<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 08:18:56 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Asaph7 ®</title><description>Amigos, Irmãos &amp; Apaixonados</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-1167591083901294134</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T23:59:07.962-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>violência</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Acordes</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Luz</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>IABV</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>twitter</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Asaph Saboia</category><title>Encontrar a Luz</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Domingo fui surpreendido com uma canção. Trata-se de uma versão do cantor americano Kirk Franklin, cujo nome da música é me foge a memória. O resultado dos dias de ensaios que tiveram foi uma canção que reuniu alegria, renovo e muito louvor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Com o passar da semana, uma partícula da música tem me chamado a atenção &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Tua Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em dias tão complicados como esse,  onde as trevas e a escuridão fazem sobressair, ter luz é sinônimo de termos segurança, mesmo sabendo que nas condições terrenas é utopia. Ao ler a manchete de um jornal, pensei : se não tivermos segurança em Deus, adoeceremos da alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/Sufq7iduU4I/AAAAAAAAA88/wVVKA_u0uEM/s400/crianca_medo_267x300.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397540987011486594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ter luz é enfrentar as guerras e adversidades e enfrentá-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ter luz é chorar, sabendo que amanhã será um dia de paz, de alegria, de júbilos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ter luz é ter a certeza que em Deus, as coisas ruins irão passar e Dias Melhores estão por vir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ter luz é passar um momento de escuridão , sabendo que existe luz à poucos metros..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ter luz e ser Feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por isso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenha Luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-1167591083901294134?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2009/10/encontrar-luz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/Sufq7iduU4I/AAAAAAAAA88/wVVKA_u0uEM/s72-c/crianca_medo_267x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-8527145391188745747</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 05:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T22:19:34.826-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/Seli5PZkBEI/AAAAAAAAA8c/gd_U25cea6Y/s1600-h/Provas+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; 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FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SeleLyzQHZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5KT2-Qonp18/s320/Provas+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-5183081700837511465?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SeleLyzQHZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5KT2-Qonp18/s72-c/Provas+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-1486619629186612443</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 13:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-04T07:05:50.557-07:00</atom:updated><title>....o significado</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SOd1yyk6L8I/AAAAAAAAAqY/qN8DQX15Vew/s1600-h/sb10068700c-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SOd1yyk6L8I/AAAAAAAAAqY/qN8DQX15Vew/s400/sb10068700c-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253297005781462978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" title="Latim"&gt;do Lat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     deceptione&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, engano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="categoria"&gt;&lt;span title="substantivo feminino"&gt;s. f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;ato ou efeito de enganar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;surpresa desagradável;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;logro;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblDlpoDefinicao"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span ondblclick="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada_v2(getSel(),'0')" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;desilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triste, existe, e so o Aurélio e quem está decepcionado para descrever seu real siginificado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEPÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-1486619629186612443?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-significado.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SOd1yyk6L8I/AAAAAAAAAqY/qN8DQX15Vew/s72-c/sb10068700c-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-6440832031118138710</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-25T07:23:39.158-07:00</atom:updated><title>sem palavras</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8ERP14WI/AAAAAAAAAkc/J6LYO8Geguo/s1600-h/78567069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8ERP14WI/AAAAAAAAAkc/J6LYO8Geguo/s320/78567069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456098120655202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que vale mais que o ouro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que é mais forte que o Aço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ueima mais que o fogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que encanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8E2T3QQI/AAAAAAAAAks/rQiSLNWCSt4/s1600-h/sb10068681g-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8E2T3QQI/AAAAAAAAAks/rQiSLNWCSt4/s320/sb10068681g-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456108069634306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que faz súd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;itos em reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que faz velhos em jovens sonhandores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;z de dois amigos , um cas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;al..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8Gw8kkVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/zV7cupZEJf4/s1600-h/75798326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8Gw8kkVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/zV7cupZEJf4/s320/75798326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456140989501778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que está ao nascer,e levanta ao cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que aumenta no beijo, mas que se fortalece no deserto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que vence o tempo e destroi a saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor de amigos, de irmãos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;amor da amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que não tem fim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8ExYWg2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/xWLYg_xM900/s1600-h/sb10068646g-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8ExYWg2I/AAAAAAAAAk0/xWLYg_xM900/s320/sb10068646g-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456106746282850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor que vence a m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que derrota a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que amolece o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor é o sentimento dos seres imperfeitos, posto que a função do amor é levar o ser humano à perfeição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O amor não se vê com os olhos mas com o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8EquN1iI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AElU1ASzPgE/s1600-h/200403191-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8EquN1iI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AElU1ASzPgE/s320/200403191-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456104958940706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor que transforma desertos em mananciais..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Armony za " &lt;/span&gt;meu pensar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor, meu amor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK__wLJGzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/4abmp3aWeGA/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK__wLJGzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/4abmp3aWeGA/s320/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238460418569607986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo, meu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não existe texto bonito, sem amor nas palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não existe canção perfeita, sem você na melodia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não existe Asaph, sem Armony..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-6440832031118138710?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/06/sem-palavras.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SLK8ERP14WI/AAAAAAAAAkc/J6LYO8Geguo/s72-c/78567069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-4153537659414335785</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-12T09:22:01.638-07:00</atom:updated><title>é o amor!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFAAxEcrFI/AAAAAAAAAis/fgj2ZmU50cM/s1600-h/sb10068163e-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211016625760545874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFAAxEcrFI/AAAAAAAAAis/fgj2ZmU50cM/s320/sb10068163e-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Amor que nasce, que cresce que reproduz, mas não morre.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que luta, que cai, que chora, mas nunca desiste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor das canções e poesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor dos presente e cartinhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor, meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFMr99ycxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2T0A3_lOXNg/s1600-h/sb10068346bb-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211030562096182034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFMr99ycxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2T0A3_lOXNg/s320/sb10068346bb-001.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje, dia 12, O comércio borbulha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O centro da cidade , está cheio, shopiongns lotados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas se as rosas, não vierem perfumadas de amor, servirão como cactus e espinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor verdadeiro, que vem do coração do pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor não dos presentes, o amor do coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFHr2OLA6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/-zZAss5LkEU/s1600-h/sb10065835n-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211025062459278242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFHr2OLA6I/AAAAAAAAAjc/-zZAss5LkEU/s400/sb10065835n-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Amor que vê nos obstaculos uma prova pra declarar o sentimento que borbulha no coração.Amor que tudo suporta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor que tudo espera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que ver no amanhã o seu apogeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que nasce da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amor que é fruto do cuidado de Deus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Obrigado meu amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFFpmURPEI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HsTWzU5sSeE/s1600-h/200028736-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211022824806890562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFFpmURPEI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HsTWzU5sSeE/s320/200028736-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Amor que se for comparado ao vento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixo ele me levar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Navegando em busca do tesouro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tesouro que não é ouro, mas sua luz faz resplandecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;És meu Tesouro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahh, é o amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah,, é Armony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFDkwrePlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KHhaSLuZnTE/s1600-h/sb10066852s-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211020542665965138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFDkwrePlI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KHhaSLuZnTE/s400/sb10066852s-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O verdadeiro amor não é aqueleque se alimenta de carinho e beijos&lt;br /&gt;mas sim aquele que suporta a renúncia e consegue viver na saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nosso amor foi assim, bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vivemos a sauddes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Suportamos as dores e espinhos.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e Hoje, &lt;strong&gt;colhemos os milagres de Deus...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFJBL8P-SI/AAAAAAAAAjk/o5RKYG_Qglk/s1600-h/200567016-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211026528578566434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFJBL8P-SI/AAAAAAAAAjk/o5RKYG_Qglk/s400/200567016-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo como nunca . Sempre mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu amor por ti é paciente,pois por ti espero o tempo que for necessario. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu amor por ti é suave,pois descansa no brilho do teu olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu amor por ti é simples e natural,pois só de pensar em ti eu me alegro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFJii6rduI/AAAAAAAAAjs/riniCtDhgxQ/s1600-h/76093358.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211027101681678050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFJii6rduI/AAAAAAAAAjs/riniCtDhgxQ/s320/76093358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu amor por ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu amor por ti é nada disso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois meu amor é tão puro e sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que não tem como explica-lo com palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFE0Y1cJHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RpWJ6QWAyfo/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211021910654854258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFE0Y1cJHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RpWJ6QWAyfo/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Meu amor por você, é ....sem Palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não consigo sonhar, sem ver-te , comigo , realizando esses sonhos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não consigo planejar andar, sem tu ao meu lado..