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  <title>let&apos;s go sailing!</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 21:04:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My grandmother was big &amp; solid. My grandfather was tall &amp; thin. They looked an unlikely couple. I asked them once how they ended up together. My grandmother said she won him fair &amp; square in an arm-wrestling match. My grandpa just smiled. I let you win, he said.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 19:30:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>rock paper scissors</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 23:50:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>cheer up milo:	i love candy canes!&lt;br /&gt;Philip Marschall:	i&apos;m not such a big fan&lt;br /&gt;Philip Marschall:	i like the spearmint kind!&lt;br /&gt;Philip Marschall:	do you like the regular ones?&lt;br /&gt;cheer up milo:	yes&lt;br /&gt;Philip Marschall:	well you know what we can do?&lt;br /&gt;Philip Marschall:	you eat the regular one, and i&apos;ll eat the spearmint kind, and we&apos;ll have all the christmas colors covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re ready for december!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 01:37:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Philip Marschall:  i can&apos;t get enough of that smile of yours</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 01:34:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am thinking it&apos;s a sign that the freckles&lt;br /&gt;In our eyes are mirror images and when&lt;br /&gt;We kiss they&apos;re perfectly aligned&lt;br /&gt;And I have to speculate that God himself&lt;br /&gt;Did make us into corresponding shapes like&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, it may seem like a stretch, but&lt;br /&gt;Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled&lt;br /&gt;Head when you&apos;re away when I am missing you to death&lt;br /&gt;When you are out there on the road for&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio, &lt;br /&gt;I hope this song will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will see us waving from such great heights, &lt;br /&gt;Come down now,&apos; they&apos;ll say&lt;br /&gt;But everything looks perfect from far away,&lt;br /&gt;Come down now,&apos;but we&apos;ll stay...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 01:09:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I woke up early this morning around 4am&lt;br /&gt;With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don&apos;t need &apos;em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and take your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;ll think of me</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2005 03:32:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i saw troy&apos;s play tonight, he was amazing</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:44:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v495/hloktn/dust.gif&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 15:47:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ll be living off your phone calls and your letters and your post cards. Every single word is like a secret wish come true. Who cares if we&apos;re apart for the big days? The small ones made me fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s not summer anymore but memories remain</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 15:46:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Could you, could you come home&lt;br /&gt;Come home forever</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 01:06:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just remembered that time at the market, snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart and rolled down aisle five. You looked behind you to smile back at me, crashed into a rack full of magazines; they asked us if we could leave. I can&apos;t remember what went wrong last September, though I&apos;m sure you&apos;d remind me if you had to.  Our love was comfortable and so broken in.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2005 23:11:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So forgive me cause I don&apos;t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me there can be no hesitation&lt;br /&gt;There cannot be a close second to you</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 03:55:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This little kid told me I smile a lot.  Then i lost a game of soccer to him.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 03:54:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I fell down the stairs at school today.  Callan saw it happen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 23:54:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This is our last dance together,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight soon will be long ago.&lt;br /&gt;And in our moment of parting, &lt;br /&gt;This is all I want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be many other nights like this,&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll be standing here with someone new.&lt;br /&gt;There will be other songs to sing,&lt;br /&gt;Another fall...another spring...&lt;br /&gt;But there will never be another you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 15:35:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>What if I never make it home?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 02:35:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It was such a beautiful night.  The rain was pouring.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 02:18:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Greg made us matching screen names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gregito&lt;br /&gt;Oh Laura Lai&lt;br /&gt;and Oh Mikaline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why no one is using them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 01:16:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Do you really think thats possible, for one person to change another?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 01:11:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh Gregito:  you two seriously would&apos;ve gotten along&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gregito: his name was simon and he was my friend&lt;br /&gt;our only goodbye:  and he was imaginary?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gregito:  yes... but he totally did real stuff&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gregito:  like when my toy truck got smashed, it was like &quot;oh simon!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;our only goodbye:  oh really?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gregito:  yes, it almost ruined our friendship</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 01:11:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today I sat in the street with little kids, we wrote our names with chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The rain falls from a hole in the cloud... there! see it?  Theres a hole in that one, the one right above you, that cloud is broken.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 02:52:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i met the cutest bunch of kids the other day, they&apos;ve already won my heart</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 01:52:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>When you&apos;re walking downtown &lt;br /&gt;Do you wish I was there? &lt;br /&gt;Do you wish it was me?&lt;br /&gt;With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes &lt;br /&gt;Do they all look like mine?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 23:19:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>We drifted away like the leaves in the fall.  Now year after year I come back to this place, just to remember the taste of strawberry wine.  And seventeen.  Where the hot July moon saw everything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 23:16:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>On the way home I thought about the look in your eyes.  &quot;I&apos;ve been away too long,&quot; she said.  I hope I&apos;m not here too long.</description>
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