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	<title>Comments on: About Amber</title>
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		<title>By: Brian Currin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brian Currin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2011 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;I trust in things bigger than me, and what you call them or they is up to you.&quot;

Wonderful words ... thank you

Brian</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;I trust in things bigger than me, and what you call them or they is up to you.&#8221;</p>
<p>Wonderful words &#8230; thank you</p>
<p>Brian</p>
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		<title>By: America</title>
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		<dc:creator>America</dc:creator>
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		<description>I just found this site while I was searching for the words of my suicidal friends status. (&quot;I have accomplished my goal, smelling of amber&quot;, she said. Was this a song lyric? She had cut herself a bit before, and blood tastes of copper, perhaps that&#039;s what she meant. Or maybe amber was what the marker smelled like when I told her to write &quot;She loves me&quot; on her arm. She being me, of course.)
I love this site. </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just found this site while I was searching for the words of my suicidal friends status. (&#8220;I have accomplished my goal, smelling of amber&#8221;, she said. Was this a song lyric? She had cut herself a bit before, and blood tastes of copper, perhaps that&#8217;s what she meant. Or maybe amber was what the marker smelled like when I told her to write &#8220;She loves me&#8221; on her arm. She being me, of course.)<br />
I love this site.</p>
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