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não consigo pensar em dançar, sem ter você como meu par..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;És meu amor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Minha "MaisQmetade..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFKVVCKEDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/XMnX-WYZFO4/s1600-h/asaphemony.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211027974128275506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFKVVCKEDI/AAAAAAAAAj0/XMnX-WYZFO4/s320/asaphemony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quer viver pra sempre namorando comigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Casa comigo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-4153537659414335785?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-amor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SFFAAxEcrFI/AAAAAAAAAis/fgj2ZmU50cM/s72-c/sb10068163e-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-5081282786821353910</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-12T07:46:26.518-07:00</atom:updated><title>sobre ela...</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCTh6h9AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kfk6E9uSMjE/s1600-h/sb10063658eb-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188360411507979266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCTh6h9AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kfk6E9uSMjE/s320/sb10063658eb-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;No próximo domingo, 13, ela fica mais experiente..&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ano se passa e vejo como é incrível estar ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ano seu, e ver o quanto Deus é fiel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADKVR6h9KI/AAAAAAAAAhU/sTFFQ1FZUOI/s1600-h/200320341-007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188369237665772706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADKVR6h9KI/AAAAAAAAAhU/sTFFQ1FZUOI/s320/200320341-007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amor, não sei escrever lindos poemas, como vc merecia..&lt;br /&gt;Mas as palavras que fluem do coração dizem isto :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És muito especial pra mim..&lt;br /&gt;És encantadora..&lt;br /&gt;És meu amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher- Menina&lt;br /&gt;Amiga - Namorada..&lt;br /&gt;Namorada -Mãe..&lt;br /&gt;Irmã - Amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És a mistura , que vem fazendo de mim a pessoa mais feliz do Planeta.&lt;br /&gt;E nessa data tão especial para você, nós é que ganhamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADF1x6h9EI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pn8Old84a3A/s1600-h/ATgAAADhxDF0WxY3ihv4jFEx0kU3dSoBLQbAQ2WVsh-npGGOpT7LUV3yVIs35Z2BThnAdtz_ld47HBNg9hesFKvCoc_oAJtU9VCqRtVrNfT8ARDMSmgNRPWPdbQdMw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188364298453382210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADF1x6h9EI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pn8Old84a3A/s320/ATgAAADhxDF0WxY3ihv4jFEx0kU3dSoBLQbAQ2WVsh-npGGOpT7LUV3yVIs35Z2BThnAdtz_ld47HBNg9hesFKvCoc_oAJtU9VCqRtVrNfT8ARDMSmgNRPWPdbQdMw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;adolescentes&lt;/span&gt; ganham uma líder...&lt;br /&gt;uma mãe..&lt;br /&gt;uma intercessora..&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina, que se faz mulher pra cuidar de "seres" tão abençoados...&lt;br /&gt;Uma sonhadora..&lt;br /&gt;Uma que chora e pensa em desistir..&lt;br /&gt;Mas uma que vem vencendo as lutas e desafios.&lt;br /&gt;Uma que vem colocando Ação, na vida dos adolescentes..&lt;br /&gt;Uma jovem que ama eles , incondicionalmente..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADKVh6h9LI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ZtEfmbTG2WI/s1600-h/sb10067091f-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188369241960740018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADKVh6h9LI/AAAAAAAAAhc/ZtEfmbTG2WI/s320/sb10067091f-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vou Gritar....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te Amooo.;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADF1h6h9DI/AAAAAAAAAgc/l1D4MeYgeOA/s1600-h/ATgAAAChBntUJkqcJCjQbeqbgR-70NHP6tcRC6C5wzuFu64q89h53NMaDuQycOGbq6uqNooRPRSTiVSyXO1KAYfJytQyAJtU9VCuHRzfUCBxbScVL2Ho2JjrjXXH1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADJOB6h9II/AAAAAAAAAhE/biJDhSsNDmY/s1600-h/ATgAAAChBntUJkqcJCjQbeqbgR-70NHP6tcRC6C5wzuFu64q89h53NMaDuQycOGbq6uqNooRPRSTiVSyXO1KAYfJytQyAJtU9VCuHRzfUCBxbScVL2Ho2JjrjXXH1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188368013600093314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADJOB6h9II/AAAAAAAAAhE/biJDhSsNDmY/s320/ATgAAAChBntUJkqcJCjQbeqbgR-70NHP6tcRC6C5wzuFu64q89h53NMaDuQycOGbq6uqNooRPRSTiVSyXO1KAYfJytQyAJtU9VCuHRzfUCBxbScVL2Ho2JjrjXXH1w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; família.&lt;/span&gt; uma princesa..&lt;br /&gt;Uma filha incrível..&lt;br /&gt;Uma irmã, apaixonada ....&lt;br /&gt;Uma sobrinha paciente.&lt;br /&gt;Uma neta amavél&lt;br /&gt;Uma prima adorada..&lt;br /&gt;Armony....&lt;br /&gt;Encanta dos Cordeiros ao Nunes, com um simples olhar..&lt;br /&gt;Com a mansidão ao falar.&lt;br /&gt;Com a simplicidade de ser, Conquista sem fazer esforços...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCUB6h9CI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ugt-CWCoVng/s1600-h/ATgAAAA2MD9je7C4DBlTgAIo50ArjKoU6wIIkOoIkG1NigJ6t0OEFnDHenzeJfxA16_oVdWRcYW5w8Vk5pIEHr2sKyl2AJtU9VAzunnNzC49bdXqSlUlYNu3WYgWOg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188360420097913890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCUB6h9CI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ugt-CWCoVng/s320/ATgAAAA2MD9je7C4DBlTgAIo50ArjKoU6wIIkOoIkG1NigJ6t0OEFnDHenzeJfxA16_oVdWRcYW5w8Vk5pIEHr2sKyl2AJtU9VAzunnNzC49bdXqSlUlYNu3WYgWOg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;IABV, &lt;/span&gt;um exemplo.&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo de uma Jovem que ama Deus antes de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo de pessoal cativante.&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo de uma pessoa, que é normal e consegue viver fazendo a diferença..&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo para várias mães,que sonham ver suas filhas parecida com ela... ( Impossível, meu bb é única..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADGnx6h9FI/AAAAAAAAAgs/nIIR04Nb1xM/s1600-h/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188365157446841426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="330" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADGnx6h9FI/AAAAAAAAAgs/nIIR04Nb1xM/s320/bb.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Para Asaph, &lt;/span&gt;ela é a prova do carinho e do cuidado de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Para Asaph, Armony é o sonho concretizado.&lt;br /&gt;para mim, ela é meu amor..&lt;br /&gt;Minha amiga que conforta quando quero desistir..&lt;br /&gt;Minha amiga que cuida de mim, quando necessito.&lt;br /&gt;Uma amiga que conto meus problemas , sonhos e medos.&lt;br /&gt;Minha amiga , que almejamos , juntos, formamos uma linda família no futuro..&lt;br /&gt;Uma Família, não perfeita, mas uma família onde o amor será o sobrenome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armony é meu presente.&lt;br /&gt;A mais incrível e encantadora pessoa que já vi..&lt;br /&gt;Meu BB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCTx6h9BI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-YUDCk55XM4/s1600-h/73506086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188360415802946578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCTx6h9BI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-YUDCk55XM4/s320/73506086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Quero cuidar sempre de vc, meu amor..&lt;br /&gt;Assim como um pai cuida de um filho..&lt;br /&gt;Assim como uma mãe protege seus filhinhos..&lt;br /&gt;Quero te proteger !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADH5h6h9GI/AAAAAAAAAg0/G20wLSXXE4M/s1600-h/BA12821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188366561901147234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADH5h6h9GI/AAAAAAAAAg0/G20wLSXXE4M/s320/BA12821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Te fazer sorrir, sempre..&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando as lágrimas vierem, estarei ao teu lado..&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando com você..&lt;br /&gt;Dividindo as tristezas..&lt;br /&gt;Vou estar contigo ,sempre..&lt;br /&gt;Ao chorar e ao sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;No sol ou na escuridão..&lt;br /&gt;,,,,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre contigo bb!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Te amooo MuitoooooOoOoOoOooOoOoO&lt;br /&gt;Minha Princesa..&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADJOR6h9JI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BLe5GwXsfZ4/s1600-h/sb10066546a-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188368017895060626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADJOR6h9JI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BLe5GwXsfZ4/s320/sb10066546a-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADJOR6h9JI/AAAAAAAAAhM/BLe5GwXsfZ4/s1600-h/sb10066546a-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;És meu BB, meu Presente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;seu BB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-5081282786821353910?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/04/sobre-ela.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/SADCTh6h9AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Kfk6E9uSMjE/s72-c/sb10063658eb-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-4611562866725633390</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 04:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-30T00:53:34.111-07:00</atom:updated><title>...Para Asaph - De Armony</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-8y0pG0YeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Pt7XdsE0td4/s1600-h/ATgAAAAzG_yz1sc_Ge0D4Cv6X4fnVSHBnCcMxq4NDQsJadu80zBvaLL5nqTOmU85R1v4xt850lQxx6VSPppYdqNv-jxqAJtU9VC3exI06imU1051Jby513RtTmLtaA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-8y0pG0YeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Pt7XdsE0td4/s320/ATgAAAAzG_yz1sc_Ge0D4Cv6X4fnVSHBnCcMxq4NDQsJadu80zBvaLL5nqTOmU85R1v4xt850lQxx6VSPppYdqNv-jxqAJtU9VC3exI06imU1051Jby513RtTmLtaA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183417576095769058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Em comemoração de meu aniversário, próxima sexta , 04, estará sendo exposto aqui no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meu blog, textos de pessoas queridas e que marcaram minha vida cada dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A primeira pessoa, não poderia ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Ela...O meu maior presente, minha amiga, minha irmã, meu amor..&lt;br /&gt;Armony...T dou meu coração e ao teu lado quero viver até a eternidade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T fazer feliz&lt;br /&gt;T ajudar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TE amooo Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;És a mulher da minha vida....obrigado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                        Asaph Saboia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armony Cordeiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-80DJG0YfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qJOcqFz8uTQ/s1600-h/78359294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 490px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-80DJG0YfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qJOcqFz8uTQ/s320/78359294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183418924715500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                              O amor que vem de Deus sofre, por escolher dividir todos os momentos da vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;da pessoa que ama e na hora da dor, não vira as costas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Crer porque sabe que tem um Deus que tornará os seus piores dias em melhores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Espera porque sabe que tem um Deus que é fiel e que cumpre as suas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;promessas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Suporta porque tem a certeza que é a pessoa certa, não procura seu próprio interesse, porque quer fazer a outra pessoa feliz,..... o amor que vem de Deus jamais acaba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-9BaJG0YhI/AAAAAAAAAek/kk8lKIEhz5g/s1600-h/sb10066557p-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-9BaJG0YhI/AAAAAAAAAek/kk8lKIEhz5g/s320/sb10066557p-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183433613503652370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Com o passar o tempo o amor cresce;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Com os obstáculos amadurece;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Com o medo traz a certeza;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A duvida dá lugar a fé;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-9C0JG0YjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/pqx1HNiAlfw/s1600-h/74400641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-9C0JG0YjI/AAAAAAAAAe0/pqx1HNiAlfw/s320/74400641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183435159691878962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ontem eu e Asaph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; éramos apenas duas crianças, ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gostava de brigar comigo, de me derrubar da cadeira, de me chamar de kiko,..e é porque já era apaixonado por mim, dava um de durão para que eu não descobrisse, mas não aguentou esconder por muito tempo, acabou se declarando! E aqui estamos juntos.Sou grata a Deus pela vida deste amigo que me dá conselhos, que ora por mim, ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mão que está sempre ao meu lado e amor que me ajuda a caminhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-8pkZG0YdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/G5c8Lsnkt4g/s1600-h/72137413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-8pkZG0YdI/AAAAAAAAAeE/G5c8Lsnkt4g/s320/72137413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183407401318244818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Agradeço &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;a Deus por estar ao teu lado todos estes anos e por todos que ainda virão... Quero viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ao teu lado tudo aquilo que Deus tem preparado para nós, vendo se cumprir na tua vida tudo o que Deus te prometeu, e ver que a mão Dele está sobre ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obrigada Senhor &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Feliz Aniversário!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Te amo...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Armony Cordeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-4611562866725633390?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/03/para-asaph-de-armony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-8y0pG0YeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Pt7XdsE0td4/s72-c/ATgAAAAzG_yz1sc_Ge0D4Cv6X4fnVSHBnCcMxq4NDQsJadu80zBvaLL5nqTOmU85R1v4xt850lQxx6VSPppYdqNv-jxqAJtU9VC3exI06imU1051Jby513RtTmLtaA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-7917407048190151124</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-27T22:31:12.169-07:00</atom:updated><title>O poder do amor....