de lo que esperaba descubrir... Una gran aventura en donde el suspenso, el misterio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; se apoderan de ti, hasta atraparte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;completamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Hija del Rey un relato en donde el lector &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;descubrirá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; que la vida guarda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;muchos misterios y nosotros somos los encargados de descubrirlos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una novela que no podemos dejar de leer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLffuR-2lOM/S8Ym03gE6wI/AAAAAAAABvw/qL7SR6gvnzY/s1600/la+portada+el+hijo+del+rey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 781px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLffuR-2lOM/S8Ym03gE6wI/AAAAAAAABvw/qL7SR6gvnzY/s1600/la+portada+el+hijo+del+rey.jpg" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-1787534121852586333?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/1787534121852586333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=1787534121852586333' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1787534121852586333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1787534121852586333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-hija-del-rey.html' title='La Hija del Rey'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLffuR-2lOM/S8Ym03gE6wI/AAAAAAAABvw/qL7SR6gvnzY/s72-c/la+portada+el+hijo+del+rey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-1004781897134189574</id><published>2010-06-08T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:51:32.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Condenados a Vivir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotos0.mundofotos.net/2009/29_01_2009/mesterio1233237810/un-corazon-encadenado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 517px;" src="http://fotos0.mundofotos.net/2009/29_01_2009/mesterio1233237810/un-corazon-encadenado.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condenados a vivir una intensa historia de amor, que llenara  todas tus expectativas.&lt;br /&gt;Es un relato memorable que marcara nuestras vidas, en el cual nos daremos cuenta que no&lt;br /&gt;todos son amigos, pues es una historia que nos enseñara a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arriesgarnos&lt;/span&gt; en el amor, a dar el todo por el todo.&lt;br /&gt;En esta trama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt; nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;harán&lt;/span&gt; vivir y sentir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;condenadamente&lt;/span&gt; enamorados, cada personaje &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;desempeña&lt;/span&gt; un papel muy importante. No puedes dejar de leer esta magnifica y candente historia que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pondrá&lt;/span&gt; a flor de piel todos nuestros sentidos en el amor condenado a sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta obra es un espaldarazo a un amor que naufrago en los brazos de la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;traición&lt;/span&gt;.es un intento &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;baldío&lt;/span&gt; por ahogar el dolor de saber que la mujer de los sueños, la mujer de la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;idolatría&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gemía&lt;/span&gt; en los brazos de un amigo... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Fragmento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;reflejaba&lt;/span&gt; la belleza latina y el fuego criollo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su cara limpia como de ángel, la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;contemplaba&lt;/span&gt; y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;volvía&lt;/span&gt; loco de furia y de encanto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su mirada me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aturdía&lt;/span&gt;, me llevaba al infierno y &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a la gloria, su estilo de mujer atrevida e inocente me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;excitaba los canales ardientes de mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;volcán&lt;/span&gt; interior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solo de verla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sentía&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;llevándome&lt;/span&gt; a una erupción&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;demoniaca que dominaba mi cuerpo y las partes &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;especiales del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;espíritu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;El cuerpo tenia sus atributos bien colocados,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sus senos erectos y asaltantes me invitaban a probar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;de las bienaventuranzas de la vida, su figura de escultura&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bien diseñada no tenia que envidiar a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Esta novela es de JESUS MORALES un autor dominicano nacido &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;en Hato Mayor el 10 de septiembre de 1980.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aySvzzwnSjg/SY2xJBRTahI/AAAAAAAAAos/_ez6_pp-9A0/Coraz%C3%B3n+encadenado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 613px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aySvzzwnSjg/SY2xJBRTahI/AAAAAAAAAos/_ez6_pp-9A0/Coraz%C3%B3n+encadenado.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-1004781897134189574?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/1004781897134189574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=1004781897134189574' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1004781897134189574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1004781897134189574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/condenados-vivir.html' title='Condenados a Vivir'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aySvzzwnSjg/SY2xJBRTahI/AAAAAAAAAos/_ez6_pp-9A0/s72-c/Coraz%C3%B3n+encadenado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-1716063944092229015</id><published>2010-06-02T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:50:56.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AYER</title><content type='html'>Ayer nació la mujer,&lt;br /&gt;la heroína, mi gran amor&lt;br /&gt;la que nunca imagine que&lt;br /&gt;yo iba a querer, la que&lt;br /&gt;nunca imagine que en tan&lt;br /&gt;corto tiempo me causaría&lt;br /&gt;tanto dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer nació y no la vi venir&lt;br /&gt;pero si la vi partir, como el&lt;br /&gt;destello de una estrella vino&lt;br /&gt;al mundo mi amor, pero tan rápido&lt;br /&gt;paso el tiempo, como el abrir y cerrar de ojos,&lt;br /&gt;así murió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murió rápido pero lento,&lt;br /&gt;rápido se fue la ilusión y&lt;br /&gt;lento el dolor que dejo en mi&lt;br /&gt;corazón.