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		<title>By: Amy Pierovich</title>
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		<description>Thanksgiving Day, 2009

Woody,

Your song touches me deeply. It reminds me to see the beauty that is all around me. The gift of life is so very astonishing, whether it is a single day, many long years, or a life abbreviated due to tragedy.

My father died in a car crash when I was eight years old, but he remains with me always in my heart, my memory, my very being. I am told that I am much like him in character--melancholic and reflective, but at times animated and loquacious.  

Those who have left this physical world remain with us through remembrance. And they are not forgotten. 

Thank you for sharing this song.

With love and gratitude on this day of giving thanks, 
Amy</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanksgiving Day, 2009</p>
<p>Woody,</p>
<p>Your song touches me deeply. It reminds me to see the beauty that is all around me. The gift of life is so very astonishing, whether it is a single day, many long years, or a life abbreviated due to tragedy.</p>
<p>My father died in a car crash when I was eight years old, but he remains with me always in my heart, my memory, my very being. I am told that I am much like him in character&#8211;melancholic and reflective, but at times animated and loquacious.  </p>
<p>Those who have left this physical world remain with us through remembrance. And they are not forgotten. </p>
<p>Thank you for sharing this song.</p>
<p>With love and gratitude on this day of giving thanks,<br />
Amy</p>
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