</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Depois de ,uma semana, volto a escrever. Pessoal, dia 4, completo mais uma primavera....Não sei se tenho motivos para comemorar...Não quero bolo, só queria uma fatia de felicidade e paz.&lt;br /&gt;Tou fazendo um texto comemorativo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Nos momentos de solidão, meu amigo, é Deus. Tou vivendo dias de solidão, mas abaixar a cabeça, não é comigo. Não sei se viverei, mais tempo, mas foi bom ter vivido esses anos com vocês..&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu morrer, lembrem-se :               Sem amor, de nada vale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com Carinho, esse pobre e apaixonado sonhador ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asaph Saboia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQvZG0YRI/AAAAAAAAAck/euifY4T0ZGo/s1600-h/72587348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181691252645847314" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQvZG0YRI/AAAAAAAAAck/euifY4T0ZGo/s320/72587348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Existe numa lua um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;brilhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Existe nas pessoas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;também , uma forma que nos faz brilhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Forma que não é a lua, sol ou estrela, mas tem um poder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;incrível, o AMOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-vmuJG0YWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/EnAqTtP1BtA/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-vmuJG0YWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/EnAqTtP1BtA/s320/amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182489476612776290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amor que nos faz brilhar enquanto vivemos dias de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;escuridão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x8L5G0YXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/D_AetlEl8vY/s1600-h/sb10064016f-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x8L5G0YXI/AAAAAAAAAdU/D_AetlEl8vY/s320/sb10064016f-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182653814946423154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Amor que faz brotar fé nos dias de desespero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQuZG0YPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N4f8PSA2l7M/s1600-h/200432667-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181691235465978098" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 299px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQuZG0YPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N4f8PSA2l7M/s320/200432667-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amor que nos faz chegar ao fim da corrida , após o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;cansaço e fadiga, com sorriso no rosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x9MJG0YZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7lzJhrKDmBI/s1600-h/73971601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x9MJG0YZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7lzJhrKDmBI/s320/73971601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182654918753018258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amor que vê nas montanhas e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; obstáculos , que estão no caminho, mais uma oportunidade de declarar todo o amor que existe dentro dos corações. Amor qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e quando vê a dificuldade, sabe que a pessoa que ama estará ali...Passará por tudo, juntos...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQvpG0YSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lyyPC9cTH1U/s1600-h/200557373-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181691256940814626" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 273px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQvpG0YSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lyyPC9cTH1U/s320/200557373-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amor que nos faz chegar até onde as águias vão, a tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; o céu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Amor que nos faz rondar o infinito e atracar no impossível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x-LZG0YaI/AAAAAAAAAds/JPs6Z-kGXZ4/s1600-h/79366282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x-LZG0YaI/AAAAAAAAAds/JPs6Z-kGXZ4/s320/79366282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182656005379744162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amor que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;transforma as mais longas  estradas, nas mais belas poesias e canções.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x8L5G0YYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/PC7nUTCC0aA/s1600-h/sb10062375k-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x8L5G0YYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/PC7nUTCC0aA/s320/sb10062375k-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182653814946423170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Amor que é mais do que sentir, é viver. Amor que tem poder de mover barreiras e fazer dilúvio nas "secas" que atin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;gem os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Asaph Comenta :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x_R5G0YbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/UHPX7bprqyI/s1600-h/sb10066838w-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-x_R5G0YbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/UHPX7bprqyI/s320/sb10066838w-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182657216560521650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Não escrevo uma poesia, muito menos, uma canção. Só uso das palavras para expressar o que embala meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Te amo bb, você faz dos meus dias uma linda história de amor. És prova do carinho e do cuidado de Deus, para minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;És meu presente!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Desculpa pelas falhas, só quero te fazer feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Te amo muitooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;br /&gt;Recife, 28 de MArço de 2008&lt;br /&gt; 02:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-7917407048190151124?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-poder-do-amor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-kQvZG0YRI/AAAAAAAAAck/euifY4T0ZGo/s72-c/72587348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-6779364796668012334</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-22T21:13:24.565-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>amor</category><title>Dois Amigos que se amam...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-WVvZG0YNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lzHAKPRycnQ/s1600-h/79366290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180711587785498834" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-WVvZG0YNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lzHAKPRycnQ/s320/79366290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor é a amizade que nunca morre.&lt;br /&gt;Amor é o sentimente que une dois seres diferentes, fazendo deles, apenas um&lt;br /&gt;Amor é fruto da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amizade que compreende&lt;br /&gt;Amizade que suporta..&lt;br /&gt;Amor é a amizade ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mais linda amizade..&lt;br /&gt;A mais incrível viagem.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falo de uma experiência que vivo..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-Rmo5G0YKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/l1h0QeHtHHQ/s1600-h/sb10067434a-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180378324093132962" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-Rmo5G0YKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/l1h0QeHtHHQ/s320/sb10067434a-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somos dois amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos lindos momentos..&lt;br /&gt;Faziamos canções.&lt;br /&gt;Brincavamos, corríamos..&lt;br /&gt;Pensavamos como crianças..&lt;br /&gt;Éramos amigos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem amizade não há amor.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos também dores.&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas!&lt;br /&gt;Quedas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas onde abundou o amor, superabundou o perdão.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar as falhas.&lt;br /&gt;Aceitar as diferenças&lt;br /&gt;Entender o outro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-RkZJG0YJI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bzUITT7p9hA/s1600-h/sb10066557p-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180375854486937746" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-RkZJG0YJI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bzUITT7p9hA/s320/sb10066557p-001.jpg" border="0" height="268" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos dois amigos que se amam!&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que confiaram em Deus, e deixaram Ele agir.&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que esperaram, amigos que persistiram..&lt;br /&gt;Em fazer a vontade Dele..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentamos fugir...Ele nos Uniu&lt;br /&gt;Tentamos correr...Ele nos parou..&lt;br /&gt;Parou e nos fez voltar a andar juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passamos por muitas e o mais incrível é ver que antes de tudo, somos amigos..&lt;br /&gt;Irmãos???....&lt;br /&gt;Somos Também..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-WSVZG0YMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-zLeuNI8liA/s1600-h/amizade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180707842574016706" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-WSVZG0YMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-zLeuNI8liA/s320/amizade1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irmãos que consolam ao cair das lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Irmãos que alegram quando a tristeza que chegar..&lt;br /&gt;Irmãos que são amigos, amigos que são apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;Sem amor, nada vale.&lt;br /&gt;A amizade duplica as alegrias e divide as tristezas.&lt;br /&gt;Amizade é completar...*&lt;br /&gt;Amizade, a base ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos dois amigo..&lt;br /&gt;e sem amizade, não existiria amor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sem Amizade, o amor vira utopia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-6779364796668012334?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/03/dois-amigos-que-se-ama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R-WVvZG0YNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lzHAKPRycnQ/s72-c/79366290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-6442052001299768133</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-11T13:34:16.187-07:00</atom:updated><title>T-AMO</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muitas pessoas sonham.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muitas pessoas correm atrás..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muitas desistem....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Muitas pessoas amam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Muitas pessoas fazem planos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Muitas pessoa lutam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é das lutas as mais complexas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é dos Sonhos o mais viajaado..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é dos alvos , o mais perigoso e díficil, não pode existir erro!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é o combustão para a felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é " ARMONY" ia que quando bate em meu coração produz risos e alegrias.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é "ARMONY"ia que me faz sonhar ao acordar, e também ao deitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é Mágico..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor é te amar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo uma história de amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olho para trás e vejo o quanto Deus  foi fiel para conosco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tentamos rumos diferentes, mas não teve sucesso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus mais uma vez nos colocou presos, um ao outro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olho pra trás e lembro de nossos sonhos de crianças.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nossas brincadeiras de crianças.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nossas brigas de Crianças;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo Bom, e nos preparou para o que vivemos, hoje, e viveremos no amanhã.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O Nosso amor é Fruto de Nossa Amizade."..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso eu digo que és a amiga com quem quero viver todos os dias da tua vida..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero ser teu amigo, esposo, irmão, pai. colega&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ajudar quando tivers com dificuldades.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero te alegrar quando pensares em chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero sentar ao pôr-do-dol ao teu lado, e lembrar dos dias de crianças..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me cansarei de contar aos nossos filhos , a nossa história de amor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não cansarei de escrever todo dia uma carta, ou um texto no blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me cansarei de dizer a todos que "Sem Amor, Nada Vale".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero dizer que você é o sonho mais real que Deus me deu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VocÊ é a prova  do carinho e do cuidado de Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha vida ao seu lado temuma "Armony"ia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tua fala me acalma..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuas palavrar me fascinam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu ser, me encanta..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu AMo Vc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-6442052001299768133?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/03/t-amo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-871058743995706361</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-07T08:40:18.482-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Mulher!</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Para a mulher da minha vida! Aquela que me encanta a cada dia que passa, aquela que me faz sorrir quando as lágrimas querem cair. Aquela com quem vivo dias lindos, e que quando as nuvens tenembrosas querem nos rondas, olhamos além dela e observamos o lindo arco-íris que nos espera....A filha do palácio, que faço do meu coração reinado dela. Aquela que amo em todos os momentos, no sol ou chuva, dia ou noite.