<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Conversas de Bica]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[http://conversasdebica.pt]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Tita Bica]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://conversasdebica.pt/author/titabica/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Ouve, sem prejudicar]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p><img data-attachment-id="2948" data-permalink="https://conversasdebica.pt/20180910_-578080726/" data-orig-file="https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=640&#038;h=640" data-orig-size="640,640" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}" data-image-title="20180910_-578080726.jpg" data-image-description="" data-medium-file="https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=640&#038;h=640?w=300" data-large-file="https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=640&#038;h=640?w=640" class="wp-image-2948 alignnone size-full" src="https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=640&#038;h=640" width="640" height="640" srcset="https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg 640w, https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=150&amp;h=150 150w, https://titabica.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/20180910_-578080726.jpg?w=300&amp;h=300 300w" sizes="(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px"></p>
<p>Por hoje é isto&#8230;</p>
<p>E música, claro, que me sinto como se tivesse sido picada pela mosca do sono, o que no dialeto do meu corpo significa cansaço, mesmo que para os outros não aparente motivos para o ter.</p>
<p>Desde que &#8221; queimei os pistons&#8221; nunca mais fui a mesma, essa é que é a verdade!</p>
<p><span class="embed-youtube" style="text-align:center; display: block;"><iframe class='youtube-player' type='text/html' width='640' height='360' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/bG5N3GC-m20?version=3&#038;rel=1&#038;fs=1&#038;autohide=2&#038;showsearch=0&#038;showinfo=1&#038;iv_load_policy=1&#038;wmode=transparent' allowfullscreen='true' style='border:0;'></iframe></span></p>
<p>Listen without prejudice</p>
<p><i>porque ao fim de todo este tempo, de ter conseguido concretizar muitos dos sonhos sonhados, há segredos que irão connosco para a cova&#8230;</i></p>
<p>I promise I take care&#8230;</p>
<p><i>Miss you still</i></p>
<p>E sim, nasci mesmo para ser enfermeira, nem saberia ser outra coisa, tinhas razão, como quase sempre.</p>
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