<?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-36513459</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:07:31.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dolor que mata</title><subtitle type='html'>el dolor consume al mundo y se hace cada vez más notorio, pero con los días, el dolor físico se estanca y pesa aún más el dolor emocional.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116492029772411197</id><published>2006-11-30T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:58:17.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un dolor vacio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2331/4081/1600/487313/pobreza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2331/4081/320/607589/pobreza.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El dolor vacia,  envejece,  apaga,  hace perder brillo Y no hay sentido, pero el dolor con hambre; MATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116492029772411197?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116492029772411197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116492029772411197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116492029772411197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116492029772411197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/11/un-dolor-vacio.html' title='Un dolor vacio'/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116491987481440318</id><published>2006-11-30T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:51:15.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausencia de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2331/4081/1600/177007/es-pobreza_390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2331/4081/320/279401/es-pobreza_390.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El bandono  es un  arma que  mata a la humanidad.  Sin amor  de repente aparece el dolor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116491987481440318?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116491987481440318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116491987481440318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116491987481440318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116491987481440318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/11/ausencia-de-amor.html' title='Ausencia de amor'/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116302853873208217</id><published>2006-11-08T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:28:58.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El dolor sensibiliza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/uno.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/uno.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pocos tendrán la grandeza para cambiar el curso de la historia, pero cada uno de nosotros puede cambiar una pequeña porción de los acontecimientos, y en la suma final de esas acciones se escribirá la historia de esta generación"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Robert F. Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116302853873208217?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116302853873208217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116302853873208217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302853873208217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302853873208217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-dolor-sensibiliza.html' title='El dolor sensibiliza'/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116302747665106938</id><published>2006-11-08T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:11:16.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/colombia%20pa%3F%3Flante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/colombia%20pa%3F%3Flante.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuando hay dolor y de ausencia de oportunidades, son muchos los que trabajamos  para mostrar mejores posibilidades y un camino para que vean un futuro distinto. Todo esto, con el objetivo de concientizar a todos aquellos que tienen la posibilidad de contribuir con la mejora en la calidad de vida de otros con quienes compartimos el “SER COLOMBIANOS”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116302747665106938?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116302747665106938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116302747665106938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302747665106938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302747665106938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/11/cuando-hay-dolor-y-de-ausencia-de.html' title=''/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116302743287995113</id><published>2006-11-08T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:10:32.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El dolor pobre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/colombia%20pa%3F%3Flante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/colombia%20pa%3F%3Flante.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuando hay dolor y de ausencia de oportunidades, son muchos los que trabajamos  para mostrar mejores posibilidades y un camino para que vean un futuro distinto. Todo esto, con el objetivo de concientizar a todos aquellos que tienen la posibilidad de contribuir con la mejora en la calidad de vida de otros con quienes compartimos el “SER COLOMBIANOS”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116302743287995113?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116302743287995113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116302743287995113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302743287995113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116302743287995113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-dolor-pobre.html' title='El dolor pobre'/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116166187262138562</id><published>2006-10-23T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:51:12.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/Johannesburgo-Sydney%20Seshibedi-Deportes%20en%20accion.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/Johannesburgo-Sydney%20Seshibedi-Deportes%20en%20accion.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Dios ha puesto tan cerce el dolor, que muchas veces se sufre con alegria"&lt;br /&gt;George Thimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Nadie puede liberar a los hombres del dolor, pero es perdonado aquel que tenga el valor de soportarlo.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esta clase de dolor me repugna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116166187262138562?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116166187262138562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116166187262138562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116166187262138562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116166187262138562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/10/dios-ha-puesto-tan-cerce-el-dolor-que.html' title=''/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116164858945795111</id><published>2006-10-23T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T18:17:15.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/42-17259063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/42-17259063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El recuerdo de la felicidad ya no es felicidad; el recuerdo del dolor todavía es dolor."&lt;br /&gt;Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un dia de felicidad nos hace reir pero el dolor que trasciende más allá del alma, se congela y pesa más que la queja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116164858945795111?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116164858945795111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116164858945795111' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164858945795111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164858945795111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/10/el-recuerdo-de-la-felicidad-ya-no-es.html' title=''/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116164769914549303</id><published>2006-10-23T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:54:59.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/ghghgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/ghghgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" El dolor que se calla es cada vez más doloroso"Rache&lt;br /&gt;En un istante se encuentran con él de frente, como si se tratara de una responsabilidad con la vida y una manera de vivir.Ayayayaiiii ese si duele!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116164769914549303?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116164769914549303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116164769914549303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164769914549303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164769914549303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/10/el-dolor-que-se-calla-es-cada-vez-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513459.post-116164747473374759</id><published>2006-10-23T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:51:14.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/USa%20(Katrina%20Orleans)-Michael%20Appleton-Noticias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/320/USa%20%28Katrina%20Orleans%29-Michael%20Appleton-Noticias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La dicha no es más que un sueño, y el dolor una realidad"Armando G.&lt;br /&gt;Por todo lo que viene y todo lo que se va, una herida quedará.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36513459-116164747473374759?l=julianaduque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/feeds/116164747473374759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36513459&amp;postID=116164747473374759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164747473374759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36513459/posts/default/116164747473374759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianaduque.blogspot.com/2006/10/la-dicha-no-es-ms-que-un-sueo-y-el.html' title=''/><author><name>juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14150759770397938649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2331/4081/1600/mugre%20y%20julibaja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
