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  <title>Comments on 'All the Things.'</title>
  <subtitle>All the things I do for you:


Crying for you and me.
Laughing at the memories.
Sighing when I pause to stare.
Insulting when there is jealousy.
Caring when something goes wrong.
Looking when no one else is.
Thinking, twenty-four/ seven.
Envieing all the others.
Wishing it was over.
Hoping to finally be noticed.
Praying to be done for a while.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-01T01:51:58Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on All the Things.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;That is me! I am getting better, but that is me! This is a nice little full of emotions series you got here. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-01T01:51:58Z</published>
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      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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