tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64251552401342653552011-04-21T14:35:16.842-07:00LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-22177284863729829382007-07-10T03:26:00.001-07:002007-07-10T03:28:26.602-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/RpNfKgJalwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iexStSlQIPo/s1600-h/noticia_2910_normal.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/RpNfKgJalwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iexStSlQIPo/s400/noticia_2910_normal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085513038264178434" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-2217728486372982938?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-3312746357119561352007-06-06T11:31:00.000-07:002007-06-06T11:39:51.701-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/Rmb9-TaTFGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Eo5ZnChEnTg/s1600-h/%C3%81lvaro+Urquijo.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/Rmb9-TaTFGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Eo5ZnChEnTg/s320/%C3%81lvaro+Urquijo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073021277083735138" /></a><br />Otro genio. <br />Y son hermanos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-331274635711956135?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-79260876118658779982007-06-02T06:32:00.000-07:002007-06-02T06:36:59.198-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/RmFya20PwTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XFKLx7Aj48/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IXOCkOFvR78/RmFya20PwTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5XFKLx7Aj48/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071460461112705330" /></a><br />Un genio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-7926087611865877998?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-87900973829502580682007-05-17T11:16:00.000-07:002007-05-17T11:18:04.494-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-8790097382950258068?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-68100370485231126722007-05-04T06:58:00.000-07:002007-05-04T06:59:46.979-07:00"Te he echado de menos hoy,<br />exactamente igual que ayer.<br />Confío en que siempre estaré contigo,<br />aunque no estés. "<br /><br />Grandes secretos, gran concierto :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-6810037048523112672?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425155240134265355.post-74259286434221895902007-05-01T16:06:00.000-07:002007-05-01T16:10:50.136-07:00"Hoy empecé a andar, y sin fijarme<br />no sé cómo llegué frente a su calle.<br />Pero al notar mi error, al girarme,<br />miré hacia atrás, sin querer, y vi su imagen.<br />Y recordé su voz bromeando en las tardes<br />diciéndome "¿qué harás si hay cambio de planes?". <br />Hoy empecé a guardar todas sus cartas,<br />las fotos que encontré y algunas lágrimas.<br />Pero al tratar de juntar en una caja todo<br />lo que me dejó, olvidé cerrarla.<br />Y a veces, sin querer, cuando todo está en calma,<br />la sombra del dolor asoma su cara.<br />Y volveré a sentir la oscuridad, a beber la soledad.<br />Hoy tengo que dejar un castillo en el aire, pisar el suelo, aceptar un cambio de planes."<br /><br />Cambio de planes - Los Secretos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425155240134265355-7425928643422189590?l=tvdemarcaacme.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LaUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10452835695775618611noreply@blogger.com1