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		<title>Fading Illusions ~ K. Holt-Whitlock</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2006 22:07:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fading Illusions Kimberly Holt-Whitlock Life in a small town has its benefits and costs. In this fast-paced flavorful chick-lit story, Kimberly Holt-Whitlock brings us a touch of her rural Utah roots. Fading is an overview of a classic small-town scandel, with characters woven together in light dialogue and constant action. Author&#8217;s blurb: Laynee and Michael Morgan [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=23&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Unconditional Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:31:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The most blessed sound is your unbridled laughter The most inspirational sight is your joyous smile The warmest touch is your hand in mine It breaks my heart to hear you cry; it pains me to see you fall It saddens me to know that you must be touched by fear, sorrow, and the egotism [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=21&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Savior</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:30:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wake up, a bright new day ahead And I tell myself yesterday is gone I look ahead to the possibilities all the friendly conversations; all the intrinsic rewards All the chances I&#8217;ll have to be someone&#8217;s savior today The negatives start so early sometimes Anticipated conversations turn into misunderstandings The rewards are replaced by [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=20&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Christmas Story 2003</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:29:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ A quiet snow fell onto a quiet land.  The evergreens’ branches were dragging the ground with the weight of the snowfall.  Icicles hung from the branches of the dormant oaks and elms.  The new snow floated dreamily through the cold crisp air.  The woodland animals were tucked away in their dens; not a single footprint [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=19&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Orion</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:28:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The evening was finally peaceful. I had just kissed my eldest daughter goodnight, and as I descended the oak stairs the whispers of a story in her father&#8217;s voice radiated from the monitor. I smiled, recognizing the story as one I had read so many times before. I walked quietly into the dining room, where [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=18&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:27:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[~*~ The Garden ~*~ Been through a lot? Yeah, me too Everyone has; every person you pass All have their demons Each person a minefield You never know the trigger The bad breeds the person It slowly tries to bury the angel inside A grave slowly filled over a lifetime The gardener watches from above [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=17&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Not Worth the Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:26:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m done with you. You let me trust you; you pushed your way into my heart You convinced me you wanted to see the Real me that you loved the Real me and I let you in My spirit let you see it let you hear the truthYou said you wouldn&#8217;t leave That you weren&#8217;t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=16&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Listen Within</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:25:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Got no gift? No talent to perfect with years of devotion sweat and tears? Desperate to know what makes you different, what will put your name on the map of history? What makes this elusive exclusive gift?Some have a talent they share on the stage with piano or voice or the words of a sage [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=15&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Christmas Story 2004</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:24:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ On a blustery December evening, an angle tiptoed on the treetops looking for his destination. In the distance he spied a twinkle of firelight through a window. It seemed to pierce the desolate night with irresistible warmth. As he neared the small house, he had to wonder if this was where He meant for him [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=easaraby.wordpress.com&amp;blog=459783&amp;post=14&amp;subd=easaraby&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Lonely Church</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:23:34 +0000</pubDate>
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