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		<title>By: Jen Wall</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jen Wall</dc:creator>
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		<description>Clinton,
Way to make me cry in front of the computer in the middle of the afternoon.
I never told you how devestated I was when John Denver died back in 1997 and how much it meant that you called and left me a message of condolence even though I never even met him. Obviously you have a sensative soul. I&#039;ll be crying on your shoulder when Dinah dies, even if your shoulder is a few thousand miles away. Kiss Ella for me. Jen</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Clinton,<br />
Way to make me cry in front of the computer in the middle of the afternoon.<br />
I never told you how devestated I was when John Denver died back in 1997 and how much it meant that you called and left me a message of condolence even though I never even met him. Obviously you have a sensative soul. I&#8217;ll be crying on your shoulder when Dinah dies, even if your shoulder is a few thousand miles away. Kiss Ella for me. Jen</p>
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