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		<title>The sound of silence</title>
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Warm and fuzzy, like how I feel this very moment. click photo to enlarge.
Words unsaid, but we know they are there.
It&#8217;s understood like the many subtle things in life.
You blink, and I return a tender gaze.
Not a word uttered, but it&#8217;s louder than ever.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center"><a title="Us . Winter 2008 . by cc" rel="lightbox" href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f171/quaintmelody/thoughts%20in%20picture/giftandboyblury.jpg" target="_blank"><img title="Us . Winter 2008 . by cc" src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f171/quaintmelody/thoughts%20in%20picture/giftandboyblury.jpg" alt="Us . Winter 2008 . by cc" width="312" height="465" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 90%">Warm and fuzzy, like how I feel this very moment. </span><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-size: 75%"><em>click photo to enlarge.</em></span></span></p>
<p>Words unsaid, but we know they are there.<br />
It&#8217;s understood like the many subtle things in life.<br />
You blink, and I return a tender gaze.<br />
Not a word uttered, but it&#8217;s louder than ever.</p>
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