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	<description>and He will give you the desires of your Heart (Psalm 37:4)</description>
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		<title>Comment on A Different Christmas Poem &#8220;received from Al taqqadum, Iraq.&#8221; by aaia &#187; A Different Christmas Poem “received from Al taqqadum, Iraq.”</title>
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		<dc:creator>aaia &#187; A Different Christmas Poem “received from Al taqqadum, Iraq.”</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] Check it out! While looking through the blogosphere we stumbled on an interesting post today.Here&#8217;s a quick excerptSubject: A different Christmas poem. A Different Christmas Poem. The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, &#8230; [...]</description>
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