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics.amigos.com/ffe/blogs_100/13/158313.3029.big.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 419px;" src="http://graphics.amigos.com/ffe/blogs_100/13/158313.3029.big.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Frank Félix Figueroa Malvar (3FM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-1716063944092229015?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/1716063944092229015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=1716063944092229015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1716063944092229015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1716063944092229015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/ayer-nacio-la-mujer-la-heroina-mi-gran.html' title='AYER'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-5804606820880484264</id><published>2010-06-02T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:50:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo Que Dejo Tu Muerte</title><content type='html'>La oscuridad me ha dejado desconsertado,&lt;br /&gt;tu aliento no es lo contrario de tu cuerpo helado,&lt;br /&gt;esos tu ojos ya no miran a ningún lado,&lt;br /&gt;pues siguen un camino largo y desolado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un valle de lágrimas causado por la noche,&lt;br /&gt;un sol que se apago por la llegada del eclipse,&lt;br /&gt;un viento fuerte que asota el vacío,&lt;br /&gt;allá donde la niebla se ve más oscura y más densa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La muerte, eso es, nada más que la muerte,&lt;br /&gt;que mejor explicación de lo pasado que la&lt;br /&gt;ausencia, vacío del alma, agujero negro del&lt;br /&gt;corazón que se cierra pero no se olvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peligro, tu ausencia me grita peligro,&lt;br /&gt;la oscuridad viene detrás de mí, por que&lt;br /&gt;tu ausencia me a llevado a buscar la noche,&lt;br /&gt;allá, allá si se ve oscura , muy oscura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolor, lo que el corazón siente&lt;br /&gt;ya que no te tiene, por que la herida&lt;br /&gt;se cierra pero el recuerdo queda,&lt;br /&gt;Marina mi corazón no te olvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1p8aDrDLmvAS9h7OSARFUpAx7DsyQDoGP3f-6MmUT6CPvBqWeqhMFNm-RMzD4m1i8_E5Cd-4y2ffI"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 322px;" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1p8aDrDLmvAS9h7OSARFUpAx7DsyQDoGP3f-6MmUT6CPvBqWeqhMFNm-RMzD4m1i8_E5Cd-4y2ffI" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Frank Felix Figueroa Malvar (3FM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-5804606820880484264?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/5804606820880484264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=5804606820880484264' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5804606820880484264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5804606820880484264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/lo-que-dejo-tu-muerte.html' title='Lo Que Dejo Tu Muerte'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-1392798442353421947</id><published>2010-06-01T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:52:39.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTRO PALO A LA TRISTEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://apologista.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/risas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 236px;" src="http://apologista.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/risas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El reir está demostrado de que es una de las&lt;br /&gt;terapias más segura para lograr la felicidad,&lt;br /&gt;el reir sana el corazón de toda herida...&lt;br /&gt;Por eso si quieres reir sin parar no puedes&lt;br /&gt;dejar de leer este libro, trata de una compilacion&lt;br /&gt;de chistes muy variados que te haran gozar,&lt;br /&gt;pero lo mejor de todo es que no importa tu estado de&lt;br /&gt;animo ya que las risas no se detendran y te recorrera&lt;br /&gt;todo el cuerpo haste hacerte explotar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otro palo a la tristeza un libro para hacerte llorar,&lt;br /&gt;patalear y morir de la risa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-1392798442353421947?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/1392798442353421947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=1392798442353421947' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1392798442353421947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/1392798442353421947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/otro-palo-la-tristeza.html' title='OTRO PALO A LA TRISTEZA'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-2514088277760289307</id><published>2010-06-01T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:54:44.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El Adios...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rafaelsos.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/el-adios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 332px;" src="http://rafaelsos.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/el-adios.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En verdad os digo que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el "adios" no existe :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si se pronuncia entre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dos seres que nunca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se encontraron , es una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palabra innecesaria.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si se dice entre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dos que fueron uno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es una palabra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por que el mundo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real del espíritu,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sólo hay encuentros&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y nunca despedidas, y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que el recuerdo del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ser amado crece en el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alma con la distancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;como el eco en las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;montañas del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crepúsculo.