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	<description>Past, Present and Future...</description>
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		<title>Clinging to a memory</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 18:15:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a while since I last updated my blog with my latest happenings. It took alot of procrastination I confess, that it just reached a point that I totally forgot about a life that I had linked with this vast void. Then today- with just one feeling, I instantly returned to the page I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>One Spring</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:28:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was my Gardenia&#8230;my tiny flower whose beauty is reflected especially from the pureness of her heart.  In her most solitary days, she brought tranquility to the limited hours that I spent with her. I met her in a time when the sun&#8217;s warmth was just too perfect to be allowed to embrace one&#8217;s whole [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eternal Slumber</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:25:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a rather lonely drive back home- especially for Mom.  She was still with us twenty minutes ago, covered in a pale brown blanket I wrapped her around my arms as her head tried to manage to stick out to the open window of the car to sniff what could have been her last [...]]]></description>
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		<title>They Are Someone Else&#8217;s&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://chrissaire.com/love/someone-elses-97/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 21:55:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the midst of economic difficulty here in the United States where finding a job that is in-line with your profession is nothing but a test of patience and endurance, my path brought me to a place that I&#8217;d never expected&#8230; even in my wildest dreams. I am born squeamish.  And nobody can alter that.  [...]]]></description>
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		<title>How I came to be Chrissaire</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 20:17:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fifteen years ago, I was jumbling over first and last syllables to come up with a pseudonym for myself. That was the period in my life that I started to uncover a passion for writing after winning in an Inter-School Feature Writing Contest. I was a Junior high school student then-with life revolving around Asian [...]]]></description>
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		<title>living life</title>
		<link>http://chrissaire.com/love/living-life-22/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 23:27:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[LOVE like you have never been HURT. DANCE like no one is WATCHING. SING like no one is LISTENING. LIVE like it’s heaven ON EARTH. And LIVE EVERYDAY as if it were your last.]]></description>
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		<title>empty and lonely</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 02:40:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do you ever have that feeling? A feeling of not feeling anything at all? Not happy&#8230;not sad. Not contented&#8230;yet still you don&#8217;t know what you want? You start your day and do the things you have been doing, and none of it seems to excite you anymore..and when you pause to ask what you really [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Our Last Time</title>
		<link>http://chrissaire.com/love/our-last-time-12/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 01:02:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chrissaire</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[love moves in mysterious ways]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Who&#8217;d have thought This is how the pieces fit? You and I Shouldn&#8217;t even try making sense of it I forgot How we ever came this far I believe we had reasons but I don&#8217;t know what they are So blame it on my heart, oh Love moves in mysterious ways It&#8217;s always so surprising [...]]]></description>
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