<?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-6186476818759550378</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:12:34.194-08:00</updated><category term='dark maiden...casi es otoño que bien'/><category term='casi es otoño...'/><title type='text'>sere siempre quien esta detras del espejo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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-6186476818759550378.post-8671138947793566607</id><published>2007-09-10T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:37:07.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la vida es mas dulce con un poko de leche condensada ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/R7PDPfh6YzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GInHv6b1aZU/s1600-h/1195229418_f%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166687868453282610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/R7PDPfh6YzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GInHv6b1aZU/s320/1195229418_f%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;amo a este hombre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RuWFASvPeMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5rE37xcjPR8/s1600-h/Imagen+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6186476818759550378-8671138947793566607?l=camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/8671138947793566607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6186476818759550378&amp;postID=8671138947793566607' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/8671138947793566607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/8671138947793566607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/2007/09/primero-yo.html' title='la vida es mas dulce con un poko de leche condensada ^^'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/R7PDPfh6YzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GInHv6b1aZU/s72-c/1195229418_f%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186476818759550378.post-2576096545395981619</id><published>2007-03-27T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:48:11.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alice in chains: nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RgmQ69qm7II/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ni-WPeR59-g/s1600-h/Imagen+440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046724200105438338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RgmQ69qm7II/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ni-WPeR59-g/s320/Imagen+440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We chase misprinted lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We face the path of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And yet I fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And yet I fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This battle all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No one to cry to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No place to call home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oooh...oooh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oooh...oooh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My gift of self is raped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My privacy is raked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And yet I find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And yet I find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Repeating in my headIf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I cant be my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Id feel better dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oooh...oooh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oooh...oooh...&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/6186476818759550378-2576096545395981619?l=camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/2576096545395981619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6186476818759550378&amp;postID=2576096545395981619' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/2576096545395981619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/2576096545395981619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/2007/03/alice-in-chains-nutshell.html' title='alice in chains: nutshell'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RgmQ69qm7II/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ni-WPeR59-g/s72-c/Imagen+440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186476818759550378.post-4015527735440395456</id><published>2007-03-08T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T11:08:37.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark maiden...casi es otoño que bien'/><title type='text'>estoy algo aburrida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RfBdTh1BkqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_221EkzjFL0/s1600-h/cuak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039630573107253922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RfBdTh1BkqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_221EkzjFL0/s320/cuak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hummmm bueno. como decia... si, esoty aburrida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;se supone que ya deberia estar haciendo mi pactica... deberia haber disfrutado mis vacaciones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;deberia hacer hecho un par de cosillas mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;¬¬ pero para variar no las hice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y no es de floja, no es de despreocupada... todo lo contrario. Trato de estar siempre preocupada de las cosas que me comprometo a hacer, y en cambio, las personas q se comprometen conmigo no han cumplido, es por ello q estoy en la casa ahora ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que fome, que aburrido...Aparte. QUE! CALOR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hummmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Igual, no estoy apurada en las cosas que me quedan por hacer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hace un par de dias hable con un amigo. Va a retomar sus estudios de media, tiene 18 años.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;le pregunte si la haria en la nocturna. y me contesto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y para que!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;si total nadie me apura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eso me hizo pensar a mi que me apuraba porque los demas me apuran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Estube a punto de irme a curico a estudiar... para aprovechar un credito... pero aparte de que irme a curico seria mucho mas caro, tengo muchas cosas que hacer aun, y las quiero hacer tranquila. no quieroque me apuren y me metan miedo. miedo de que. de salir a los 25 con una carrera? re100 tengo 17 años. mi carrera dura 4 años, hay gente de 28 años q aun siguen estudiando su primera carrera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sera que quieren q me vaya luego ?? jajajajaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bueno, ire a hacer algo por la vida, no vaya a ser cosa de que en un rato mas me de un patatu y me muera sobre la alfombra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jajajaja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;de verdad estoy muy aburrida.&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/6186476818759550378-4015527735440395456?l=camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/4015527735440395456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6186476818759550378&amp;postID=4015527735440395456' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/4015527735440395456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/4015527735440395456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/2007/03/estoy-algo-aburrida.html' title='estoy algo aburrida.'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qDex7-MTbtM/RfBdTh1BkqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_221EkzjFL0/s72-c/cuak.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186476818759550378.post-417676555683028452</id><published>2007-03-06T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:38:37.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casi es otoño...'/><title type='text'>lista para empesar denuevo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;caminando por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ahí&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;encontré&lt;/span&gt; con muchas cosas este año pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;no se&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;serán&lt;/span&gt; todas cosas malas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;solo se que la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mayoría&lt;/span&gt; si lo fueron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;obvio que todo tiene su lado bueno. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Conocí&lt;/span&gt; mucha gente, claro que de todos ellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;si no es un cuarto, entonces es mucho menos los que aun siguen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;creo que este sera un año lleno de cosas desagradables al principio, pero estoy segura de que mejorara.&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/6186476818759550378-417676555683028452?l=camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/417676555683028452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6186476818759550378&amp;postID=417676555683028452' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/417676555683028452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/417676555683028452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/2007/03/lista-para-empesar-denuevo.html' title='lista para empesar denuevo.'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186476818759550378.post-6616719847123277303</id><published>2007-03-06T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:57:45.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosas que debo dejar en el pasado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hay un monton de cosas que no puedo dejar pasar, pero las que me han hecho daño, no es preferible olvidarlas?... creo que aun le doy valor a las cosas que mas me hieren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nose cual sea la razon, solo se que de aquellas cosas aprendi bastante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sera por ello que me aferro a los recuerdos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hay un periodo de mi vida en el cual disfrute y aprendi bastantes cosas... En el cual incluso aprendi a llorar con real motivo. Creo que hasta ese momento nunca habia sentido pena por algo que considerara importante, o quizas fue en ese momento en el que algo me importo hasta el punto de hacerme estallar por no tenerlo en mi poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;La Tranquilidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Desde los 14 años, me doy cuenta de cosas muy importantes y el peso que estas cosas tienen en mi vida actual. Si bien la tranquilidad la recupere al saber quienes eran aquellos que cubrian mi espalda, al conocer sus reales rostros. Al perder el miedo de que esas otras personas no tubieran un puñal detras de mi, aun hay cosas que me incomodan... pero esas cosas son intangibles, y tampoco es algo que yo pueda destruir con solo desearlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;porque se transformaron en un karma.&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/6186476818759550378-6616719847123277303?l=camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/feeds/6616719847123277303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6186476818759550378&amp;postID=6616719847123277303' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/6616719847123277303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6186476818759550378/posts/default/6616719847123277303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camino-al-open-door.blogspot.com/2007/03/caminando-por-ahi-me-encontre-con.html' title='cosas que debo dejar en el pasado.'/><author><name>valkirie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624857128843935841</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></feed>
