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	<title>Comments on: More Than Walls</title>
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		<title>By: Jennifer</title>
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		<description>This is beautifully written and so very true.  Reading it takes me back to sitting in the house that I was raised in by my grandparents, both deceased, saying my final goodbyes.  I sat in the living room in my grandmothers rocker, closed my eyes, I could hear the creek in the distance and feel a thousand memories come flooding through me.  I just sat there rocking I could have lived in those memories forever.  It is a blessing and a curse that time keeps moving and stops for nothing....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is beautifully written and so very true.  Reading it takes me back to sitting in the house that I was raised in by my grandparents, both deceased, saying my final goodbyes.  I sat in the living room in my grandmothers rocker, closed my eyes, I could hear the creek in the distance and feel a thousand memories come flooding through me.  I just sat there rocking I could have lived in those memories forever.  It is a blessing and a curse that time keeps moving and stops for nothing&#8230;.</p>
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