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	<description>She traded her tiara for wings and a pickup</description>
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		By: Ginny McKinney		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.marshmallowranch.com/go-with-the-flow/#comment-7984&quot;&gt;Kathy Lough&lt;/a&gt;.

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		By: Kathy Lough		</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2019 15:50:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Our Lord came to serve. Your job for the moment was to serve your friend. You did that. Your were the Lord&#039;s hands. Praying for you, sweet lady.]]></description>
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