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		<title>By: &#8220;God can be so hilarious. Ha ha. Ha ha.&#8221; &#124; Keep My Words</title>
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		<dc:creator>&#8220;God can be so hilarious. Ha ha. Ha ha.&#8221; &#124; Keep My Words</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 22:58:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] quite funny is that this other guy just moved back to Brooklyn.  He now lives around the corner from me with the girl he left me for [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Syntax Without Semantics &#124; Keep My Words</title>
		<link>http://www.keepmywords.com/2009/07/28/i-can-write-letters-too/comment-page-1/#comment-166</link>
		<dc:creator>Syntax Without Semantics &#124; Keep My Words</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 15:55:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] smile violently. Piercing tasks crumble intentionally. Filthy eyes pulsate shamefully. Suede letters hunger deceptively. Mournful keys love sluggishly. Unruly ammunition listens tightly. Friendly [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Feeling Stupid (and why you shouldn&#8217;t date boys in bands) &#124; Keep My Words</title>
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		<dc:creator>Feeling Stupid (and why you shouldn&#8217;t date boys in bands) &#124; Keep My Words</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 00:25:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] first time was when he came back from tour. We had just reunited at a friend’s BBQ and naturally I was standing next to [...]</description>
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