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		<title>By: Nicole Rushin</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[What a beautiful post and I love the picture. I saw this Ted Talk on vulnerability a while back. It really resonated with some things I was going through. I walked into an elementary school one day and had a flood of old, but good memories from when I was a child. I realized I tucked away the good along with the bad. We can&#039;t choose. That is what I got from the video. Writing makes me vulnerable, it removes the mask of apathy. Sometimes I cry when I write and then I know it is good.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful post and I love the picture. I saw this Ted Talk on vulnerability a while back. It really resonated with some things I was going through. I walked into an elementary school one day and had a flood of old, but good memories from when I was a child. I realized I tucked away the good along with the bad. We can&#8217;t choose. That is what I got from the video. Writing makes me vulnerable, it removes the mask of apathy. Sometimes I cry when I write and then I know it is good.</p>
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