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	<title>Comments on: A Love Poem</title>
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		<title>By: The Vacuum in My Heart by Donn</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 05:10:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] It wasn&#8217;t until a class outing at East Coast Park, where, out of boredom, we started kicking a ball around to each other, that I really noticed her as R, as opposed to &#8220;that girl with the rectangular frames&#8220;. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] It wasn&#8217;t until a class outing at East Coast Park, where, out of boredom, we started kicking a ball around to each other, that I really noticed her as R, as opposed to &#8220;that girl with the rectangular frames&#8220;. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Vacuum in My Heart at Donn&#8217;s Daily Word</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Vacuum in My Heart at Donn&#8217;s Daily Word</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 15:01:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] It wasn&#8217;t until a class outing at East Coast Park, where, out of boredom, we started kicking a ball around to each other, that I really noticed her as R, as opposed to &#8220;that girl with the rectangular frames&#8220;. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] It wasn&#8217;t until a class outing at East Coast Park, where, out of boredom, we started kicking a ball around to each other, that I really noticed her as R, as opposed to &#8220;that girl with the rectangular frames&#8220;. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Donn L.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay, say what you will, but &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;, on reading this poem I wrote, think that it is rather sweet. Perhaps if you were the girl this poem was written about it would be even sweeter (if you can still tolerate me)!

Alas, even if she hates me now, or even worse, feels indifferently towards me, she played a huge part in making the year 2001/2002 so special to me, so much so that I consciously believe it to be the highlight of my so far young life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, say what you will, but <em>I</em>, on reading this poem I wrote, think that it is rather sweet. Perhaps if you were the girl this poem was written about it would be even sweeter (if you can still tolerate me)!</p>
<p>Alas, even if she hates me now, or even worse, feels indifferently towards me, she played a huge part in making the year 2001/2002 so special to me, so much so that I consciously believe it to be the highlight of my so far young life.</p>
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