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	<title>Comments on: Mellow moments</title>
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	<description>none the wiser</description>
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		<title>By: mandarine &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Sunrise on the hilltop, with my son.</title>
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		<author>mandarine &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Sunrise on the hilltop, with my son.</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 20:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] moments I cherish About working part-time A recent article on life [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Justin</title>
		<link>http://www.wisemandarine.com/mellow-moments/#comment-52</link>
		<author>Justin</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 17:56:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>smelling diesel fumes looking up at the sky. feeling attached to several worlds at once</description>
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		<title>By: Justin</title>
		<link>http://www.wisemandarine.com/mellow-moments/#comment-51</link>
		<author>Justin</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 17:53:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>the cobalt blue light of a stained glass window, feeling like a shard of peace just sliced through a lifetime of turmoil. quiet.</description>
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