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font-size: x-large;">Y es que...</span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: x-large;">... hacerse viejo es s&oacute;lo cuesti&oacute;n de tiempo.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial black,avant garde; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2013 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Objetivos a cumplir en este 2013</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2013/011001-objetivos-a-cumplir-en-este-2013.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2013/011001-objetivos-a-cumplir-en-este-2013.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;">1.- Mantener el pelo que me queda... en la cabeza.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: large; font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;">2.- Aprender a hablar y escribir en ingl&eacute;s...&nbsp;utilizando m&aacute;s de 1000 palabras.</span></strong></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2013 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Minutos musicales para distender el ambiente...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/111901-minutos-musicales-para-distender-el-ambiente-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/111901-minutos-musicales-para-distender-el-ambiente-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>ply</p>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2012 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Consider this.</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/091301-consider-this-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/091301-consider-this-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span>Oh,Life is bigger&nbsp;</span><br /><span>It's bigger than you&nbsp;</span><br /><span>And you are not me&nbsp;</span><br /><span>The lengths that I will go to&nbsp;</span><br /><span>The distance in your eyes&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Oh no I've said too much&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I set it up&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>That's me in the corner&nbsp;</span><br /><span>That's me in the spotlight&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Losing my religion&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Trying to keep up with you&nbsp;</span><br /><span>And I don't know if I can do it&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Oh no I've said too much&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I haven't said enough&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you laughing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you sing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I think I thought I saw you try&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>Every whisper&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Of every waking hour I'm&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Choosing my confessions&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Trying to keep an eye on you&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Like a hurt lost and blinded fool,fool&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Oh no I've said too much&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I set it up&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>Consider this&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Consider this&nbsp;</span><br /><span>The hint of the century&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Consider this&nbsp;</span><br /><span>The slip that brought me&nbsp;</span><br /><span>To my knees failed&nbsp;</span><br /><span>What if all these fantasies&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Come flailing around&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Now I've said too much&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you laughing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you sing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I think I thought I saw you try&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>But that was just a dream&nbsp;</span><br /><span>That was just a dream&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>That's me in the corner&nbsp;</span><br /><span>That's me in the spotlight, I'm&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Losing my religion&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Trying to keep up with you&nbsp;</span><br /><span>And I don't know if I can do it&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Oh no, I've said too much&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I haven't said enough&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you laughing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I thought that I heard you sing&nbsp;</span><br /><span>I think I thought I saw you try&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span>But that was just a dream&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Try, cry, why try?&nbsp;</span><br /><span>That was just a dream&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Just a dream, just a dream&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Dream&nbsp;</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Lo tengo muy claro.</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/090801-lo-tengo-muy-claro-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/090801-lo-tengo-muy-claro-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Simplemente&nbsp;se han juntado el hambre con las ganas de comer.</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2012 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title/><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/090201.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/090201.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;; font-size: large; color: #888888;">Sometimes we can spend years without living at all. And then, suddenly, all our life is concentrated in a moment ..</span></p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;; font-size: large; color: #888888;">This time is now.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;; font-size: large; color: #888888;">I love you babes, I love you a lot!</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>NO S&#xC9; C&#xD3;MO TITULARLO...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/072901-no-se-como-titularlo-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/072901-no-se-como-titularlo-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si ma&ntilde;ana consigo</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Que me mire como yo la miro.</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si me cambia la suerte</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Y consigo salir de este l&iacute;o.</span></p><p><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si convenzo a la luna</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Para que invente una noche bonita.</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Le he pedido a este viento de verano</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Un perfume de abril en su brisa.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si ma&ntilde;ana comienzo</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Poco a poco a tejerle los sue&ntilde;os.</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si dibujo en sus ojos</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Ese brillo que anuncia deseo.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si ma&ntilde;ana despierto</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">En su boca los besos dormidos.</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Voy a ver si me cambia la suerte</span><br /><span style="color: #808080; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Y consigo salir de este l&iacute;o.</span><br /><br /></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2012 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Post en blanco para que ahora me escribas t&#xFA; un poema de amor...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/061401-post-en-blanco-para-que-ahora-me-escribas-tu-un-poema-de-amor-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/061401-post-en-blanco-para-que-ahora-me-escribas-tu-un-poema-de-amor-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Nadie</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/053001-nadie.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/053001-nadie.