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	<title>Comments on: First Kisses &#8211; A Remembrance</title>
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		<title>By: Rob</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rob</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 04:41:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>nursemyra: Oddly enough, the more I wrote, the more I remembered.  I had to go back and edit the post to add more stuff.  It&#039;s like a pinhole leak in a dam.  You start working at it and it becomes a torrent.  In this case, a torrent of memories.

daisyfae: We are the sum of our experiences.  Some good.  Some bad.  All of them ours.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>nursemyra: Oddly enough, the more I wrote, the more I remembered.  I had to go back and edit the post to add more stuff.  It&#8217;s like a pinhole leak in a dam.  You start working at it and it becomes a torrent.  In this case, a torrent of memories.</p>
<p>daisyfae: We are the sum of our experiences.  Some good.  Some bad.  All of them ours.</p>
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		<title>By: daisyfae</title>
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		<dc:creator>daisyfae</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 22:56:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>loved this, and annie&#039;s story - and the soft-souled story from uncle keith.  probably not ready or able to dredge out my version... that first kiss on the dance floor was only the beginning of my tumble into adulthood.  

found myself sighing a lot when reading these memories.  ah, those silly fumblings.  they mark us forever, don&#039;t they?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>loved this, and annie&#8217;s story &#8211; and the soft-souled story from uncle keith.  probably not ready or able to dredge out my version&#8230; that first kiss on the dance floor was only the beginning of my tumble into adulthood.  </p>
<p>found myself sighing a lot when reading these memories.  ah, those silly fumblings.  they mark us forever, don&#8217;t they?</p>
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		<title>By: nursemyra</title>
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		<dc:creator>nursemyra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 08:47:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>funny how we remember so much about the first night with the one we love isn&#039;t it? firsts with other people just fade away but the special ones remain ingrained</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>funny how we remember so much about the first night with the one we love isn&#8217;t it? firsts with other people just fade away but the special ones remain ingrained</p>
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