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    <title>Random Utterings</title>
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      <title>Bloomin' Beautiful Quote, I say...</title>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;And the day came when the risk it took to remain tightly closed in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.&#xD;
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—Anaïs Nin&#xD;
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      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 13:43:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-06-04T13:43:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I gotta be me....</title>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;"Be what you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind"---Dr. Seuss &#xD;
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      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 00:54:23 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-02-07T00:54:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Fully Alive</title>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;FULLY ALIVE&#xD;
I will not die an unlived life. &#xD;
I will not live in fear &#xD;
of falling or catching fire. &#xD;
I choose to inhabit my days, &#xD;
to allow my living to open me, &#xD;
to make me less afraid, &#xD;
more accessible, &#xD;
to loosen my heart &#xD;
until it becomes a wing, &#xD;
a torch, a promise. &#xD;
I choose to risk my significance; &#xD;
to live so that which came to me as seed &#xD;
goes to the next as blossom &#xD;
and that which came to me as blossom, &#xD;
goes on as fruit. &#xD;
--Dawna Markova &#xD;
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      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 04:55:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2006-06-21T04:55:29Z</dc:date>
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