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; por : KAHLIL GIBRAN "EL PROFETA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-2514088277760289307?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/2514088277760289307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=2514088277760289307' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2514088277760289307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2514088277760289307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/06/el-adios.html' title='El Adios...'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-175136022904923657</id><published>2010-05-01T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:47:51.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLUD DE TEATRO DE LA BIBLIOTECA INFANTIL Y JUVENIL  REP. DOMINICANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;LOS CLÁSICOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S9ym9c-O4SI/AAAAAAAAAH4/81aQd1W9vsE/s1600/LOS+CLASICOS.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S9ym9c-O4SI/AAAAAAAAAH4/81aQd1W9vsE/s400/LOS+CLASICOS.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466427622400385314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; NOSOTROS SOMOS LOS INTEGRANTES DEL CLUD DE TEATRO LOS CLÁSICOS DE LA BIBLIOTECA... QUE  MUY PRONTO VENIMOS CON MUCHAS SORPRESAS... TAMBIEN LES QUEREMOS INVITAR A NUESTRA SEGUNDA FUNCION DE LA OBRA &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;¨LOS CLÁSICOS ¨&lt;/span&gt; EN LA XIII FERIA INTERNACIONAL DEL LIBRO 2010 ESTE JUEVES 6 DE MAYO A LAS 4:30 DE LA TARDE, DONDE TENDRAS LA OPORTUNIDAD DE CONOCER A NUESTRA MAESTRA, AMIGA, DIRECTORA Y ESCRITORA DE LA OBRA &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;¨LOS CLÁSICOS¨&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;CARLOTA CARRETERO&lt;/span&gt;...... NO TE LO PIERDAS... TE ESPERAMOS... BENDICIONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-175136022904923657?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/175136022904923657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=175136022904923657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/175136022904923657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/175136022904923657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/05/clud-de-teatro-de-la-biblioteca.html' title='CLUD DE TEATRO DE LA BIBLIOTECA INFANTIL Y JUVENIL  REP. DOMINICANA'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S9ym9c-O4SI/AAAAAAAAAH4/81aQd1W9vsE/s72-c/LOS+CLASICOS.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-2273748959818417118</id><published>2010-04-08T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:56:14.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUY PRONTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUY PRONTO ......GRANDES SORPRESAS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-2273748959818417118?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/2273748959818417118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=2273748959818417118' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2273748959818417118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2273748959818417118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/04/muy-pronto.html' title='MUY PRONTO'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-5273562251749393608</id><published>2010-03-01T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:38:41.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Llegaron las Pascuas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S4xdReQJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/O-VqV0uf3a8/s1600-h/Pascua+Juvenil+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S4xdReQJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/O-VqV0uf3a8/s400/Pascua+Juvenil+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443828604344020498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les invito a todos los que visiten mi blog a la pascua  juvenil ... muy pronto les dire la fecha y los dias en que se efectuara... ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-5273562251749393608?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/5273562251749393608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=5273562251749393608' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5273562251749393608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5273562251749393608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/03/llegaron-las-pascuas.html' title='Llegaron las Pascuas'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S4xdReQJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/O-VqV0uf3a8/s72-c/Pascua+Juvenil+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-4404384897366247329</id><published>2010-02-16T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:31:14.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Dibujos... de hace mucho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3rxh9TZ1VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5kJ_YXv5-ws/s1600-h/2852525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 461px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3rxh9TZ1VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5kJ_YXv5-ws/s400/2852525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438925065697219922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3rv5Wd9vgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cA_u6cQiNnQ/s1600-h/0550055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 452px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3rv5Wd9vgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cA_u6cQiNnQ/s400/0550055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438923268566138370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3rv5HyU5ZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_hYDntmZf20/s1600-h/23070000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XLVvulxII/AAAAAAAAAG4/otPwuqkhHQ0/s400/imagenes_de_flores_xzNv2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475699569312898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="titulo_principal"&gt;Historia de San Valentín&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XH8n13gPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E_siaBNAE5o/s1600-h/399733_IKSMENVUCLKPQLV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XH8n13gPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/E_siaBNAE5o/s400/399733_IKSMENVUCLKPQLV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437471969420738802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XG__23pGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wvkwgi7ewxs/s1600-h/xJMB5OxMAUyz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 363px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XG__23pGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wvkwgi7ewxs/s400/xJMB5OxMAUyz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470927895372898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XG_bcIL0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/dEVRqci3Y48/s1600-h/qXh4U6KiZb9v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XG_bcIL0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/dEVRqci3Y48/s400/qXh4U6KiZb9v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470918119534402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Los enamorados tienen un día en nuestro calendario para demostrar o reafirmar su amor mediante &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/regalos/"&gt;regalos&lt;/a&gt;, dedicatorias o poemas pero ¿por qué el 14 de febrero? ¿Quieres conocer la leyenda de San Valentín y de dónde procede esta celebración?          &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Existen diversas teorías que otorgan a esta fecha el origen del Día de los Enamorados. En los países nórdicos es durante estas fechas cuando se emparejan y  aparean los pájaros, de ahí que este periodo se vea como un símbolo de amor y de creación.          &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Algunos creen que es una fiesta cristianizada del paganismo, ya que en la antigua Roma se realizaba la adoración al dios del amor, cuyo nombre griego era Eros y a quien los romanos llamaban Cupido. En esta celebración se pedían los favores del dios a través de regalos u ofrendas para conseguir así encontrar al enamorado ideal.          &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             También, y hace muchos siglos, fue tradicional en Inglaterra la "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiesta de los valentinus"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, donde se elegían a hombres y a mujeres para que formaran pareja. Muchas de estas parejas se convertían en marido y mujer y conseguían la felicidad de pareja que se espera encontrar y consolidar el Día de San Valentín. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Otras fuentes centran el origen de la historia de San Valentín en la Roma del siglo III, época en la que el cristianismo era perseguido. En este periodo también se prohibía el matrimonio entre los soldados ya que se creía que los hombres solteros rendían más en el campo de batalla que los hombres casados porque no estaban emocionalmente ligados a sus familias. &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Es en estas circunstancias cuando surge la figura de San Valentín, un sacerdote cristiano que ante tal injusticia decide casar a las parejas bajo el ritual cristiano a escondidas de los ojos romanos.          &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Valentín adquiere por proteger a los enamorados y auspiciar bodas secretas gran prestigio en toda la ciudad y es llamado por el emperador Claudio II para conocerle. El sacerdote aprovecha aquella visita para hacer propaganda de la religión cristiana y convencer al emperador para que siga los pasos de Jesús. Aunque en un principio Claudio II se sintió atraído por aquella religión que los mismos romanos perseguían, los soldados y el propio Gobernador de Roma le obligaron a desistir y organizaron una campaña en contra de Valentín. El emperador romano cambió de opinión y ordenó al gobernador de Roma que procesara al sacerdote.          &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             La misión de condenar al sacerdote la tuvo que llevar acabo el lugarteniente, Asterius. Éste, cuando estuvo delante del sacerdote,  se burló de la religión cristiana y quiso poner a prueba a Valentín. Le preguntó si sería capaz de devolver la vista a una de sus hijas que era ciega de nacimiento. El sacerdote aceptó y en nombre del Señor obró el milagro. El lugarteniente y toda su familia se convirtieron al cristianismo pero no pudieron librar a Valentín de su martirio. San Valentín fue ejecutado un 14 de febrero.         &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mientras estuvo encerrado, su carcelero le pidió que diera clases a su hija Julia, a base de lecciones y horas juntos, Valentín se enamoró de la muchacha. La víspera de su ejecución, envió una nota de despedida a la chica en la que firmó con las palabras "de tu Valentín", de ahí el origen de las &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/cartas-de-amor/" title="Cartas de Amor"&gt;cartas de amor&lt;/a&gt; y poemas que se envían los enamorados en la actualidad y de la expresión de despedida "From Your Valentine"; conocida en todo el mundo adjunta en miles de &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/postales/" title="Postales de San Valentín"&gt;postales de San Valentín&lt;/a&gt;.         &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;historia de San Valentín&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; hubiera quedado ahí si no fuera porque dos siglos más tarde la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iglesia católica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; la recuperó. Por aquel entonces era tradición entre los adolescentes practicar una curiosa fiesta pagana derivada de los ritos en honor del dios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lupercus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, dios de la fertilidad que se celebraba el día 15 de febrero. Era un sorteo mediante el cual cada chico escogía el nombre de una joven que se convertiría en su compañera de diversión durante un año. La Santa Sede quiso acabar con esta celebración pagana y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;canonizó a San Valentín&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;patrón de los enamorados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             El cuerpo de San Valentín se conserva actualmente en la Basílica de su mismo nombre que está situada en la ciudad italiana de Terni. Cada 14 de febrero se celebra en este templo un acto de compromiso por parte de diferentes parejas que quieren unirse en matrimonio al año siguiente.  &lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;             Sea como fuese, San Valentín se ha convertido en el patrón de todos los enamorados y de todas aquellas personas que quieren tener una pareja. Los comerciantes se han hecho eco de esta festividad y la han convertido en un día perfecto para aumentar las ventas. &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/flores/" title="Flores"&gt;Flores&lt;/a&gt;, postales, &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/poemas-de-amor/" title="Poemas de Amor"&gt;poemas de amor&lt;/a&gt;, dedicatorias, bombones y &lt;a href="http://www.sanvalentin.com/regalos/" title="Regalos"&gt;regalos&lt;/a&gt; de todo tipo se realizan este día al ser querido para demostrar su amor y amistad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-9107640098024966528?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/9107640098024966528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=9107640098024966528' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/9107640098024966528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/9107640098024966528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/02/historia-de-san-valentin-los-enamorados.