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Knowing what this feels like. I almost forgot what this happiness feels like. And then it returned in a flurry. I don't remember feeling like this in a long time. It's been so long. I've had so many nights crying to sleep. So many times staring at the ceiling for answers....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/djtwreckz/550302"><title>Another chance...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/djtwreckz/550302</link><description>Maybe this is another chance. Another shot at romance. Another way to find love. I'll just come into this with open arms. And open eyes. This could be something good. But I can't get too far ahead. I just have to live this moment. I have to be in the now. Because this moment is so good. 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