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	<title>anything under the moon</title>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:11:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>The dissimilarity</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/09/23/the-dissimilarity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:11:10 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>the moon</category>
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This time of the year is the month when we bid good bye to summer and welcome the rainy season. Oftentimes it is during this transition period that we see common illnesses of the repiratory tract and we cannot differentiate the symptoms of a common cold or flu. The presenting smyptoms are quite similar even [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Long time ago</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/09/21/94/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 15:08:46 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Remembering the times that i thought that i would never love again brings back bad memories, knowing that i was so afraid to get hurt again. I then became numb and i remember living my life like i was dead, no more emotions nor pain felt, but then you came into my life and loving [...]]]></description>
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		<title>If I have chance to change my name</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/09/18/if-i-have-chance-to-change-my-name/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 15:07:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Everybody thinks that I ain&rsquo;t got any problems. FYI, I badly have&hellip; I can make the whole class laugh, I can make u smile even those paper works are getting on your nerves&hellip; But sometimes behind those silly things that&rsquo;s very much easy for me to do, I have a very huge crisis. If I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>For you I will descend</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/09/15/for-you-i-will-descend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 15:07:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	For you I would climbThe highest mountain peakSwim the deepest oceanYour love I do seek.
	For you I would crossThe rivers most wideWalk the hottest desert sandTo have you by my side.
	For you are the oneWho makes me wholeYou&rsquo;ve captured my heartAnd touched my soul.
	For you are the oneThat stepped out of my dreamsGave me new [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Crying Before got hurt</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/09/12/91/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 15:05:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Sometimes, things around you make you feel like you&#8217;ve found something special. You feel like something wonderful is about to happen in your life. And then in just three words, everything shifts from sunshine to rain. From warmth to chill. From light to dark. From glee to gloom.
	Everything could change in just a snap, they [...]]]></description>
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		<title>It might leady anywhere</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/04/11/it-might-leady-anywhere/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 10:41:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	A road might lead to anywhere to harder towns and grays or, to a witch is pointed hourse hidden by bristly trees.
	It might lead past the tailors foot where he sews with needle and thread her by miss pim the millinet&rsquo;s with her bats for every head.
	It might be a road to a great, dark, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ready to become a young mom?</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/04/09/ready-to-become-a-young-mom/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 10:41:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	When her teen daughter reached that age when she finally got her menstruation, mom knew from her own mom&rsquo;s guidance how she would prepare her daughter for this turning point in her life. This gave the daughter much reassurance, especialy knowing that her mother was never too far away to give her those needed tips [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The tradition of rich and nerd</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/03/03/the-tradition-of-rich-and-nerd/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 16:56:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	I need to make an okay living. The people who work for us need to. But after you make a comfortable living, how much more do you need? It&rsquo;s like I make a joke about nerd values, because I&rsquo;m very much in the rich nerd tradition. And you know, we say, like, hey, people pay [...]]]></description>
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		<title>mostly I need</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/03/02/mostly-i-need/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 16:55:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels. Good day ahead fellas! 
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		<title>White Rose</title>
		<link>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/03/01/white-rose/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 15:27:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dibee</dc:creator>
		
	<category>the moon</category>
		<guid>http://dibee.blogsome.com/2009/03/01/white-rose/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[	The red rose whispers of passion,                   And the white rose breathes of love;                   O, the red rose is a [...]]]></description>
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