<?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-2971242874545820259</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:35:43.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luciano</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-8175594198768941713</id><published>2009-07-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:02:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuera del mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Entramos en el juego de seducirnos con miradas complices y comentarios fuera de lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Los dos sabiamos muy bien lo que haciamos y decidimos llevarlo hasta el final. Solos, en el cuarto desordenado, nos entregamos el uno al otro sin importarnos nada mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;El sol entro por las rendijas de la persiana, sabiamos que la noche habia terminado y que nuestro juego, habia llegado a su final. Era hora de volver a nuestras rutinarias y monotonas vidas, pero teniamos la certeza de que por casualidades (o causalidades) de la vida, nos volveriamos cruzar y asi escapar del mundo, una vez mas&lt;/span&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/2971242874545820259-8175594198768941713?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8175594198768941713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=8175594198768941713' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/8175594198768941713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/8175594198768941713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuera-del-mundo.html' title='Fuera del mundo'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-4431207369927533290</id><published>2009-07-04T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:47:59.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubo un tiempo que fue hermoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-VsNh4PQI/AAAAAAAAADg/OWHI2h41qvg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-VhFuKNcI/AAAAAAAAADI/LpSY3hj2dX4/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354662877670815170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971242874545820259-4431207369927533290?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4431207369927533290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=4431207369927533290' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/4431207369927533290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/4431207369927533290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Hubo un tiempo que fue hermoso'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-VsNh4PQI/AAAAAAAAADg/OWHI2h41qvg/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-6083597932463585542</id><published>2008-02-21T16:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:39:18.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin sentido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Vivimos atormentados por cosas el pasado, sentimos q no podemos estar solos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Se nos hace mas difícil enfrentar el dia, sabiendo q nadie nos espera…&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; con ese beso, ese abrazo, esa caricia q esperamos con desesperación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por las noches salimos a buscar locura y satisfacción y solo encontramos besos sin sentido y miradas q nos congelan el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971242874545820259-6083597932463585542?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6083597932463585542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=6083597932463585542' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/6083597932463585542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/6083597932463585542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/sin-sentido.html' title='Sin sentido'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-2373293955386707297</id><published>2008-02-21T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:30:09.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escondidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-DiMeRm3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rZfbM5PHHgg/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-DiMeRm3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rZfbM5PHHgg/s320/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354643105453808498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos escondemos bajos nuestras frias corazas tratando de que nadie vea que estas roto por dentro y asi nos hacemos un daño aun mayor.&lt;br /&gt;El destino no existe, es solo un invento de los hipócritas esa triste esperanza de que todo cambia por azar&lt;br /&gt;Yo te digo lo q es el destino… es eso q uno busca y que nada te detiene para encontrarlo, sea bueno o sea malo.&lt;br /&gt;Busquemos eso que nos hace bien, sin importar las miradas de quienes creen ser superiores o normales, ellos nunca experimentaran la verdadera felicidad que genera sentirse ( al menos un ratito) libre.&lt;/strong&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/2971242874545820259-2373293955386707297?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2373293955386707297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=2373293955386707297' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/2373293955386707297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/2373293955386707297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/escondidos.html' title='Escondidos'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-DiMeRm3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rZfbM5PHHgg/s72-c/DSC00576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-4764559639582150676</id><published>2008-02-21T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:36:18.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Persona Irrelevante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-E5PUulsI/AAAAAAAAACI/DCV2_eh6dTU/s1600-h/30870037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-E5PUulsI/AAAAAAAAACI/DCV2_eh6dTU/s320/30870037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354644600867690178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Una persona irrelevante, en eso me converti, desde la ultima mirada q me dejaste, esa tarde de otoño en la q no nos volvimos a ver.&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo q siguió estuve muy bien, dias y noches volando, estallando en carcajadas q me hacian sentir q te había olvidado, pero no, todo cambio para mal.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo salir de esta tristeza q me agobia, no puedo dejar de pensarte, lo unico q puede calmar mi cabeza, es ese dulce aroma de liberación mental q consigo encontrar en algun amigo fiel, quiero salir, hacer cosas nuevas, pero me falta esa motivación q solo vos conseguias darme.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir q ya no me olvidaste me hace sentir, una pequeña particula de polvo q se deshace en el viento.&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera q me sigas amando como al principio, pero no, tu cabeza cambio, pero la mia esta mas igual q nunca.&lt;br /&gt;Trato de pensar q me alegra q estes bien, pero es una mentira, saber q vos estas en armonia con vos misma, me hace sentir, mas aun, irrelevante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971242874545820259-4764559639582150676?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4764559639582150676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=4764559639582150676' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/4764559639582150676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/4764559639582150676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/una-persona-irrelevante.html' title='Una Persona Irrelevante'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-E5PUulsI/AAAAAAAAACI/DCV2_eh6dTU/s72-c/30870037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2971242874545820259.post-299438570780457153</id><published>2008-02-21T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:37:40.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incoloro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-FTj24iGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Q85JeDRqPIQ/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-FTj24iGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Q85JeDRqPIQ/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354645053056256098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Demasiadas caras extrañas, en ese extraño lugar&lt;br /&gt;No nos sentíamos incómodos, por que ya nada nos parece raro. Será por eso que nada nos importaba y nos adueñamos del lugar, estando en nuestro mundo, de risas y bailes exagerados.&lt;br /&gt;Las noche avanzaba y las sonrisas se desdibujaban pero el espíritu no se detuvo, dos de nuestros soldados cayeron pero eso no puedo evitar q siguiéramos adelante&lt;br /&gt;Y fue ahí… cuando las luces de la mañana se colaban por las ventanas, distinguí tu cara entre la multitud de personas.&lt;br /&gt;Esa mirada perdida, hasta triste diría, me impacto, no pude modular palabra alguna, nose si fue por la intoxicante noche o por lo que estaba pasando por mi cabeza frente a esa mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Y así, como si nada hubiera pasado, abandonamos el lugar, agotados pero satisfechos por lo vivido en ese extraño lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2971242874545820259-299438570780457153?l=luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/299438570780457153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2971242874545820259&amp;postID=299438570780457153' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/299438570780457153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2971242874545820259/posts/default/299438570780457153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luciano-tooyoung.blogspot.com/2008/02/incoloro.html' title='Incoloro'/><author><name>Luciano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15789068184600877674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-BnuRMesI/AAAAAAAAABY/mvrDX5U0aKU/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X28sNagZ6Fc/Sk-FTj24iGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Q85JeDRqPIQ/s72-c/DSC00140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
