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		<aboutMe>The one thing everybody knows about me, is that I lost my mother when I was two. 
Many people know what turns my life took on account of this. 
Fewer know how I feel about it.
I want to share this journey with you, as I am now approaching the age my mother was, when she passed away. I hope that through sharing my story and how it impacts my life each day every day, I may find someone out there who can relate:
Another motherless daughter.</aboutMe>
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			<title>Thirty Years Of Growing Pain(s)</title>
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