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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:through-the-eyes-of-me.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Through my eyes</title><link rel="self" href="http://through-the-eyes-of-me.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://through-the-eyes-of-me.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T12:07:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:through-the-eyes-of-me.blog.co.uk,2007-01-02:/2007/01/02/through_my_eyes~1503459/#c2474096</id><title>In response to:Through my eyes</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://through-the-eyes-of-me.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/through_my_eyes~1503459/#c2474096"/><author><name>FunkyFarmer</name></author><published>2007-01-02T01:21:17+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:21:17+01:00</updated><content type="html">Hi,&lt;br&gt;
It might be difficut to believe right now but things have away of sorting themselves out.Everything you have said here could have been said, and often were, by my two daughters. They are both now in stable, happy relationships. Just give it a little time and NEVER sell yourself short.&lt;br&gt;
Happy new rest of your life xx</content></entry></feed>