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S3XLVvulxII/AAAAAAAAAG4/otPwuqkhHQ0/s72-c/imagenes_de_flores_xzNv2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-51108724462826847</id><published>2010-02-04T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:10:54.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Este tambien es uno de mis dibujos k realize en paint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no le hagan mucho caso a josé ramón es medio loco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gracias y Muchas Bendiciones a todos los k visitan mi Blog... K DIOS LES CUIDE SIEMPRE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2sol2fFxmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SeEqddLAHcg/s1600-h/el+amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2sol2fFxmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SeEqddLAHcg/s400/el+amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434482006098822754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POR: Frank Felix Figueroa Malvar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-51108724462826847?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/51108724462826847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=51108724462826847' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/51108724462826847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/51108724462826847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/02/este-tambien-es-uno-de-mis-dibujos-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2sol2fFxmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SeEqddLAHcg/s72-c/el+amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-8064872581480119946</id><published>2010-01-30T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:44:58.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mis Creaciones...OK&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mi inspiracion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlxZ0gXUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T5vbIUhN5MM/s1600-h/4444444444452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719687423122754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 310px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlxZ0gXUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T5vbIUhN5MM/s400/4444444444452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;sakura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlLUzxKnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1TaAY9-k3sY/s1600-h/8786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719033242823282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 332px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlLUzxKnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1TaAY9-k3sY/s400/8786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;mi animal favorito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlLEX9U1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/rgtWW9wK1RQ/s1600-h/98820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719028831212370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 332px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlLEX9U1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/rgtWW9wK1RQ/s400/98820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;logo de promocion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlK1clajI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3dvAz9Ege5A/s1600-h/565320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719024824085042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 343px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlK1clajI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3dvAz9Ege5A/s400/565320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;tiburon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlKpL3JNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bjVKpmuurHY/s1600-h/846569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719021532718290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 339px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlKpL3JNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bjVKpmuurHY/s400/846569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;El es Rium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlKctIZyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WnyNAPUx1U4/s1600-h/0213021540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432719018182600482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 333px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlKctIZyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WnyNAPUx1U4/s400/0213021540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corazon de Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2Tk2YX1W9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/43auThZrYFY/s1600-h/gaby+e+ivette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432718673422146514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 312px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2Tk2YX1W9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/43auThZrYFY/s400/gaby+e+ivette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POR :  FRANK FELIX FIGUEROA MALVAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-8064872581480119946?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/8064872581480119946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=8064872581480119946' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/8064872581480119946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/8064872581480119946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2010/01/mis-creaciones.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/S2TlxZ0gXUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T5vbIUhN5MM/s72-c/4444444444452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-6352644100828353767</id><published>2009-10-10T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:25:21.