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	<title>Comments on: Blogging DV style</title>
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	<description>The Only Reality...Is Fake Reality</description>
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		<title>By: AshleighRaine Jen</title>
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		<dc:creator>AshleighRaine Jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 00:53:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My heart aches when I think that in ten years my son will be in college, making his own way in the world. The older I get, the more I realize everything my parents told me is true. Time goes too fast and there&#039;s no way to hold onto everything, so you have to make as many memories as possible and live your life with those you love.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My heart aches when I think that in ten years my son will be in college, making his own way in the world. The older I get, the more I realize everything my parents told me is true. Time goes too fast and there&#8217;s no way to hold onto everything, so you have to make as many memories as possible and live your life with those you love.</p>
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		<title>By: Suzette</title>
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		<dc:creator>Suzette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 19:40:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Unfortunately, there is no getting that time back. I look at my daughter, 17, and think, Lord, didnt I just drop her off at kindergarten? Now she is in her senior year and I&#039;m so not ready. Soon she&#039;ll be leaving and where will I be........smothering my 10 year old son probably.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Unfortunately, there is no getting that time back. I look at my daughter, 17, and think, Lord, didnt I just drop her off at kindergarten? Now she is in her senior year and I&#8217;m so not ready. Soon she&#8217;ll be leaving and where will I be&#8230;&#8230;..smothering my 10 year old son probably.</p>
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