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	<title>Comments on: Illuminating companions</title>
	<link>http://grahamis.com/blog/2006/07/31/illuminating-companions/</link>
	<description>It's too real to be true</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 20:15:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://grahamis.com/blog/2006/07/31/illuminating-companions/#comment-19</link>
		<author>Anonymous</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I didn't realise you were such a spiritually oriented person. Now knowing this I would be remiss if I didn't let you know of a path that has brought much light into my life. You can find information about this here: http://www.quanyinonline.com/about/&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;A colleague.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn&#8217;t realise you were such a spiritually oriented person. Now knowing this I would be remiss if I didn&#8217;t let you know of a path that has brought much light into my life. You can find information about this here: <a href="http://www.quanyinonline.com/about/" rel="nofollow">http://www.quanyinonline.com/about/</a></p>
<p>A colleague.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://grahamis.com/blog/2006/07/31/illuminating-companions/#comment-20</link>
		<author>Anonymous</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>The Lesson&lt;BR/&gt;   &lt;BR/&gt;I keep on dying again.&lt;BR/&gt;Veins collapse, opening like the&lt;BR/&gt;Small fists of sleeping&lt;BR/&gt;Children.&lt;BR/&gt;Memory of old tombs,&lt;BR/&gt;Rotting flesh and worms do&lt;BR/&gt;Not convince me against&lt;BR/&gt;The challenge. The years&lt;BR/&gt;And cold defeat live deep in&lt;BR/&gt;Lines along my face.&lt;BR/&gt;They dull my eyes, yet&lt;BR/&gt;I keep on dying,&lt;BR/&gt;Because I love to live</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Lesson</p>
<p>I keep on dying again.<br />Veins collapse, opening like the<br />Small fists of sleeping<br />Children.<br />Memory of old tombs,<br />Rotting flesh and worms do<br />Not convince me against<br />The challenge. The years<br />And cold defeat live deep in<br />Lines along my face.<br />They dull my eyes, yet<br />I keep on dying,<br />Because I love to live</p>
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