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Àquela que amo e me ama....Armony Cordeiro" ....&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, ainda criança sonhei com uma bela esposa.!&lt;br /&gt;Um dia ainda menino, pedi a Deus uma grande mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia gritei dizendo que me casaria com uma incrível pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher que não pilota um formula 1, mas consegue passar como flecha sobre os problemas.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher que reconhece que para subir ao pódio da vida, lágrimas precisam ser derramadas.&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher que não tem "Senna" no nome, mas vê na pureza de um "Cordeiro" todo o seu jeito de ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher que não é atriz de cinema, mas que vive a vida como um Filme.&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher que chora nas tristezas e ama viver sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Mulher que encanta não com os “pós e maquiagens” , mas que no simples sorrir já me deixa apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina que não tem a camisa 10 de Marta, da seleção brasileira de futebol, mas consegue driblar os obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;Consegue chutar os medos ..&lt;br /&gt;Ela não é jogadora de futebol , mas todo dia faz golaços em meu coração..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela não faz parte das meninas super-poderosas, mas possui um grande poder!&lt;br /&gt;Amar, amar, encantar e encantar.&lt;br /&gt;Não usa da força, mas impacta meu coração..&lt;br /&gt;Não usa de laser, mas penetra todo meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela não tem dois aninhos, mas é meu bb!&lt;br /&gt;BB que cuido quando está triste.&lt;br /&gt;BB que me faz sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;BB que eu me alegro quando vejo andar.&lt;br /&gt;BB que ajudo quando quer parar..&lt;br /&gt;Meu bb!&lt;br /&gt;BB que é prova do cuidado de Deus comigo!&lt;br /&gt;BB que eu amo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu BB é meu amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ela é o amor....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Amor que espera.&lt;br /&gt;Amor que tudo suporta.&lt;br /&gt;Amor que erra, mas que não quer ferir..&lt;br /&gt;Amor que diz: Obrigado por existir.&lt;br /&gt;AMor que diz: Se chorardes, estarei ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Amor que fala: Ao teu lado , construirei uma bela familía.&lt;br /&gt;Lindos Filhos.&lt;br /&gt;E que te amará cada dia +!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TE amoo Meu BB!&lt;br /&gt;És meu AMor!&lt;br /&gt;Meu Presente..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-871058743995706361?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/03/mulher.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-4344355699463180662</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 19:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-26T12:37:37.025-08:00</atom:updated><title>......é o Amor!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8R1DuKDQbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qmrnN2e-pVo/s1600-h/aas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171386978918416818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8R1DuKDQbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qmrnN2e-pVo/s320/aas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto tua presença no olhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De um menino a sorrir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E não tem fim Teu carinho por mim, eu sei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Às vezes em minha vida errei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por tantas coisas eu já chorei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a flor se abriu, meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se encheu de alegria e de amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois sei que você está aqui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8R4AOKDQdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/70EfNTbtGWQ/s1600-h/sb10065547ar-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171390217323758034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8R4AOKDQdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/70EfNTbtGWQ/s320/sb10065547ar-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perto de mim Sinto tua presença na voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De um pássaro a cantar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosta de mim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me dá colo para dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me protege de todo mal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu amor me faz renascer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim a flor se abriu, meu coração &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se encheu de alegria e de amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois sei que você está aqui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-4344355699463180662?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-amor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8R1DuKDQbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qmrnN2e-pVo/s72-c/aas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-5685048236035091636</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-26T09:26:51.597-08:00</atom:updated><title>Solidão!</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RJROKDQWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wnsWLGRK3t8/s1600-h/sb10066105j-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQSI/AAAAAAAAAYM/TFtEKNLj_lU/s1600-h/sb10065205bh-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Mhp7t3Hd0wk/s1600-h/sb10065788n-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337883147256114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Mhp7t3Hd0wk/s320/sb10065788n-001.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Solidão que arde.&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que bate&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que faz lágrimas descer...&lt;br /&gt;É Solidão..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que nos faz parar e refletir&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que deixa ricos como miseráveis&lt;br /&gt;Reis parecer súditos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que bate em meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração....asaph Sabóia.&lt;br /&gt;Sozinho não estou, mas a solidão palpita em meu coração.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que a euforia “asaphiana” se rende à lagrimas e dúvidas.!&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que a paz dá lugar a uma guerrinha interna..&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que é melhor o silêncio que o falar..&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que me escondo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RKf-KDQXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ucfkzAFaJgo/s1600-h/73124789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171340185249726834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RKf-KDQXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ucfkzAFaJgo/s320/73124789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que bate a saudade do dia em Asaph era um bb!&lt;br /&gt;Sem pressões !&lt;br /&gt;Sem guerras&lt;br /&gt;Sem Lutas&lt;br /&gt;Sem decepções..&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades do dia em que eu Era nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando somos abandonados pelo mundo, a solidão é superável; quando somos abandonados por nós mesmos, a solidão é quase incurável. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/aTTHiO6XVe0/s1600-h/sb10066105j-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337883147256130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="239" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/aTTHiO6XVe0/s320/sb10066105j-003.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não estou só!&lt;br /&gt;Nem estou fazendo um texto sensacionalista.&lt;br /&gt;Texto que mostra o sentimento que arde em meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento que me deixa triste.&lt;br /&gt;Sem vontade de sorrir e brincar.&lt;br /&gt;Sem vontade de ser Asaph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos podem pensar que esse texto é o manual dos “EMO”, mas nada!!!&lt;br /&gt;É só o desabafo de um jovem, que usa as palavras pra refletir o que se passa em seu coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZuKDQRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kRFzxTkepR0/s1600-h/75940825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337878852288786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZuKDQRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kRFzxTkepR0/s320/75940825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com as lágrimas do tempo&lt;br /&gt;e a cal do meu dia&lt;br /&gt;eu fiz o cimento da minha poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos nossos defeitos, precisamos enxergar que somos pérolas únicas no teatro da vida e entender que não existem pessoas de sucesso e pessoas fracassadas. O que existem são pessoas que lutam pelos seus sonhos ou desistem deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensar que ficarei assim, nessa solidão!Ahhh é Engano.&lt;br /&gt;Meu nome é Asaph Sabóia. Posso até chorar, mas alegria vem de manhã.&lt;br /&gt;Lutar e brigar, desistir, jamais!&lt;br /&gt;Agora é deixar as lágrimas descer e correr atrás da vitória.&lt;br /&gt;Tirar de Cada gota um aprendizado..&lt;br /&gt;Tirar de cada segundo de dor, uma lição...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RLouKDQYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6_F1m8GSfUA/s1600-h/ATgAAABSYmlIRwGnt_JI2RAU9fi4QCuz6WpCO1-H3TdNsZvybCpd-Zobc-Q7oMKandvVvj-nRS7bOF3QJAgsK-PVdoOuAJtU9VDzo3IkAy-WkcX-COrlRH19-o7mLw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171341435085209986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RLouKDQYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6_F1m8GSfUA/s400/ATgAAABSYmlIRwGnt_JI2RAU9fi4QCuz6WpCO1-H3TdNsZvybCpd-Zobc-Q7oMKandvVvj-nRS7bOF3QJAgsK-PVdoOuAJtU9VDzo3IkAy-WkcX-COrlRH19-o7mLw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bom é saber que tenho uma amiga, irmã, meu amor!&lt;br /&gt;Ela é incrível...&lt;br /&gt;Entende o asaph que poucos conhecem...&lt;br /&gt;Suportar mesmo quando ele está em dias de lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Ela é minha inspiração nos texto de amor...&lt;br /&gt;Ela também, quando os textos são meio que cabisbaixo.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu Bb..&lt;br /&gt;Saber que em meio a nossas lutas e guerras, segurar na mão do outro e andar juntos, é a mais bela prova de amor..!!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Incondicionalmente!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem Amor, Nada Vale!&lt;br /&gt;És Filha do Palácio, Armony, Meu coração é teu reinado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-5685048236035091636?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/solido.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R8RIZ-KDQTI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Mhp7t3Hd0wk/s72-c/sb10065788n-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-7646045855213895362</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-22T12:50:24.123-08:00</atom:updated><title>Se....</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Estava em casa pensando..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Como eu queria um mundo diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo de qualidades e defeitos&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo de Paz e Amor.."&lt;br /&gt;Asaph.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78fwOKDQHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x_2k5qHlp5k/s1600-h/sb10063721ai-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 442px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78fwOKDQHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x_2k5qHlp5k/s400/sb10063721ai-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885810539053170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah se no mundo tivéssemos mais de uma &lt;strong&gt;Armony Codeiro!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teríamos uma porção a mais de amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tristezas viriam, mas saberíamos tirar de cada uma, um ensinamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veríamos as dificuldades como formar de passagem para os &lt;/span&gt;manaciais&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Teríamos puros corações..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaríamos e lutaríamos por um amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cantaríamos&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; a vida declamando poesias..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um misto de menina-mulher, com um resultado incrível..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BB&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;´s chamados de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Armony´s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78jzeKDQII/AAAAAAAAAW8/gXy4gw64-NE/s1600-h/74425701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78jzeKDQII/AAAAAAAAAW8/gXy4gw64-NE/s320/74425701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169890264420139138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos mais de &lt;strong&gt;Marisa Saboia..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saberíamos que nunca há barreiras que não podemos ultrapassar..&lt;br /&gt;Não há guerra que não poderíamos vencer..&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos mais dela na humanidade.....&lt;br /&gt;Guerreiros e Lutadores seria mais fácil de encontrar ....Ela encanta-me&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova safra de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marisas Saboias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;iria infestar a terra de garra e superação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Como Leões e leoas em busca dos seus objetivos..&lt;br /&gt;Amor maior pela nossa terra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Do não desistir e do avançar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78l6eKDQJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WBsdY8YjPwU/s1600-h/sb10065048f-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78l6eKDQJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WBsdY8YjPwU/s320/sb10065048f-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169892583702478994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos mais de &lt;strong&gt;Asa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ph Saboia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saberíamos que sem amor, nada vale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teríamos uma porção a mais de amor..&lt;br /&gt;Saberíamos que amor é mais que nossa felicidade, é a felicidade do outro em primeiro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saberíamos que o tempo é a maior peneira para o amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asaph´s ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; era a certeza que simples gestos, vão tornar-se belas canções de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78or-KDQKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Pn_b2TsxZZM/s1600-h/76946453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78or-KDQKI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Pn_b2TsxZZM/s320/76946453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169895633129259170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração apaixonado é bobo!