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	<title>Comments on: untitled continued, #6</title>
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		<title>By: Milenya</title>
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		<dc:creator>Milenya</dc:creator>
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		<description>I know what it&#039;s like to chase after something and/or someone that isn&#039;t ready. As well as the rain falling, when I am incapable of crying. Nature herself does so for those that seem to, and cannot; or cries along with them. But the tears of my own that I miss falling, do not fall so easily as before. I&#039;m not sure if you&#039;ve found what you&#039;re looking for, and even though I&#039;m some stranger commenting on such a beautiful and heartfelt entry such as this, if you ever need or want a friend- someone to listen and someone to just be there, if in time you find and are interested in me becoming a friend, I&#039;d like to try.

Sincerely,
Richard (&quot;Milenya&quot;)
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know what it&#8217;s like to chase after something and/or someone that isn&#8217;t ready. As well as the rain falling, when I am incapable of crying. Nature herself does so for those that seem to, and cannot; or cries along with them. But the tears of my own that I miss falling, do not fall so easily as before. I&#8217;m not sure if you&#8217;ve found what you&#8217;re looking for, and even though I&#8217;m some stranger commenting on such a beautiful and heartfelt entry such as this, if you ever need or want a friend- someone to listen and someone to just be there, if in time you find and are interested in me becoming a friend, I&#8217;d like to try.</p>
<p>Sincerely,<br />
Richard (&#8220;Milenya&#8221;)</p>
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