<?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-34875200</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:13:48.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVIENDO SIN MIEDOS, LIBRE AL VIENTO...</title><subtitle type='html'>Fui bohemio, pero pronto me surgieron las inclinaciones familiares. Es una forma de amar que me gusta.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Denis Dilo Nistauz Sorzano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17782749624835840627</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-34875200.post-8756198841551772242</id><published>2009-02-21T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:24:40.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIAS DEL TIEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wMuVcxBNJlE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wMuVcxBNJlE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-34875200.post-5680656359554210317</id><published>2009-02-21T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:56:22.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuerdo</title><content type='html'>Mucho tiempo te dediqué mi vida entera yo te la dí, hoy sólo queda de aquel ayer los mil recuerdos que dejaste, sé que tienes otro amor que no lo quieres también lo sé, cuando lo abrazas piensas en mí, y en los mil besos que yo te dí, quieres alejarte de mí cuanto más lejos recordarás y a cada instante repetirás las cinco letras de mi nombre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34875200-5680656359554210317?l=denisdilo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/feeds/5680656359554210317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34875200&amp;postID=5680656359554210317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/5680656359554210317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/5680656359554210317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/2009/02/recuerdo.html' title='Recuerdo'/><author><name>Denis Dilo Nistauz Sorzano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17782749624835840627</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-34875200.post-8380372819008846958</id><published>2009-02-21T08:31:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:57:41.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ollantay</title><content type='html'>Igual que el ave que perdió su nido te voy buscando con el corazón herido, tal vez me encuentre con mi novia me digo para siquiera mirar sus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;A mi padre, a mi madre y su casa los he abandonado por buscarte, si conociera su choza al encontrarla mis ojos llorosos la verían, mi alma quedaría en paz COMO TE EXTRAÑO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34875200-8380372819008846958?l=denisdilo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/feeds/8380372819008846958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34875200&amp;postID=8380372819008846958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/8380372819008846958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/8380372819008846958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/2009/02/ollantay.html' title='Ollantay'/><author><name>Denis Dilo Nistauz Sorzano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17782749624835840627</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-34875200.post-2711663663367770698</id><published>2009-02-21T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:31:29.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EL cisne</title><content type='html'>Soy la flor que en su tallo se dobla porque sufre guardando en su seno, de un gusano escondido el veneno que devora mi triste existir.   Conmovido por onda tristeza el dolor se retrata en mi frente, cuan amarga es mi vida presente, cuan amargo será el porvenir.  Cuanta pena contiene un recuerdo olvidando las penas se calman, el olvido es el sueño del alma pero mi alma no quiere dormir.   Soy el cisne que canta doliente de mi muerte el momento esperando yo que siempre he vivido llorando quiero al menos cantando morir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34875200-2711663663367770698?l=denisdilo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/feeds/2711663663367770698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34875200&amp;postID=2711663663367770698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/2711663663367770698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/2711663663367770698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-cisne.html' title='EL cisne'/><author><name>Denis Dilo Nistauz Sorzano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17782749624835840627</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-34875200.post-2394505711073657337</id><published>2009-02-21T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:01:27.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorias</title><content type='html'>En la cotaza de un tierno arbusto grave tu nombre cuando partí, pasaron días, pasaron meses, pararon años y no volví, cuando el arbusto creció tan alto leer su nombre jamás podi con triste pena, con amargura mis ilusiones perdidas vi.   Bellos momentos en mi memoria que no los puedo jamás borrar, bellos instantes que aun los conservo como reliquias de un tierno amor, un gran amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34875200-2394505711073657337?l=denisdilo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/feeds/2394505711073657337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34875200&amp;postID=2394505711073657337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/2394505711073657337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34875200/posts/default/2394505711073657337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denisdilo.blogspot.com/2009/02/memorias.html' title='Memorias'/><author><name>Denis Dilo Nistauz Sorzano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17782749624835840627</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>