&lt;br /&gt;Que sonha, e espera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tem tristezas, mas sabe onde encontrar a paz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fossemos mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;asaph´s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, olharíamos para a pessoa amada e não nos cansaríamos de dizer eu te amo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olharíamos para o casamento e vislumbraria a concretização de sonhos..&lt;br /&gt;Viveria por amar, e amaria por viver!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78quuKDQNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oj9BXp24U_k/s1600-h/200241349-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78quuKDQNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oj9BXp24U_k/s320/200241349-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169897879397155026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos uma porção a mais de &lt;strong&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/strong&gt; em nossa sociedade&lt;br /&gt;Saberíamos que bons líderes corrigem os erros , os excelentes previne-os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que apesar dos nossos defeitos, precisamos enxergar que somos pérolas únicas no teatro da vida e entender que não existem pessoas de sucesso e pessoas fracassadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que existem são pessoas que lutam pelos seus sonhos ou desistem deles.&lt;br /&gt;Teríamos um encanto a mais pelo &lt;/span&gt;espetáculo&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; da vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78uDOKDQOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/oiZkV-qY5jc/s1600-h/sb10064563i-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78uDOKDQOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/oiZkV-qY5jc/s320/sb10064563i-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169901530119356642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos um pensamento como de &lt;strong&gt;Ghandi &lt;/strong&gt;em nossa Geração..&lt;br /&gt;Viveríamos como se fosse morrer amanha.Aprender como se fosse viver para sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Faríamos&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; guerras sem violência..&lt;br /&gt;Brigaríamos sem armas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivéssemos guardados os ensinamentos do&lt;strong&gt; Ap. Paulo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que AINDA que eu falasse as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, e não tivesse amor, seria como o metal que soa ou como o sino que tine.&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor é sofredor, é benigno; o amor não é invejoso; o amor não trata com leviandade, não se &lt;/span&gt; saberíamosensoberbece&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78xAuKDQPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wUKjQ6Xckvo/s1600-h/paixao%2Bde%2Bcristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78xAuKDQPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wUKjQ6Xckvo/s320/paixao%2Bde%2Bcristo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169904785704567026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tivéssemos mais de &lt;strong&gt;JESUS CRISTO, &lt;/strong&gt;em nossa sociedade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Presenciaríamos&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; nas guerras , a melhor forma de pregar a paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iríamos até a cruz, sofreríamos, mas por amor..&lt;br /&gt;alguém trocaria uma vida de riquezas, poder, glória por uma vida de humilhação, de dores e traição? Somente por amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformaríamos os solos áridos da personalidade humana, em jardins de amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se &lt;/span&gt;existisse&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; homens e mulheres parecidos com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O MESTRE DO AMOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; amizades seriam fundamentadas numa rocha, chamada confiança, chamada amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78yGOKDQQI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8yP9d9Xml3k/s1600-h/200403191-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78yGOKDQQI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8yP9d9Xml3k/s320/200403191-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169905979705475330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se  uma era  igual ao  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MESTRE DOS MESTRES  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tomasse conta de nossos dias, &lt;/span&gt;atos&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  nunca visto iríamos ver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformar prostitutas em rainhas.&lt;br /&gt;Impostores em amigos..&lt;br /&gt;Perdão...Amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar mesmo quanto traído pelos amigos...&lt;br /&gt;Ser Deus, mas viver e sofrer como homem...&lt;br /&gt;No ápice da dor, ainda ter tempo para falar de amor....e impactar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocar nos corações desertos e fazer brotar vida.&lt;br /&gt;Ele fez ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armony´s, Marisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;´s, Asaph´s, Augusto´s, Ghandis´s, Paulo´s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pessoas incríveis...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos marcantes..&lt;br /&gt;Histórias inesquecíveis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.Mas , como o MESTRE DA SENSIBILIDADE , nada veremos, mas a busca em parecer com Ele nos fará maior a cada dia!&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que amou, enquanto apanhava...&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que deixou todo o seu Poder de Rei, para, em atitude de servo , impactar e salvar a humanidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-7646045855213895362?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/se.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R78fwOKDQHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x_2k5qHlp5k/s72-c/sb10063721ai-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-3845829374228728909</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-21T10:35:39.877-08:00</atom:updated><title>Novos Dias</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Um clamor é levantado. Dias melhores pedimos,  e dias melhores virão. Uma nova geração se levantará e impactará nosso país. Dias de paz, dias de alegrias.  Novos dias vivenciaremos.... E 2008 será o início desse novo tempo.! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72VhOKDP7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8CpP9Js6jM/s1600-h/sb10065548e-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169452345259671474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" height="257" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72VhOKDP7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8CpP9Js6jM/s400/sb10065548e-001.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Um novo tempo é chegado&lt;br /&gt;Tempo em que lágrimas tornarão rios de felicidades&lt;br /&gt;Decepções serão a força para o levantar.&lt;br /&gt;Os dias piores, o caminho para os dias melhores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72kj-KDP9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/TuiRbNKGN6c/s1600-h/LA9830-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169468885178728402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72kj-KDP9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/TuiRbNKGN6c/s320/LA9830-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dias em que Negros e Brancos serão um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dias em que reis e servos sentarão em um única mesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dias em que pobres e ricos cantarão juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dias de uma só raça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dias em que o amor será vivenciado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dias em que a única guerra será pra ver quem amará mais&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dias bons!&lt;br /&gt;Dias Ótimos!&lt;br /&gt;Os Dias Melhores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72sh-KDP_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/oJpzJ08B55U/s1600-h/adorar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169477646912012274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72sh-KDP_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/oJpzJ08B55U/s320/adorar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Os dias em que um só Deus será exaltado&lt;br /&gt;Um dia em que a fome não nos fará parte.&lt;br /&gt;O dia em que vamos poder andar nas ruas como crianças.&lt;br /&gt;Dias em que olharemos para Deus , não mais paras os prazeres da terra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R729kOKDQCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/CY3FA66ArTM/s1600-h/sb10066105b-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169496377264390178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R729kOKDQCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/CY3FA66ArTM/s320/sb10066105b-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dias em que uma geração apaixonada se levantará.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72msOKDP-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/VI-2Vjz3xHU/s1600-h/sb10062768b-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169471225935904738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72msOKDP-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/VI-2Vjz3xHU/s320/sb10062768b-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração de Fé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração de Milagres....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração de Elias..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que em meio à seca, pedirá chuva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;e o PAI derramará tempestades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geração que pedirá Paz, e será atentido seu pedido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que não será mais conhecida como Geração &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/span&gt; , geração&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORKUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R728VeKDQBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MGkdYEoONfw/s1600-h/aaax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169495024349691922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R728VeKDQBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MGkdYEoONfw/s320/aaax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que impactará as nações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que correrá ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que marcará uma era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Essa geração há de levantar-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Há de Proclamar os novos dias em nossa nação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que verá Políticos sérios governando a nação..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Políticos com propósitos e aliançados, na frente de nosso país...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R73CF-KDQDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BW_ubRluSfg/s1600-h/78568238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169501355131486258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R73CF-KDQDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BW_ubRluSfg/s320/78568238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Geração que não pode ver, hoje, esse novo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Mas pela fé, Contempla um novo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Um novo dia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;E se os dias melhores não chegar,hoje, vamos orar e buscar mais.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos Clamar ao PAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;pois : "&lt;em&gt;Clama a mim e responder-te-ei.."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Anunciaremos coisas grandes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um Brasil Resgatado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Um Brasil que Declarará..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DIAS MELHORES VIRÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169480344151474178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72u--KDQAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/g0nxXYr4h2M/s320/sb10064016f-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DIAS MELHORES CHEGARAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Asaph Saboia...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-3845829374228728909?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/novos-dias.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R72VhOKDP7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/S8CpP9Js6jM/s72-c/sb10065548e-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-4528457820319108815</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 19:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-15T11:06:46.087-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://pt.globalvoicesonline.org/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.globalvoicesonline.org/Badges/lingua/linguabadge-pt.png" alt=" Global Voices Online em Português - O mundo está falando. Você está ouvindo?" title="Global Voices Online em Português - O mundo está falando. Você está ouvindo?" width="125" height"40" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-4528457820319108815?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/global-voices-online-em-portugus-o.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-7513256588742909659</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-15T11:02:30.008-08:00</atom:updated><title>Quando as rugas chegam...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Este texto é análise da velhice, por um jovem apaixonado. Que ver nas rugas não a tristeza e impotência, mas a oportunidade de continuar amando como nos tempos de adolescentes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XMJeKDPtI/AAAAAAAAATc/kddnLSDqESs/s1600-h/sb10066113a-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167260610563620562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XMJeKDPtI/AAAAAAAAATc/kddnLSDqESs/s320/sb10066113a-008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Velhice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fadiga e Rugas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Netos e Bisnetos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saudades e lembranças..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo da reflexão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo do balanço da vida..&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de PARAR e PENSAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XNZuKDPuI/AAAAAAAAATk/JGldqqcdX0s/s1600-h/sb10065927h-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167261989248122594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XNZuKDPuI/AAAAAAAAATk/JGldqqcdX0s/s320/sb10065927h-002.