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCjOWcX1oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X3IBg30pLDs/s1600-h/deseos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCjOWcX1oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X3IBg30pLDs/s400/deseos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390988220900562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Como Deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ser pirata, para navegar en el mar de tus labios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ser tos, para aferrarme a tu pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ser el agua que bebes, para conocerte por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ser tus ojos, para ver a través de ti lo que es hermoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ser el sol, para brindarte mi calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ser miel, para endulsarte toda la piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; estar en tu corazón, para saber si me quieres como te quiero yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCihA7Ha3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EeMWBc2RxSU/s1600-h/deseo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCihA7Ha3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EeMWBc2RxSU/s400/deseo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390987442029816690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCig8Q2SWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/egCw6XaQINo/s1600-h/amor-en-el-lago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCig8Q2SWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/egCw6XaQINo/s400/amor-en-el-lago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390987440778791266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCigfOTTeI/AAAAAAAAADw/7SQJjjKoT0E/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCigfOTTeI/AAAAAAAAADw/7SQJjjKoT0E/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390987432983481826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por: Frank 3FM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-6352644100828353767?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/6352644100828353767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=6352644100828353767' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/6352644100828353767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/6352644100828353767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-deseo-como-deseo-ser-pirata-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/StCjOWcX1oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X3IBg30pLDs/s72-c/deseos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-3970379737113765245</id><published>2009-09-17T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:14:27.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medita o Analiza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Una palabra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hiere más Profundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;que una Espada...                ¿por que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-3970379737113765245?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/3970379737113765245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=3970379737113765245' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/3970379737113765245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/3970379737113765245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/medita-o-analiza.html' title='Medita o Analiza'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-70305477651398397</id><published>2009-09-17T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:09:07.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo para analizar</title><content type='html'>Una Palabra hiere&lt;br /&gt; más Profundo que&lt;br /&gt; una Espada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-70305477651398397?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/70305477651398397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=70305477651398397' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/70305477651398397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/70305477651398397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/algo-para-analizar.html' title='Algo para analizar'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-5177389822460659402</id><published>2009-09-17T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:57:51.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TE AMO POR QUE TE AMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKiuaIKLEI/AAAAAAAAACA/0It8RH1AB50/s1600-h/solo-tienes-que-decir-te-amo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKiuaIKLEI/AAAAAAAAACA/0It8RH1AB50/s400/solo-tienes-que-decir-te-amo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382543422832389186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;     Para quererte me falta todo por que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;te amo por tu mirada reflejo de tu sinceridad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;te amo por tu sonrisa ventana abierta de tu alegria, te amo por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo por tus labios mar en el que quisiera navegar, te amo por tus manos dispuestas a ayudar sin recibir, te amo por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo por tu voz melodia de tus sentimientos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;te amo por tu piel, un mundo nuevo que descubrir, te amo por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo por la razón, te amo por la humildad, te amo por la pasión, te amo por la tristeza, te amo por la alegria, te amo por la fé, te amo por la esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo con el corazón que nunca perdio la esperanza, de quererte con la razón, la razón de amarte con  pasión, sin perder la fé a pesar de la tristeza y la alegria que dejo la humildad de tus palabras el día de tu partida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     Te amo por que te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                por: Frank 3FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-5177389822460659402?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/5177389822460659402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=5177389822460659402' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5177389822460659402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5177389822460659402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-amo-por-que-te-amo.html' title='TE AMO POR QUE TE AMO'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKiuaIKLEI/AAAAAAAAACA/0It8RH1AB50/s72-c/solo-tienes-que-decir-te-amo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-395836993717253312</id><published>2009-09-17T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:09:07.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Amo por que te Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKdHW59LKI/AAAAAAAAABw/xMtbjeCgQDw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 29px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKdHW59LKI/AAAAAAAAABw/xMtbjeCgQDw/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382537254394473634" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-395836993717253312?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/395836993717253312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=395836993717253312' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/395836993717253312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/395836993717253312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-amo-por-que-te-amo_17.html' title='Te Amo por que te Amo'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKdHW59LKI/AAAAAAAAABw/xMtbjeCgQDw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-4358858901328846834</id><published>2009-09-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:18:54.