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<title>sillylittlefool&#x27;s Homepage</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 16:18 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>until then...</title>
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  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;As I grow old, my realizations about life become deeper, problems get bigger, situations become more complicated and I know that you are just like me...&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/em&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22; size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;Sometimes we wish we could go back...&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/em&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22; size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;Back to the time when the only man in our life was our dad, our only best friend was our mom, and any pain could be healed by just a &#x3C;font size=&#x22;+0&#x22;&#x3E;band aid&#x3C;/font&#x3E; and a &#x3C;font size=&#x22;+0&#x22;&#x3E;lollipop&#x3C;/font&#x3E;...&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/em&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;4&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;I guess it&#x27;s true. Sometimes we wish we could go back to those times when we were carefree and thought that life was nothing but just a big playground where we are free to run, laugh, cry and get hurt.&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Those were the moments of innocence. The moments of simple life.&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;But those moments were long gone. Life changes. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Our pains could no longer be cured by a band aid nor by a lollipop. We shed tears and cry our selves to sleep hoping things will be better when we wake up.&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;We meet people along the way. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Meet new friends and even lose the old ones. How sad but it&#x27;s true. But if we&#x27;re going to think about it, we know that deep down inside we haven&#x27;t truly lose them... they are just there waiting for the moment when our paths will cross again.&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;We meet new love somewhere down the road. We got this feeling of happiness and heartaches. We embraced the love that we found and cried for broken promises.&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Well, life still goes on with the hope that tomorrow we might find real love. We still hold on to what we believe and what our hearts feel. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Everyday may not be a piece of cake but we never surrender. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Who knows tomorrow might be a better one... &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;font color=&#x22;#3333ff&#x22;&#x3E;Until then, I&#x27;ll live my life. Maybe tomorrow you&#x27;ll be there waiting for me too...&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 11:21 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>[misread]</title>
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