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de chorar por não ter feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de chorar por ter vivido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de chorar por não ter mais o pai e mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de chorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de refletir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de avaliar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XXUOKDP0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qcI9hLBuzGM/s1600-h/78312721.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167272889875119938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" height="328" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XXUOKDP0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qcI9hLBuzGM/s400/78312721.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo de sorrir por que os netos estão bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo de sorrir e lembrar das brincadeiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo de sorrir e lembrar os dias de crianças...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Tempo de sorrir e ver como foi bom namorar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Tempo de sorrir e ver como é belo esperar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XP1eKDPvI/AAAAAAAAATs/9Olzd4aSAyA/s1600-h/sb10065599a-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167264665012748018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XP1eKDPvI/AAAAAAAAATs/9Olzd4aSAyA/s400/sb10065599a-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Velhice tempo de dizer : "&lt;em&gt;Até aqui nos ajudou o Senhor"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Velhice tempo do nascer a cada dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de ver o sol como o presente, e olhar para a lua como a mais romântica de todas as lembranças...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Velhice tempo de amar hoje, como fosse a última vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de sonhar hoje, para amanhã sonhar mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tempo de amar e ser amado..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Deve ser romântico (d+) , olhar para a esposa e ver as rugas em seu rosto e dizer, com sinceridade no coração :" você encanta a cada dia que se passa"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XRBeKDPwI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HsK8dELRukI/s1600-h/sb10065304g-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167265970682806018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XRBeKDPwI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HsK8dELRukI/s320/sb10065304g-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É incrivel ver o apaixonar a cada manhã que passar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um beijo, vale menos, e bem menos, que um eu te AMo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um eu te amo,hoje, vale bem mais, que o eu te amo, de ontem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Viver ao teu lado até a velhice?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Será um Prêmio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XStOKDPyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Oftgir5pcTo/s1600-h/sb10065221d-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167267821813710626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XStOKDPyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Oftgir5pcTo/s400/sb10065221d-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que as coisas estão bem mesmo após as lutas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo após as noites mal dormidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo depois de briguinhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo depois das lágrimas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nunca ter saído do teu lado..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nunca ter ti abandonado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isso é amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XTdeKDPzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/b-YI7sm109w/s1600-h/57210872.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167268650742398770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XTdeKDPzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/b-YI7sm109w/s400/57210872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que o coração mesmo velho,continua apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que os sonhos, ainda não terminaram..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que os versos e as poesias se renovam, com o passar do tempo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver como foi bom o sonhar do nosso casamento!&lt;br /&gt;Ver que te amo mais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que nossas conversas na "internet" primitiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que nossa brincadeira de marido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver que chorar e esperar por você, valeu a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ver que és mais que perfeita, és encantadora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;É lindo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;É Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Por isso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te amo hoje, e sei que amanhã te amarei mais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo VC, BB!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167277275036729170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XbTeKDP1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ADfTg52vIfk/s400/sb10064099g-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-7513256588742909659?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/quando-as-rugas-chegam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7XMJeKDPtI/AAAAAAAAATc/kddnLSDqESs/s72-c/sb10066113a-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-1844683511752644051</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-15T06:28:58.658-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mais uma vez....Despedida</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7WhSuKDPsI/AAAAAAAAATU/fPvo4MXd0do/s1600-h/ESTRATEGIA--logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7WhSuKDPsI/AAAAAAAAATU/fPvo4MXd0do/s320/ESTRATEGIA--logo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167213490477416130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em menos de 6 meses, e mais outro momento complicado para Asaph Saboia Soares.&lt;br /&gt;Despedida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 1 de Dezembro, terminei um ciclo com a BANDA NóS 5 e o Fanho.&lt;br /&gt;Uma dor de deixar pessoas que tanto me fizeram feliz, mas uma esperança de viver os dias melhores na BANDA ESTRATÉGIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos,impactos, CD, Lançamentos, tocar verdadeiramente o coração do Pai..&lt;br /&gt;Comecei a colocar "Gás" no Trabalho..&lt;br /&gt;Mas uma coisa começou a tirar o sorriso de mim, e colocar preocupações...Fortes dores de Cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está sendo complicado deixar mais uma vez a arte de cantar..&lt;br /&gt;Tou em primeira mão dizendo à vocês, acabou!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou Triste e Feliz..&lt;br /&gt;Triste pq gostava e muito do corre-corre, feliz pois sei que Deus tem o melhor para mim..&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou sendo parado..&lt;br /&gt;Mas um começo também vou ter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou saindo da música!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh ..&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelo Carinho, de todos..&lt;br /&gt;Vlw Mesmo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vlw Banda..&lt;br /&gt;E Continuem, vcs não podem morrer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armony, meu bb..te amo e valeu por estar aqui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços e Adeus..&lt;br /&gt;Asaph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-1844683511752644051?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/mais-uma-vezdespedida.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R7WhSuKDPsI/AAAAAAAAATU/fPvo4MXd0do/s72-c/ESTRATEGIA--logo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-8701707339657802878</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-11T07:04:23.162-08:00</atom:updated><title>As coisas do coração...</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Este texto escrevi em um dia de tristezas, de lágrimas. Ah pessoal esse será meu ultimo texto sobre AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;Vou dar uma Parada, e agora vou começar uma nova Série :&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; COLETIVA DE IMPRENSA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aguardem!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yDcMOk2VI/AAAAAAAAARM/jy30Z-n2YzY/s1600-h/sb10063515d-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164647393029052754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yDcMOk2VI/AAAAAAAAARM/jy30Z-n2YzY/s320/sb10063515d-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração Ato Falho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração órgão do perigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração onde a paixão briga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas onde o Amor Reina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração, não és Rei ou Rainha, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yFSMOk2WI/AAAAAAAAARU/OszLrQ_wA88/s1600-h/sb10065031i-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164649420253616482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yFSMOk2WI/AAAAAAAAARU/OszLrQ_wA88/s320/sb10065031i-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas és &lt;em&gt;Filho do Palácio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Teu governo, lidera o homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuas ordens, nós acatamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não és Rei, mas és Filho do Palácio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração que muitas vezes sofre, mas que também machuca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coração que planta mas destrói&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahh Coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vivemos em uma geração onde o amar foi esquecido..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Onde o ter, vale mais que o ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Onde o beijo vale mais que o EU TE AMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yHBcOk2jI/AAAAAAAAAS8/W8rrhRuu4N4/s1600-h/sb10065535d-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651331514063410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yHBcOk2jI/AAAAAAAAAS8/W8rrhRuu4N4/s320/sb10065535d-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geração dos Apaixonados&lt;br /&gt;Mas geração que esquece o AMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão tem sido mais buscada que um verdadeiro amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão, que tem sido a base para os relacionamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas paixão é perigoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGNsOk2YI/AAAAAAAAARk/Ol-Z-nnl_JM/s1600-h/200276777-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650442455832962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGNsOk2YI/AAAAAAAAARk/Ol-Z-nnl_JM/s320/200276777-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A paixão engana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão não espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão não suporta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porém, o amor é verdadeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor é sincero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor tudo Suporta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor é dádiva de Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Equanto a Paixão é sensação.&lt;br /&gt;O amor é sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGNcOk2XI/AAAAAAAAARc/ue1c9ZrAkDM/s1600-h/200275383-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650438160865650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGNcOk2XI/AAAAAAAAARc/ue1c9ZrAkDM/s320/200275383-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor Luta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão desiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O amor espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A paixão foge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O amor é apaixonante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É uma paixão eterna - isso é amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGjsOk2dI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Fkf7rcw-TY/s1600-h/200539912-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650820412955090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGjsOk2dI/AAAAAAAAASM/_Fkf7rcw-TY/s320/200539912-005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por isso, meu amigos e coloegas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Busquem viver um amor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se ele não chegou, Chegará..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas não desistem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amar é Tempo;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E como Rick Warren, afirma em um de seus Best-Seller :" &lt;em&gt;A melhor forma de soletrar amor é T-E-M-P-O."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A maior peneira do amor, é o tempo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A paixão tenta fazer tudo agora!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;O amor é a arte do Construir.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yHBMOk2iI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DO10rQfyDi4/s1600-h/sb10066026a-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651327219096098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 460px" height="393" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yHBMOk2iI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DO10rQfyDi4/s320/sb10066026a-002.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Construir sonhos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Construir laços eternos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Construir uma família&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem ama Espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem ama sofre&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama sonha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois sabe que o AMor no FINAL VENCE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As coisas do coração,reflete os atos de um vida.&lt;br /&gt;por isso, Não brinque em Amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu vos digo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGkMOk2eI/AAAAAAAAASU/uGwNwGDy2js/s1600-h/sb10065474ca-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650829002889698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yGkMOk2eI/AAAAAAAAASU/uGwNwGDy2js/s320/sb10065474ca-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"És filha do Palácio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;És minha Princesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Meu coração, simples Reinado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que tem o teu governo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Se tens um amor, Jamais Desista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Se tens um sonho, nunca deixe morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Se tens Deus no coração, o Teu amor e teu sonho, em breve chegarão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hoje posso Dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Você Chegou meu BB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-8701707339657802878?