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		<title>A violin with three strings</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Nov. 18, 1995, Itzhak Perlman, a violinist, came on stage to give a show at Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center in New York City. If you have ever been to a Perlman concert, you know that getting on stage is no small results for him. He was stricken with polio as a child, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Single Question Changed My Life Forever</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Dec 2013 08:56:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was 15 years old, I ran away from home simply because I was angry off at my parents for a purpose I can’t remember. I didn’t have much money, so I made the decision to hop onto the sky train and ride it as far as it would go. I arrived at the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The trouble tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Dec 2013 09:12:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The carpenter I employed to assist Pine Tree State restore Associate in Nursing recent house had simply finished a rough 1st day on the duty. A pneumatic tire created him lose Associate in Nursing hour of labor, his electrical saw quit, and currently his ancient motortruck refused to start out. While I drove him home, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>My mom with one eye- Heart touching story</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2013 05:29:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My mom only had one eye. I disliked her… She was such an unpleasantness. She prepared for students and teachers to assist the family. There was this one day during primary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so ashamed. How could she do this to me? I overlooked her, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>A beautiful true love story of a Soldier</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2013 05:08:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a very poor family. The girl’s mother and father weren’t too happy. So the young man made the decision not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>60 years Old love letter (love story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2013 04:49:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I walked home one very cold day, I came on a wallet somebody had lost in the road. I picked it up and viewed inside to find some I’d. so I could call the owner. But the wallet included only three dollars and a crumpled letter that seemed as if it had been in [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>I am your legs</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2013 03:58:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bob lost his legs in a 1965 land mine explosion in Vietnam. He came back home a war hero. 20 years later, he proved once again that heroism comes from the heart. Bob was doing work in his garage area in a small town in Arizona, USA on a hot summer day; when he heard [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Love quotes for her</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Dec 2013 05:26:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I love you; I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope and every dream I&#8217;ve ever had and no matter what happen to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life, I will always be yours.&#8221; &#8220;I want you for always…days, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The mouse trap</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Nov 2013 02:08:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A mouse seemed through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a bundle. “What food might this contain?” the mouse asked yourself. He was troubled to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse announced the warning: “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Shining Golden house</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Nov 2013 01:57:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The small girl lived in a small, very simple, poor house on a hill and as she grew she would play in the small lawn and as she grew she was able to see over the lawn fence and across the valley to a amazing house high on the hill – and this house had [&#8230;]]]></description>
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