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  <title>Thus Spake Calebthustra</title>
  <subtitle>Caleb</subtitle>
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    <name>Caleb</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-16T16:26:59Z</updated>
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    <title>All we can do is keep on testing.</title>
    <published>2008-09-16T16:26:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;It's been nearly a year. Here I am, true. I'm in a state unlike I have ever been. you see I found a partner, a wife and&lt;br /&gt;she greets me each morning with the softest kiss and the sweetest smile It's watching the sun rise//set over Pilot Mtn, arms outstretched&lt;br /&gt;and braver than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our paths crossed In October 29th 2007.&lt;br /&gt;our union formed November 21st.&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated six beautiful months on April 21st.&lt;br /&gt;were engaged to be married on April 25th.&lt;br /&gt;and the happiest day of my life was on May 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the majority of my life previous to the aforementioned months never truly understanding the concept of love,&lt;br /&gt;or better said, never truly having been in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha makes me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;she makes me feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;she understands me.&lt;br /&gt;she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>C.S. Lewis</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T05:29:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T05:30:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bert Jansch</lj:music>
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