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-coisas-do-corao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6yDcMOk2VI/AAAAAAAAARM/jy30Z-n2YzY/s72-c/sb10063515d-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-4074197876731639546</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-01T07:34:05.705-08:00</atom:updated><title>Até o casamento...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sem amor, de nada Vale...Fazia um tempinho que não falava sobre o amor..Amar é arte, ti amar ,é um presente." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Que as rugas da vida, não escondam o amor de cirança que sinto por você"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IFF8Ok2II/AAAAAAAAAPA/yWkCz5SiGns/s1600-h/sb10064997ah-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161693722544756866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IFF8Ok2II/AAAAAAAAAPA/yWkCz5SiGns/s320/sb10064997ah-004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na vida de um homem existe um momento que marca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na vida de uma mulher existe o momento esperado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na vida de uma família existe o momento de dar tchau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na vida de uma nova família existe o momento do inicio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  Casamento!&lt;br /&gt;  Casamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  Casamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H-AcOk2EI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZO0Qv5kK4Zw/s1600-h/sb10064901f-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161685931474081858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="301" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H-AcOk2EI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZO0Qv5kK4Zw/s400/sb10064901f-001.jpg" width="427" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Véus e Grinaldas&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos e Lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Despedidas e inícios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sair de uma casa.&lt;br /&gt;Deixar pai e mãe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixar a comida daquela que nos colocou no mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandonar os cafunés da “mainha”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Fim, mas um inicio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Casamento!&lt;br /&gt;Casamento!&lt;br /&gt;Casamento! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H47MOk2AI/AAAAAAAAAOA/13PPnYHlXCg/s1600-h/sb10064593r-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161680343721629698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H47MOk2AI/AAAAAAAAAOA/13PPnYHlXCg/s320/sb10064593r-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O altar e os votos.&lt;br /&gt;A aliança e a emoção&lt;br /&gt;O beijo e o inicio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casamento é mais que subir em um altar e Proclamar amar eternamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Casamento é mais que trocas as “escovas de dentes” , como falam, ultimamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Casamento é a comprovação concreta que o amor é uma arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161684123292850226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H8XMOk2DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tUp-Uo7zogc/s400/72137417.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até o altar lutas são vivenciadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Brigas são enfrentadas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lágrimas foram derramadas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas o casamento é fruto de uma aliança &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O lema do casamento: “Até aqui nos ajudou o Senhor” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por isso, nesse momento, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asaph Declara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H7RMOk2CI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5cfvQrMWW9g/s1600-h/50317460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161682920702007330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H7RMOk2CI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5cfvQrMWW9g/s320/50317460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Vou te amar incondicionalmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Vou te amar nos dias de sol e chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vou te amar quando as lutas chegarem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H6gMOk2BI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YOpWA-XLX9U/s1600-h/50317460.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vou te amar no nascer de nossos filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vou te amar quando lágrimas descerem em teus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Vou te amar quando um banquete estiver em nossa frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Mas vou te amar também quando um simples Bife com arroz nos esperar para almoçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H4TsOk1_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/VxzAQZVsbLQ/s1600-h/sb10063929b-006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161679665116796914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6H4TsOk1_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/VxzAQZVsbLQ/s320/sb10063929b-006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Quero ser ,para sempre, seu eterno namorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Dançar com você ao som das orquestras,ou ao som do cantar dos passáros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Quero olhar para você sempre,sabendo que irei me encantar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Quero chorar ao teu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Quero sorrir contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Até que a morte nos separe, ou melhor dizer: Até a volta de Cristo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em Alto Som, eu Digo :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IC9MOk2GI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wLvCpdIOwYk/s1600-h/sb10065637a-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161691373197645922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IC9MOk2GI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wLvCpdIOwYk/s400/sb10065637a-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha Amada Noiva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como anseio por Ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6ICscOk2FI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_CXu5EC5ytw/s1600-h/sb10065637a-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero te tomar nos Braços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te olhar nos Olhos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vou subir nos altos montes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra Declarar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161692640212998258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IEG8Ok2HI/AAAAAAAAAO4/z-Gz_DTzF4s/s320/78850227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU TE AMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-4074197876731639546?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-o-casamento.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6IFF8Ok2II/AAAAAAAAAPA/yWkCz5SiGns/s72-c/sb10064997ah-004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-3873695019723545016</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-31T08:21:14.322-08:00</atom:updated><title>Isso é festa?</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"texto em que lágrimas saíram em meu coração ao escrever. Vivemos em um país onde todos buscam a paz!Mas que paz é essa?....Ahhh Brasil, volta ao primeiro amor.Esquece as paixões terrenas e busque o verdadeiro amor.Carnaval, tempo de tristeza!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HwwMOk13I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ePLZHySsHiw/s1600-h/55909921.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161671358650046322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HwwMOk13I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ePLZHySsHiw/s400/55909921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei pessoal ...&lt;br /&gt;Ei moçada...&lt;br /&gt;O carnaval começa&lt;br /&gt;E nós estamos de mão atadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Começou o Carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;Festa dos batuques e do frevo&lt;br /&gt;Festa de Alceu e Capiba&lt;br /&gt;Festa dos Caboclinhos e Papangus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Festa das cores&lt;br /&gt;Festa das “alegrias”&lt;br /&gt;Festa do “Amor”&lt;br /&gt;Festa que une Pobres e Ricos, mesmo que por quatro dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Festa que prega o amor, mas tem saldo de 70 mortos(SDS -PERNAMBUCO,2007 ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HxA8Ok14I/AAAAAAAAANA/FJlb5oDlBro/s1600-h/22022007g.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161671646412855170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="359" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HxA8Ok14I/AAAAAAAAANA/FJlb5oDlBro/s400/22022007g.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HxrsOk15I/AAAAAAAAANI/0jxpOpCstYY/s1600-h/72991318.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161672380852262802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HxrsOk15I/AAAAAAAAANI/0jxpOpCstYY/s400/72991318.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Festa que faz o homem chorar de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Festa que faz o governo investir em decoração, e deixa mortos em leitos de hospitais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6Hx5cOk16I/AAAAAAAAANQ/4o4b1d9LyKE/s1600-h/139324d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161672617075464098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6Hx5cOk16I/AAAAAAAAANQ/4o4b1d9LyKE/s400/139324d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Festa em que trazem Marisa Monte , Elza Soares, entre outros (altos cachês) e deixam várias “Marias e Josés” pedindo socorro nos corredores dos hospitais públicos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Festa em que a bandeira da paz é levantada&lt;br /&gt;Mas a bandeira da guerra é a que fica estampada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HztcOk18I/AAAAAAAAANg/w6-8VKtWdYc/s1600-h/sb10065473ab-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161674609940289474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HztcOk18I/AAAAAAAAANg/w6-8VKtWdYc/s320/sb10065473ab-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Festa em que o Brasil se rende ao bailar de Momo e esquece Aquele que sacrifício maior fez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria de um povoA festa de um povo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria que desce as ladeiras junto com a quarta-feira de cinzas.&lt;br /&gt;Alegria que torna lagrimas assim que a festa acaba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A luz se apaga, e a miséria volta.&lt;br /&gt;Pobres e ricos agora estão em lados opostos.&lt;br /&gt;Carnaval a festa do encantamento.&lt;br /&gt;A festa da fantasia..&lt;br /&gt;Festa que esconde a verdadeira miséria que existe em nosso país. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161673063752062898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HyTcOk17I/AAAAAAAAANY/j51bJW9mM_E/s400/choro_tristao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnaval A volta do pão e circo&lt;br /&gt;A festa que esconde o que passa em nossa naçãoFesta que tirar a atenção das mazelas de Brasília&lt;br /&gt;Festa que consegue “exterminar” a pobreza&lt;br /&gt;Festa que dói o coração daquele que primeiro nos amou!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, és forte&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, és amado.&lt;br /&gt;Brasil!!&lt;br /&gt;Tens perdido teus dias.&lt;br /&gt;Volta teus olhos pra Deus, o Justo Juiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-3873695019723545016?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/01/isso-festa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6HwwMOk13I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ePLZHySsHiw/s72-c/55909921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-2598600561590848535</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-08T06:34:02.698-08:00</atom:updated><title>Lágrimas</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Texto antigo, escrito em um dia de lágrimas meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isso mostra que Asaph não é só sorrisos, e que na vida temos que enfrentar as lutas e as lágrimas como oportunidades para o levantar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Asaph Saboia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xl9MOk2SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8wzPUpLtOsQ/s1600-h/sb10065529e-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164614974615902498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xl9MOk2SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8wzPUpLtOsQ/s320/sb10065529e-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje é dia de chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;céu fechado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gente dentro de casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoje uma tristeza bateu em meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lágrimas derramei e não sabia o motivo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pensei em vir para o blog e tentar afogar as mágoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas tive calma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As lágrimas de um homem, é o poder que ele tem para se levantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As tristezas de um coração é a busca para viver dias melhores..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As decepções de uma pessoa são o combustão para o levantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xnOMOk2TI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mrKcHrkAV4o/s1600-h/200276777-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164616366185306418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xnOMOk2TI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mrKcHrkAV4o/s320/200276777-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Homens , seres falhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Homens , seres de lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Homens , seres de decepções..