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	<title>Comments on: Amanda&#8217;s story, smiling at her reflection</title>
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		<title>By: Stephanie Keller</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie Keller</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 15:03:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You are so very welcome.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are so very welcome.</p>
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		<title>By: Amanda</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amanda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 22:50:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is why I love this website, not only the meaning behind it but because of the support from the other readers :) Thanks guys ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is why I love this website, not only the meaning behind it but because of the support from the other readers <img src='http://www.tmooh.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Thanks guys &#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Stephanie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 03:51:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a feeling that you are amazingly beautiful Amanda. Do not let blind people get you down. They are the ones who will never see truth, because they never really open their eyes. &quot;Stay Strong.&quot; Fight for yourself. Find things you love about yourself everyday and hold your head up for you are one of the few who see.

Love Steph</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a feeling that you are amazingly beautiful Amanda. Do not let blind people get you down. They are the ones who will never see truth, because they never really open their eyes. &#8220;Stay Strong.&#8221; Fight for yourself. Find things you love about yourself everyday and hold your head up for you are one of the few who see.</p>
<p>Love Steph</p>
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		<title>By: Carolyn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carolyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 20:27:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amanda, 

Don&#039;t worry what people have to say about your looks; you keep smiling. When I was a kid I was told that I must have been at the end of the line when good looks were being handed out and the supply ran out before they got to me. It hurt, but I moved on.  I did the best with what I had to work with; I also focused on being the best person that I could possibly be.  Today I am successful, happy and I have a lovely daughter who has a good job, and is enrolled in a doctoral program.  DON&#039;T let anybody steal your joy.  

Stay strong.
Carolyn</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amanda, </p>
<p>Don&#8217;t worry what people have to say about your looks; you keep smiling. When I was a kid I was told that I must have been at the end of the line when good looks were being handed out and the supply ran out before they got to me. It hurt, but I moved on.  I did the best with what I had to work with; I also focused on being the best person that I could possibly be.  Today I am successful, happy and I have a lovely daughter who has a good job, and is enrolled in a doctoral program.  DON&#8217;T let anybody steal your joy.  </p>
<p>Stay strong.<br />
Carolyn</p>
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