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DANS MON COEUR C&amp;#039; EST L&amp;#039;ORAGES (8)</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-08-15T23:07:00Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-08-15T23:07:00Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title>J'adore</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/4bc72e9f/l/0Lbrice180A60Bskyrock0N0C2553620A3410EJ0Eadore0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Tu entenderas jamais une ambiance pareil avant un match de Foot Rugby &lt;3&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/4bc72e9f/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1271344799/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1271344799/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1271344799/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1271344799/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2553620341-J-adore.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-07-23T18:37:28Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2553620341-J-adore.html"><img align="left" src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/-x3Z-uBVO1k/0.jpg" alt="" width="150" /></a> Tu entenderas jamais une ambiance pareil avant un match de Foot Rugby &lt;3</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Les Copains d'abords =)</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/45dd505e/l/0Lbrice180A60Bskyrock0N0C2510A7130A930ELes0ECopains0Ed0Eabords0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>de trop bons moments à vos cotés ... je vous aiment comme jamais &lt;3&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/45dd505e/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a 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....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/519ade95/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1369104021/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1369104021/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1369104021/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1369104021/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2380861105-posted-on-2009-03-29.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-09T16:36:50Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2380861105-posted-on-2009-03-29.html"><img align="left" src="http://23.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/brice1806.36958423.2380861105.2.jpg" alt="" /></a> Sans Elle nous ne sommes rien ....</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>La vie</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/2bb50fa0/l/0Lbrice180A60Bskyrock0N0C23142221630ELa0Evie0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>La vie ne restera A jamais qu'un long chemin sinueux, remplie de mystère,de joie,et de tristesse on doit toujours se dire de profiter malgrès tout ...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/2bb50fa0/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/733286304/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/733286304/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/733286304/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/733286304/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2314222163-La-vie.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-02-18T20:54:27Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2314222163-La-vie.html"><img 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Ma Vie Désormais . . .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/6d39458b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1832469899/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1832469899/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1832469899/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1832469899/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2201873955-Beaute-sans-chirurgie-il-n-y-a-qu-elle-8.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-02-05T20:45:17Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/2201873955-Beaute-sans-chirurgie-il-n-y-a-qu-elle-8.html"><img align="left" src="http://23.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/brice1806.36958423.2201873955.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Lola J&#039;VOUDRAIS QUE SA DOUCEUR ÉTOUFFE MA COLÈRE QU&#039;ELLE RAYONNE MÊME QUAND Y&#039;A D&#039;L&#039;ORAGE DANS L&#039;AIR. Ma Vie Désormais . . .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>(8) ... Un ange dans le ciel ... (8)</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/49dd414b/l/0Lbrice180A60Bskyrock0N0C150A0A2450A20A0E80EUn0Eange0Edans0Ele0Eciel0E80Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Il me reste que ces fleurs fannées Et ces dernières paroles pour pleurer * Tu me manques bq ces temps ci ... ='( &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/49dd414b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1239236939/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1239236939/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1239236939/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/1239236939/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/1500245020-8-Un-ange-dans-le-ciel-8.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-02-18T20:34:24Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/1500245020-8-Un-ange-dans-le-ciel-8.html"><img align="left" src="http://23.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/brice1806.36958423.1500245020.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Il me reste que ces fleurs fannées Et ces dernières paroles pour pleurer * Tu me manques bq ces temps ci ... =&#039;( </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>(8) Pas de Publicités au pays des mensonges ...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/2e4aaeb1/l/0Lbrice180A60Bskyrock0N0C14310A998190E80EPas0Ede0EPublicites0Eau0Epays0Edes0Emensonges0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Pas la peine d'en faire des tonnes ... Toujours dans la simpliciter &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/439847/p/1/s/2e4aaeb1/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/776646321/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/776646321/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/776646321/u/0/f/439847/c/32256/s/776646321/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://brice1806.skyrock.com/1431099819-8-Pas-de-Publicites-au-pays-des-mensonges.html</guid><dc:creator>Brice1806</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-08-05T19:44:57Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://brice1806.skyrock.com/1431099819-8-Pas-de-Publicites-au-pays-des-mensonges.html"><img align="left" src="http://23.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/brice1806.36958423.1431099819.56.jpg" alt="" /></a> Pas la peine d&#039;en faire des tonnes ... Toujours dans la simpliciter </p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
