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			<title>Things falling..in place</title>
			<description>And I ran away with him.. Far.. Far from my home, my parents, my family to a distant land away from everything that I identified as mine, even from myself..He was definitely different. Someone you don&amp;rsquo;t find regularly. Handsome.. square- chiseled jaw, blue deep eyes harboring unfathomable dept..</description>
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			<title>I'm fine</title>
			<description>To all those who ask me, what is in her that I love her so much, this is:</description>
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