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKZjBWLe1I/AAAAAAAAABo/Z6VFkYhZR8k/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKZjBWLe1I/AAAAAAAAABo/Z6VFkYhZR8k/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533331597097810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;  EN PAZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" id="P4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Muy cerca de mi ocaso, yo te bendigo, vida,&lt;br /&gt;porque nunca me diste ni esperanza fallida,&lt;br /&gt;ni trabajos injustos, ni pena inmerecida;&lt;br /&gt;porque veo al final de mi rudo camino&lt;br /&gt;que yo fui el arquitecto de mi propio destino;&lt;br /&gt;que si extraje la miel o la hiel de las cosas,&lt;br /&gt;fue porque en ellas puse hiel o mieles sabrosas:&lt;br /&gt;cuando planté rosales, coseché siempre rosas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;...Cierto, a mis lozanías va a seguir el invierno:&lt;br /&gt;¡mas tú no me dijiste que mayo fuese eterno! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hallé sin duda largas noches de mis penas;&lt;br /&gt;mas no me prometiste tú sólo noches buenas;&lt;br /&gt;y en cambio tuve algunas santamente serenas... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Amé, fui amado, el sol acarició mi faz.&lt;br /&gt;¡Vida, nada me debes! ¡Vida, estamos en paz!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    por: Amado Nervo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-4358858901328846834?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/4358858901328846834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=4358858901328846834' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/4358858901328846834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/4358858901328846834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/en-paz-muy-cerca-de-mi-ocaso-yo-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKZjBWLe1I/AAAAAAAAABo/Z6VFkYhZR8k/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-2849301233157792783</id><published>2009-09-17T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:05:29.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿QUE ES EL AMOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKWc7sv-HI/AAAAAAAAABg/RnCcke-3lLY/s1600-h/y1pBKihX2w4E5AjF7dkSey8kXObO80PTsr2KKR2-avfntxHOrS5NR19jAZVSs2hpwE5CFj49HyDH_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKWc7sv-HI/AAAAAAAAABg/RnCcke-3lLY/s400/y1pBKihX2w4E5AjF7dkSey8kXObO80PTsr2KKR2-avfntxHOrS5NR19jAZVSs2hpwE5CFj49HyDH_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382529928467052658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Es el amor un sentimiento tan profundo ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;que sólo el corazón tiene la profundidad para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;guardarlo día a día, noche a noche, en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;cada momento de la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Es el amor un sentimiento tan bello y tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;extraño, que no hay palabras que lo expliquen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sólo sueños que lo imaginen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Ees el amor como una bomba de tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;por que no llega ni muy rapido, ni muy lento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sólo llega a su debido momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Es el amor algo extraordinario, por que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;no hay persona que pueda resistir su encanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ni siquiera en el espacio más solitario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Es el amor como un tatuage, por que es muy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;dificil de borrarlo, es el amor algo que viene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;de adentro, ya que es muy dificil de olvidarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Es el amor la felicidad mas grande, pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;con el se sufre un dolor inmenso, por eso es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;que se ama y se sufre al mismo tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;                                     por: Frank 3FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-2849301233157792783?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/2849301233157792783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=2849301233157792783' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2849301233157792783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/2849301233157792783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/que-es-el-amor.html' title='¿QUE ES EL AMOR?'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKWc7sv-HI/AAAAAAAAABg/RnCcke-3lLY/s72-c/y1pBKihX2w4E5AjF7dkSey8kXObO80PTsr2KKR2-avfntxHOrS5NR19jAZVSs2hpwE5CFj49HyDH_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3741572086664151099.post-5715363858366784116</id><published>2009-09-16T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:43:05.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acabo de crear mi blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKNU_Td9tI/AAAAAAAAABI/sVRQsMqUEb0/s1600-h/1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKNU_Td9tI/AAAAAAAAABI/sVRQsMqUEb0/s400/1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382519896391153362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hola soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Frank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;y este es mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;k creen acabo de crearmelo, estoy super contento por k voy a compartir mis opiniones con ustedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3741572086664151099-5715363858366784116?l=frank03.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/feeds/5715363858366784116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3741572086664151099&amp;postID=5715363858366784116' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5715363858366784116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3741572086664151099/posts/default/5715363858366784116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frank03.blogspot.com/2009/09/acabo-de-crear-mi-blog.html' title='Acabo de crear mi blog'/><author><name>Frank 3FM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479929176999699229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4iA8-V0g12o/Tbhk7ZLg9LI/AAAAAAAAANk/8W8kAK33eTE/s220/DSCF0562.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Le0LelhYbz0/SrKNU_Td9tI/AAAAAAAAABI/sVRQsMqUEb0/s72-c/1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
