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	<description>In the darkness may you find light</description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Imagine that everyone had a pair of rose colored glasses but each pair was unique and could only be used by you and had been designed to show you a color that only you could see. As in if someone put on your glasses by mistake they would see nothing. When you have your glasses [...]]]></description>
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		<title>until now</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember when i was young and mom and i were in this fight and i screamed at her &#8220;i wish you would stop loving me&#8221; and she just said that she couldnt and some day i would understand&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;. i never did until now. once when a parent friend of mine was having trouble with [...]]]></description>
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		<title>him and his lonely hill.</title>
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