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	<title>Comments on: Sunday, Beethoven, and Frost</title>
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		<title>By: anna anasia</title>
		<link>http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2007/09/02/sunday-beethoven-and-frost/comment-page-1/#comment-780597</link>
		<dc:creator>anna anasia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 16:34:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You can take the other path at a later date, if you&#039;re still in need of more exploration</description>
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		<title>By: elijah</title>
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		<dc:creator>elijah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 02:45:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>...for all we are,are grain of sand.wet in the shore,dry in the sun.but i was flown by the breeze away from the shore,living in a porch of stones and ores,i see them sands wide in the open,moving each day as the shore would let them.i am here high in spirit,sittin,though a sand,but my way is different....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;for all we are,are grain of sand.wet in the shore,dry in the sun.but i was flown by the breeze away from the shore,living in a porch of stones and ores,i see them sands wide in the open,moving each day as the shore would let them.i am here high in spirit,sittin,though a sand,but my way is different&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: THELMA</title>
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		<dc:creator>THELMA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 09:42:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&#039;... But still I am wondering; where the other road would have lead me,
     what people I would have met, what loves I would have felt,
     what wounds or joys I would have experienced and what shores
     I would have stepped upon..&#039;
  Now I am just the woman I was meant to be by following the road that Destiny has prepared for me.
LOVE,
Thelma xxx</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8216;&#8230; But still I am wondering; where the other road would have lead me,<br />
     what people I would have met, what loves I would have felt,<br />
     what wounds or joys I would have experienced and what shores<br />
     I would have stepped upon..&#8217;<br />
  Now I am just the woman I was meant to be by following the road that Destiny has prepared for me.<br />
LOVE,<br />
Thelma xxx</p>
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		<title>By: Joy Lindsey</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joy Lindsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:01:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow .. I am surprised there are no other comments .. I first came upon Frost in high school and Beethoven shortly thereafer .. I can remember sittimg in my SF apartment overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge, on a Sunday afternoon ,reading Frost and listening to Beethoven ,while sipping freshly brewed coffee .. Heaven !!! The sensation is fresh in my memory after 30 years.. My life is just that .. a road less reaveled because my experiences start and flow from me ..as a unique .. spirit .. one with all and yet special.. as is a snowflake .. a speck of sand  a star in the universe ..If I chose to think it so ...and inspire me !!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow .. I am surprised there are no other comments .. I first came upon Frost in high school and Beethoven shortly thereafer .. I can remember sittimg in my SF apartment overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge, on a Sunday afternoon ,reading Frost and listening to Beethoven ,while sipping freshly brewed coffee .. Heaven !!! The sensation is fresh in my memory after 30 years.. My life is just that .. a road less reaveled because my experiences start and flow from me ..as a unique .. spirit .. one with all and yet special.. as is a snowflake .. a speck of sand  a star in the universe ..If I chose to think it so &#8230;and inspire me !!!</p>
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