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;&rsquo;comic sans ms&rsquo;&rsquo;, sans-serif; font-size: large;">El otro d&iacute;a me preguntaban si en todo este tiempo no hab&iacute;a conocido a nadie, si no hab&iacute;a mantenido ninguna relaci&oacute;n sentimental &nbsp;o sexual. Contest&eacute; que no. No hubo nadie.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;comic sans ms&rsquo;, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Ment&iacute;.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;comic sans ms&rsquo;, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Estoy manteniendo una relaci&oacute;n de amor-odio con una persona que he conocido, y espero que sea la persona m&aacute;s importante de mi vida.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: &rsquo;comic sans ms&rsquo;, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me he conocido a m&iacute;.</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2012 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Dentro v&#xED;deo...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/052401-dentro-video-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/052401-dentro-video-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 13:45:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>En colores</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/052101-en-colores.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/052101-en-colores.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Despu&eacute;s de tanto gris.</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Entre tanta lluvia</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">estos d&iacute;as he visto salir el sol,</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">y con &eacute;l &nbsp;los colores del arco&iacute;ris&nbsp;</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">reflejado en tus ojos.</span></strong></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>&#xBF;D&#xF3;nde est&#xE1; mi yo?</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/050301-donde-esta-mi-yo-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/050301-donde-esta-mi-yo-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">C</span></strong><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">on el alma al aire</span></strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Soy a</strong></span></strong></span><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>lguien</strong></span></strong></span><strong style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>&nbsp;que no conozco</strong></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong><br /></strong></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: '&rsquo;arial black&rsquo;', '&rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;'; color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Con el cuerpo desnudo</span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>Soy alguien que he conocido</strong><br /></span></strong></span></div><p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: '&rsquo;arial black&rsquo;', '&rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;'; color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Me miro al espejo</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;&rsquo;&rsquo;arial black&rsquo;&rsquo;&rsquo;, &rsquo;&rsquo;&rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;&rsquo;&rsquo;; font-size: x-large;"><strong>Soy alguien que conoc&iacute;a</strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: '&rsquo;arial black&rsquo;', '&rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;'; color: #3366ff;"><strong>No s&eacute; ni qui&eacute;n no soy</strong></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 10:08:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Te regalo la luna</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042901-te-regalo-la-luna.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042901-te-regalo-la-luna.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Me duermo sabiendo que yo no soy nada, que podr&iacute;a convertirme en lo que mi mente desee, si no estuviese tan inm&oacute;vil, mi mente agotada. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Desolado me despierto entre arcadas por no poder contar con la persona deseada. Tal vez al escribir ciertas lineas se me renueve el alma, ya que saco de mi para poder recibir lo que llegue, que tan poco es, si de ti no proviene, mi amada. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Son s&oacute;lo palabras en hojas cuadr&iacute;culadas, palabras tachadas...Son como sue&ntilde;os de anhelos sin due&ntilde;o en una inspiraci&oacute;n fracasada. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Pisar la piedra que me envuelve me hace recordar. Es como pisar la huella que dejan las estrellas. Ya no quiero ni caminar.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Hoy ver&eacute;, en mis desvelos, la luna llena. Ya no s&eacute; si la adoro o me da pena y si despu&eacute;s de todo ella me espera.</span></strong></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>hoy aprend&#xED; que:</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042601-hoy-aprendi-que-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042601-hoy-aprendi-que-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>"Tomar un caf&eacute;" tambi&eacute;n puede ser un eufemismo.</strong></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Hoy aprend&#xED; que:</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042401-hoy-aprendi-que-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042401-hoy-aprendi-que-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';"><strong>No importa quien estuvo contigo en tus momentos de felicidad sino, quien estuvo contigo en los momentos dif&iacute;ciles.</strong></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 11:59:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Decepciones</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042101-decepciones.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/042101-decepciones.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Nuestros errores nos persiguen. Por eso hay gente que no conf&iacute;a en nosotros.</span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Entonces se hace necesario&nbsp;saber pedir perd&oacute;n, aunque te ignoren, es m&aacute;s &iacute;ntegro que el rencor.</span></strong></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2012 09:14:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Hoy he aprendido...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/041501-hoy-he-aprendido-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/041501-hoy-he-aprendido-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="color: #ff0000; font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;"><strong><span style="font-size: xx-large;">A CONTAR HASTA DIEZ...</span></strong></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 10:29:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Sigue al coraz&#xF3;n</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/041101-sigue-al-corazon.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/041101-sigue-al-corazon.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;">Sigue al coraz&oacute;n, sigue al coraz&oacute;n, sigue al coraz&oacute;n.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large; font-family: &rsquo;arial black&rsquo;, &rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;;">Tienes derecho a poder llevar una vida tan pasional como desees, porque la realidad en si misma no existe.&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: &rsquo;&rsquo;arial black&rsquo;&rsquo;, &rsquo;&rsquo;avant garde&rsquo;&rsquo;; font-size: x-large;">Ves lo que quieres ver y as&iacute; es como creas tu propia verdad.</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Hoy he aprendido...</title><link>https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/040101-hoy-he-aprendido-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://funcionesesenciales.blogia.com/2012/040101-hoy-he-aprendido-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span style="color: #993366; font-size: x-large; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Que todos tenemos remordimientos.</span></p><p><span style="color: #993366; font-size: x-large; font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde';">Y confieso que tambi&eacute;n he cometido errores y algunos muy gordos.</span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2012 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
