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	<title>Comments on: Our Zooskers, on the meaning of love.</title>
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		<title>By: beyondrakesh</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-3386</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[beyondrakesh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 16:14:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[3 things that often makes love a mirage
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>3 things that often makes love a mirage<br />
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		<title>By: Dating marriage agency</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-3365</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Dating marriage agency]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2010 18:42:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love - is a drug. Initially, there is euphoria, lightness, a feeling of complete dissolution. The next day, you want more. You have not yet had time to get involved, but at least you feel like you&#039;re sure you can do without them. Do you think about my loved one 2 minutes and 3 hours to forget about it. But gradually you get used to it and become totally dependent. And if you think about it for 3 hours and you forget for two minutes.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love &#8211; is a drug. Initially, there is euphoria, lightness, a feeling of complete dissolution. The next day, you want more. You have not yet had time to get involved, but at least you feel like you&#8217;re sure you can do without them. Do you think about my loved one 2 minutes and 3 hours to forget about it. But gradually you get used to it and become totally dependent. And if you think about it for 3 hours and you forget for two minutes.</p>
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		<title>By: irish</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-3244</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[irish]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 06:25:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Love has no definition.. U&#039;ll feel the undescribable emotion..]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love has no definition.. U&#8217;ll feel the undescribable emotion..</p>
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		<title>By: Chantal Hanneman</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-1001</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chantal Hanneman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 07:44:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So true, love is something between two people that is so pure and beautiful. Perfection in an imperfect world.  I hope you find your snow angel soon, for with words like this, you must be a super deep person, and love for you will make it perfect in every way.  Keep on dreaming for love does exist.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So true, love is something between two people that is so pure and beautiful. Perfection in an imperfect world.  I hope you find your snow angel soon, for with words like this, you must be a super deep person, and love for you will make it perfect in every way.  Keep on dreaming for love does exist.</p>
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		<title>By: Chantal Hanneman</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-1000</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chantal Hanneman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 07:39:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I totally disagree, Love is a feeling as well as an action.  Love is what you feel when you close your eyes and get goose pimples thinking of that special one in your life.  It&#039;s when you&#039;re driving through town, listing to the radio, and a special song starts reminding you of that special one.  When you go into spar and wondering what he would like, what you can get to spoil him a bit.  When at the end of the day you can&#039;t wait to go home just to be in his arms again, if only for a minute. But love is also action, proven by every day doing and giving,  hugging and kissing.  Love is when you sit next to him and still miss him cause enough is never enough. It is when you go on a bike ride, watching nature, with the wind in your face, wrapping your arms around him for warth and protection.  It is when at the end of the day, you get into bed, and he wraps his arms around you, that you feel protected, safe, and realize that there is no other place that you would rather be.  Love is when you can after many years still think of him and say ...........SJOE!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally disagree, Love is a feeling as well as an action.  Love is what you feel when you close your eyes and get goose pimples thinking of that special one in your life.  It&#8217;s when you&#8217;re driving through town, listing to the radio, and a special song starts reminding you of that special one.  When you go into spar and wondering what he would like, what you can get to spoil him a bit.  When at the end of the day you can&#8217;t wait to go home just to be in his arms again, if only for a minute. But love is also action, proven by every day doing and giving,  hugging and kissing.  Love is when you sit next to him and still miss him cause enough is never enough. It is when you go on a bike ride, watching nature, with the wind in your face, wrapping your arms around him for warth and protection.  It is when at the end of the day, you get into bed, and he wraps his arms around you, that you feel protected, safe, and realize that there is no other place that you would rather be.  Love is when you can after many years still think of him and say &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..SJOE!</p>
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		<title>By: jacques azar</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-990</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[jacques azar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 04:23:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Highest</title>
		<link>http://blog.zoosk.com/2009/09/28/our-zooskers-on-the-meaning-of-love/#comment-986</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Highest]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 03:18:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[These are great, but dont quite do it for me so here&#039;s my take. Love is simply more complex than this. It is perfection in an imperfect world. It is serenity on a battlefield. And if love is a beautiful painting, the artist is Pablo Picasso. Love is the aiming of pure hatred one minute, and the deflection of everything else. Love is the snow falling on the ground that is your life, and i want to find my snow angel.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These are great, but dont quite do it for me so here&#8217;s my take. Love is simply more complex than this. It is perfection in an imperfect world. It is serenity on a battlefield. And if love is a beautiful painting, the artist is Pablo Picasso. Love is the aiming of pure hatred one minute, and the deflection of everything else. Love is the snow falling on the ground that is your life, and i want to find my snow angel.</p>
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		<title>By: Ken Kendall</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ken Kendall]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 00:30:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I totally agree. Love is not a feeling. It is an action. It is a verb. 

I write a blog about how men can better love their wives. I would really appreciate it if you would take a look and give me your thoughts and comments.

http://whatsheneedsfromyou.wordpress.com

Thanks,]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally agree. Love is not a feeling. It is an action. It is a verb. </p>
<p>I write a blog about how men can better love their wives. I would really appreciate it if you would take a look and give me your thoughts and comments.</p>
<p><a href="http://whatsheneedsfromyou.wordpress.com" rel="nofollow">http://whatsheneedsfromyou.wordpress.com</a></p>
<p>Thanks,</p>
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