<?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-7303770</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:58:37.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsecion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>enriquebrito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02462054001600777503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303770.post-109591395543028076</id><published>2004-09-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:10:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>qué pasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ffcc00;"&gt;When I discover that the aroma of your perfume has left to me and your silhouette does not accompany to me, surrounds the absence to me of you, accompanied by episodes projected in my heart, my soul travels through momentary lapses of reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303770-109591395543028076?l=conmocion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/feeds/109591395543028076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303770&amp;postID=109591395543028076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default/109591395543028076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default/109591395543028076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/2004/09/qu-pasa.html' title='qué pasa'/><author><name>enriquebrito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02462054001600777503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303770.post-109590817505039141</id><published>2004-09-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T19:56:33.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Agosto</title><content type='html'>That it happens when a leaf falls??, that passes when the sun herself hidden to lead to the darkness and that passes when the darkness is replaced for the light, where the sighs rest that a day you water him you. As to be consents to appreciate it being it that you leave al to pass, it would please me to appreciate the time in milésimas to enjoy better the stations that they leave me, the hours that pass, the life that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303770-109590817505039141?l=conmocion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/feeds/109590817505039141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303770&amp;postID=109590817505039141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default/109590817505039141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default/109590817505039141'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303770.post-109584894348439663</id><published>2004-09-22T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T03:29:43.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 de septiembre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It begins again the spring, and also the suicides, depressions, loves, days more calidos, you wake up but luminous and aromatic a new cycle begins I encourage there is another opportunity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303770-109584894348439663?l=conmocion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/feeds/109584894348439663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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invierno</title><content type='html'>Cuando camino por las calles de santiago en dias de invierno estando el ambiente humedo es como ya hubiera estado aquí en otra oportunidad nada me parece descocido me encanta el olor a aire puro, ver la cordillera nevada, los arboles de las avenidas limpios, las casas despejadas, el cielo grandioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303770-108719750373697058?l=conmocion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conmocion.blogspot.com/feeds/108719750373697058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7303770&amp;postID=108719750373697058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303770/posts/default/108719750373697058'/><link rel='self' 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