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		<title>Happy Thanksgiving Blessings by Ms LynUngar  :-)</title>
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			<title>Happy Thanksgiving Blessings by Ms LynUngar  :-)</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>With compliments thanks Lyn Unger<br /><br />Eddessa_Knight with Thanksgiving Light<br /><br />I have been trying to read<br /><br />the script cut in these hills<br /><br />a language carved in the shimmer of stubble<br /><br />and the solid lines of soil, spoken<br /><br />in the thud of apples falling<br /><br />and the rasp of corn stalks finally bare.<br /><br />The pheasants shout it with a rusty creak<br /><br />as they gather in the fallen grain,<br /><br />the blackbirds sing it<br /><br />over their shoulders in parting,<br /><br />and gold leaf illuminates t... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="https://www.lotterypost.com/thread/316602">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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