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*strayedclimaca:iconstrayedclimaca: May 27, 2007, 2:37:52 PM
Hola...por fin estás acá. Esta página me ha dado mucha satisfacción porque además de mostrar -y vender- lo que hago, he hecho amigos. Y amigo como vos entran también y por lo menos los tengo cerca así.
Te mando un beso grande.
pd. excelente elección del journal.
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Mood: Regretful ~EzeGe:iconEzeGe: May 29, 2007, 8:58:55 AM
Todavía no entiendo bien algunas cosas del site... por eso no sé como crear grupos para agregar amigos o a que te referís cuando me decís excelente elección del journal... pero procuraré averiguarlo o morir en el intento... bue, tanto como morir no... pero si esforzarme un poco...
pd. gracias... por no abrir el paraguas

saludos
*strayedclimaca:iconstrayedclimaca: Jun 1, 2007, 12:17:53 PM
Como te acordàs de eso??????????????????? Me refiero a gracias ...por no abrir el paraguas. No podès!! me hizo reir mucho, ja ja ja :D :evillaugh: Cualquier cosa preguntame...
Un beso grande!
Mood: Artistic ~EzeGe:iconEzeGe: Jun 2, 2007, 3:15:52 PM
La memoria es engañosa y a veces mentirosa... pero todo se guarda en ella, como una caja de Pandora
Mood: Artistic ~EzeGe:iconEzeGe: May 26, 2007, 6:56:52 PM
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Tiger by William Blake
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