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		<title>Don&#8217;t Ban Gay Marriage, Ban Divorce</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Don&#8217;t Ban Gay Marriage &#8211; Ban Straight Divorce &#160; I am a lesbian. Correction, I am an out and proud lesbian, a card carrying member, in fact. As such, my opinion on the subject of gay marriage most certainly will be met with skepticism for its biasness. But as my cyberspace alter ego Ms. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Save The Music</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can&#8217;t sleep. My body clock thinks I should be at work, so I&#8217;m up early writing this because I was surfing the channels and ran across VH1 Classic&#8217;s Rock Band 2 countdown, a count down of the most popular songs featured in version two of the popular video game. This issue is a burr [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fate and Friendship</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do friendships come to us by coincidence? Are we people who just happen to be in the right place and time, stumbling through what we do or don’t have in common, tripping into friendship like lovers fall into love?Or is it fate, almost as if our souls are so closely meshed, as if by design, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Where&#8217;s Bambi?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 16:04:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; The building housing Travelocity&#8217;s San Antonio offices is a concrete island surrounded by a wooded ocean that used to be the home to many critters. We&#8217;ve seen raccoons, rabbits, skunks, and several herds of deer in the area since we moved here about three years ago. Little by little that wooded area is disappearing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Haunted</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 15:20:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Like hurt beneath anger You lie just beneath the surface Under my skin Heating my blood Sparking my desires Throwing me off balance Confusing me I want to drink you in Memorize every inch of your body Vivid memories of your smile Distract me in my day Visions of my hands on your [...]]]></description>
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		<title>When it rains it pours, and it&#8217;s raining men</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A while back I was doing some community service work at Goodwill as part of a ticket dismissal agreement. While working there I was hit on by a sweet but rather gangly and slovenly looking gentleman also doing community service. He said he loved my smile and he thought I had a very pretty name. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Remembering 9-11</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 13:45:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My Mom used to tell me stories about what it was like when JFK ran for president. She said he offered such hope and promise to the country at a very tumultuous time. Like most people with working brains who were old enough at the time, my Mother remembered exactly what she was doing, wearing, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Finding Inspiration</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:49:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The first time I held an acoustic guitar I was probably 13 years old. My father had borrowed a guitar from his friend so he could see if he really wanted to try to learn how to play. I remember the guitar sitting in the corner of the living room for two weeks. I don&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Breathless</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 19:07:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I had planned to take my time To savor every sensation To will myself into a hyper state of awareness I wanted to remember every touch Every taste Every breath Every beat of your heart The door opens and all thoughts escape Like the breath I held awaiting your arrival The vision before me [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sleeping Beauty</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 19:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Are you vulnerable in the peaceful quiet of your slumber? Where does your mind go when it is still from the stresses of your day? Do you dream in color? Do you remember your dreams? To see you lying there, Eyes closed, relaxed and unguarded In all your exposed beauty Would be like looking at [...]]]></description>
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