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		<title>By: Agnieszka</title>
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		<dc:creator>Agnieszka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 05:05:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My Christmas gift that I keep until this day - 
is the memory of my mother and the first doll I got from her.
I called her Eve (Ewa) after my mom. 
(my family threw it away when I moved out)
My mom was and always will be THE ONLY GIFT that I would ever want.
She was and will be my biggest dream.
Maybe because I couldn’t be with her, at least not for long.
All I remember was little things like:
the book “Ann from Green Gables” - read to me out loud.
This first doll. 
Hugs and kisses.
Laughs and tears.
And the question -
Why I couldn’t make her happy?
I hope she’s happy now.
and there is one more - the biggest gift of all - gift of God.
Because she didn’t believe in God - I believe in Him/Her 
more and more with every day I live.
I have to - 
for her to be happy UP THERE.

and...she was born on...1947.

Where is love...what happened..?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Christmas gift that I keep until this day -<br />
is the memory of my mother and the first doll I got from her.<br />
I called her Eve (Ewa) after my mom.<br />
(my family threw it away when I moved out)<br />
My mom was and always will be THE ONLY GIFT that I would ever want.<br />
She was and will be my biggest dream.<br />
Maybe because I couldn’t be with her, at least not for long.<br />
All I remember was little things like:<br />
the book “Ann from Green Gables” - read to me out loud.<br />
This first doll.<br />
Hugs and kisses.<br />
Laughs and tears.<br />
And the question -<br />
Why I couldn’t make her happy?<br />
I hope she’s happy now.<br />
and there is one more - the biggest gift of all - gift of God.<br />
Because she didn’t believe in God - I believe in Him/Her<br />
more and more with every day I live.<br />
I have to -<br />
for her to be happy UP THERE.</p>
<p>and&#8230;she was born on&#8230;1947.</p>
<p>Where is love&#8230;what happened..?</p>
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		<title>By: fLUXman</title>
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		<dc:creator>fLUXman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 18:03:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>bo0om paulo,
bo0om,
happy every moment in your conciousness,
everyone, bo0om
love,
...
fLUX ;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>bo0om paulo,<br />
bo0om,<br />
happy every moment in your conciousness,<br />
everyone, bo0om<br />
love,<br />
&#8230;<br />
fLUX ;-)</p>
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		<title>By: Bruna</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bruna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 14:40:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Poderia escrever no bom e velho português, já que brasileiros também têm o desejo de acompanhar suas palavras...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Poderia escrever no bom e velho português, já que brasileiros também têm o desejo de acompanhar suas palavras&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Niina</title>
		<link>http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2007/12/21/the-power-of-the-word/#comment-22258</link>
		<dc:creator>Niina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 06:13:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was watching The Nutcracker and The Mouse King on 22nd and as we rose to go for a walk at intermission a lady behind me mocked my voice. Having a cold I couldn't laugh "correctly" so she repeated what I had just laughed and said. I could still hear her, and I immediately felt a sting. 5 minutes later I could laugh at the matter, how people can still be so mean when they think no one can hear them.
I let it roll over my shoulder.

I recently made a choice to do, listen only positive things. Be around only positive people and matters.
So this post rings very true to me.

I wish the time comes when people can be proud of thinking before speaking and not the opposite. ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was watching The Nutcracker and The Mouse King on 22nd and as we rose to go for a walk at intermission a lady behind me mocked my voice. Having a cold I couldn&#8217;t laugh &#8220;correctly&#8221; so she repeated what I had just laughed and said. I could still hear her, and I immediately felt a sting. 5 minutes later I could laugh at the matter, how people can still be so mean when they think no one can hear them.<br />
I let it roll over my shoulder.</p>
<p>I recently made a choice to do, listen only positive things. Be around only positive people and matters.<br />
So this post rings very true to me.</p>
<p>I wish the time comes when people can be proud of thinking before speaking and not the opposite. ;)</p>
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		<title>By: raj</title>
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		<dc:creator>raj</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 03:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Words! they all around us we use them.Harsh words,soothing words,bitting words,words that give pain and sorrow; words that give pleasure and joy.
Words have its own nuance / colour. Money is use to exchange things and words is used to exchange ideas and thoughts. 
To hears words that lift the soul and leave it with renewed vigour.Such words are the spark of purity. And, thats what you have done so far,Paulo thanks a lot.

On these special days. from the deepest of my heart I wish you all : Merry Christmas and a prosperous new Year 2008....

at His love,
raj</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Words! they all around us we use them.Harsh words,soothing words,bitting words,words that give pain and sorrow; words that give pleasure and joy.<br />
Words have its own nuance / colour. Money is use to exchange things and words is used to exchange ideas and thoughts.<br />
To hears words that lift the soul and leave it with renewed vigour.Such words are the spark of purity. And, thats what you have done so far,Paulo thanks a lot.</p>
<p>On these special days. from the deepest of my heart I wish you all : Merry Christmas and a prosperous new Year 2008&#8230;.</p>
<p>at His love,<br />
raj</p>
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		<title>By: Cayadi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cayadi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 03:05:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well Paulo, maybe we or they are who become parent forget that every human was born in freedom. For that freedom one to another need respect. You will not say bad word to a person you respect to. 

Merry Christmas to you all</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well Paulo, maybe we or they are who become parent forget that every human was born in freedom. For that freedom one to another need respect. You will not say bad word to a person you respect to. </p>
<p>Merry Christmas to you all</p>
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