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoje estou triste e não sei por que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoje estou a chorar e não sei o motivo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoje estou a parar, mas não sei a causa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hoje tenho a plena convicção que a melhor solução para as tristezas é o amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Certeza que sem amor nada vale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xnccOk2UI/AAAAAAAAARE/rhHZ7BPLJoM/s1600-h/200530775-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164616610998442306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xnccOk2UI/AAAAAAAAARE/rhHZ7BPLJoM/s320/200530775-005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O amor nos faz passar pelos problemas como mais um prova de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O amor nos faz levantar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O amor nos faz correr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O amor nos faz sorrir, mesmo que antes, tivemos que derramar lagrimas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ahh como te Amo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-2598600561590848535?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/01/lgrimas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R6xl9MOk2SI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8wzPUpLtOsQ/s72-c/sb10065529e-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-542668798774320104</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 15:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-07T07:42:03.525-08:00</atom:updated><title>Maior Prova de Amor</title><description>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;É com alegria que apresento esse texto. Texto escrito por ela, a minha fonte de inspiração. Com uma simplicidade e complexidade ao mesmo tempo, ela fez sem dúvidas um dos mais lindos textos que por aqui passaram. Eu editei o texto, mas, meu amor, ele é seu."&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Asaph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saboia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59MKsOk1nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zdkPGD1uxXM/s1600-h/cristoemaria-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160927444544575090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59MKsOk1nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zdkPGD1uxXM/s400/cristoemaria-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Será que alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; trocaria uma vida de &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;riquezas, poder, glória p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; uma vida de humilhação, de dores e traição?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Será que alguém trocaria uma vida de conforto, tranquila, por uma vida agitada sem ter u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m lugar seguro para reclinar a cabeça e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;descansar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alguém q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ue&lt;/span&gt; escolhesse servir em ser servido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alguém seria capaz dar a própria vida no lugar de pessoas orgulhosas, soberbas, cheias de maldade, de vaidade, egoístas, materialistas, egocêntricas , que só pensam em si...pessoas que não merecem tamanha graça?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alguém seria capaz de olhar nos olhos daqueles que o desprezam com um olhar de perdão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quem seria capaz lavar os pés de alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59RxsOk1tI/AAAAAAAAALI/lJBaG4QmJwU/s1600-h/paixao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933612117612242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59RxsOk1tI/AAAAAAAAALI/lJBaG4QmJwU/s400/paixao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sabendo que este alguém estava para traí-lo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quem ousaria tocar e curar um enfermo quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; todos se afastavam com medo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quem sentiria um toque de amor, um pedido de socorro em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meio a uma multidão?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59RIsOk1sI/AAAAAAAAALA/jXOy9LUP6eQ/s1600-h/paixao+de+cristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932907742975682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59RIsOk1sI/AAAAAAAAALA/jXOy9LUP6eQ/s400/paixao+de+cristo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quem sentaria a mesa com ladrões, prostitutas e adúlteros e com a sua vida demonstraria todo o seu amor e os levaria a um profundo arrependimento de seus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atos&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse alguém existe, esse alguém nos ama e estaria disposto a passar por tudo novamente se preciso!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JESUS hoje podemos amá-lo porque ele nos amou primeiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele sofreu por nós!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59PCMOk1pI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iHUUJzLxidc/s1600-h/20040310-paixao_de_cristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160930597050570386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59PCMOk1pI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iHUUJzLxidc/s400/20040310-paixao_de_cristo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele chorou por nós.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tantas suas dores !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tantas lutas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele nos amou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se não fosse por amor, nada existiria&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele é Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele fez do amor a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maior obra de arte já vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Queremos parecer com ele, mas ainda estamos bem distantes de vivermos como ele viveu aqui na terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! Ele era homem, padecia das mesmas aflições e decepções que nós enfrentamos. Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59QbMOk1rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WN7qQjcHovc/s1600-h/paixao_cristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932126058927794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59QbMOk1rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WN7qQjcHovc/s400/paixao_cristo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ele era diferente porque ele entendia o propósito da sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vida, ele não permitia que os problemas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o paralisassem, que os desafios lhe intimidassem, nem tampouco se importava com o que as pessoas poderiam pensar a seu respeito. Ele veio para cumprir a vontade do Pai e obedece-lo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ele foi levado como um cordeiro ao matadouro e não abriu a sua boca para reclamar. E por meio deste sacrifício ele restaurou a nossa comunhão com Deus, levou todas as nossas enfermidades sobre si, nos perdoou e&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nos deu a sua vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;O sacrifício feito por Cristo, não se resume ao da C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;cruz.&lt;br /&gt;Foi mais que um ato de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Foi mais que um simples eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que meras lágrimas derramadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é sacrifício.&lt;br /&gt;Amor também é dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus, O MESTRE DO AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59S_sOk1uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DqewaUZ6lpQ/s1600-h/A_Cruz-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160934952147408610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59S_sOk1uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DqewaUZ6lpQ/s400/A_Cruz-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Aquele que quiser vir depois de mim"&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;i&gt;"Negue a Si Mesmo, Pegue sua Cruz Dia após Dia e Siga-me".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 35.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Armony&lt;/span&gt; Cordeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-542668798774320104?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/01/maior-prova-de-amor_29.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R59MKsOk1nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zdkPGD1uxXM/s72-c/cristoemaria-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129697947185955461.post-7802410595136222530</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-24T09:45:46.020-08:00</atom:updated><title>Eu e Você</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jK18Ok1dI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bYyZFjNawNE/s1600-h/bbb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159096401202042322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jK18Ok1dI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bYyZFjNawNE/s400/bbb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e você frente a frente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o medo e o desejo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É desconfiança e a esperança;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o grito e o silencio;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o gelo derretendo a mão no fogo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e você frente a frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É ter sempre q me confrontar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encarar meus erros e as minhas razões...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As minhas verdades e as minhas ilusões;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu poder e a minha impotência;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A minha liberdade e os meus limites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando eu to na sua frente,Eu sinto toda a minha dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas só na sua frente sinto todo o meu amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159099356139542018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jNh8Ok1gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uJes97O-k_w/s400/asasa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Contigo vivo os dias lindos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contigo passeio no mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contigo vivo um romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contigo vivo o amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;****mas a maior prova de amor, não é quando passamos por esses momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prova de amor é quando conseguimos juntos vencer os desafios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jOWMOk1hI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fhHqytrZRmE/s1600-h/sef.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159100253787706898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jOWMOk1hI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fhHqytrZRmE/s400/sef.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultrapassar os desertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sair das tenebrosas nuvens e entrar no estrelar do arco-íris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e você se torna mágico, quando passamos da realidade para o Sonhar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você e Eu torna-se um quando as lágrimas se encontram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando as dificuldades tentam nos separar, mas fica a certeza que o amor tudo suporta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jMosOk1fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y_SjZlwZfAE/s1600-h/aff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159098372592031218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jMosOk1fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Y_SjZlwZfAE/s400/aff.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Viver contigo é buscar viver a eternidade ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonho em andar de bengalas ao teu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonho em ficar bem velhinho sonhando com você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero acordar todas as manhãs ao teu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizer a ti :" como é bom ter você comigo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero que as rugas da vida me tragam a maturidade suficiente para dizer que meu amor por você aumenta todos os dias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que as rugas da vida, não escondam o amor de criança que sinto por você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que o coração apaixonado continue bobo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que a velhice seja um presente, pois estar contigo será mais que um presente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você e eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somos mais que um casal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais que dois seres apaixonados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos Amigos, Irmãos e Apaixonados..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buscamos amar cada dia mais..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buscamos lutar,cada dia mais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em aliança.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em amor,....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lágrimas virão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dores sentiremos..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dificuldades enfrentaremos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porém,o mais romântico e apaixonado é saber que passaremos por tudo isso, juntos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar é andar juntos, onde todos nos deixam sozinhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar é acreditar, só pelo olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar é a busca do mais belo, onde a falta de beleza é código postal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar é Arte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jK2MOk1eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q-mrRGlUUzo/s1600-h/xxx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159096405497009634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jK2MOk1eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q-mrRGlUUzo/s400/xxx.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te αmo e vc é α primeirα α ouvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te αmo, só vc me fαz sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te αmo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabeçα nαs nuvens e os pés no chαo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te dei meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te αmo, é mαtériα-primα pαrα construir o sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De viver sincerαmente, de viver intensαmente esse nosso αmor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar é Arte!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/129697947185955461-7802410595136222530?l=asaph7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://asaph7.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu-e-voc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Asaph Saboia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nns9MyFDukw/R5jK18Ok1dI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bYyZFjNawNE/s72-c/bbb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item></channel></rss>