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      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2022 13:32:43 -0600</pubDate>
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        <description>&quot;It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.&quot;

e. e. cummings
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          <pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2021 16:03:47 -0600</pubDate>
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        <title>Rambo</title>
        <description>&quot;He spoke through tears of 15 years how his dog and him 
traveled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
And after 20 years he still grieves&quot;
Lyrics from Mr Bojangles by Jerry Jeff Walker</description>
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        <title>New Ground</title>
        <description>“For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out. The main battlefield for good is not the open ground of the public arena but the small clearing of each heart.”

Yann Martel, Life of Pi</description>
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