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		<title>Today&#8217;s heartbeat&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair, and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair. I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find. And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine. If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor, Dear Father, I will see you, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scottmlandry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15041444&amp;post=42&amp;subd=scottmlandry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Coming soon to a blog near you.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m currently working through some things God has been showing me about myself, and the struggles I have had. I will be doing some more processing over the next few days, and shortly after, will be doing some writing. In the meantime, here is a preview. Check back in the next week or so for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scottmlandry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15041444&amp;post=35&amp;subd=scottmlandry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The LIST</title>
		<description><![CDATA[While in college, a friend named Jon was working on a list. He called it a &#8220;love list.&#8221; I&#8217;m not sure why he was doing it. I never asked. It could have been to pass time in classes he didn&#8217;t like, avoid conversations he didn&#8217;t want to have, a clever way of striking up conversations [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scottmlandry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15041444&amp;post=28&amp;subd=scottmlandry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Fly</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wrote this song for Emma over a year ago. I listened to it today, just to think of her. At the time of writing, I was away from home, and was thinking about how protective I was being as a Dad and wondering if it was healthy. My fear of Emma being hurt seemed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scottmlandry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15041444&amp;post=9&amp;subd=scottmlandry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>It Begins&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I saw on this nature show how the male elk douses himself with urine to smell sweeter to the opposite sex. What a coincidence!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=scottmlandry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15041444&amp;post=1&amp;subd=scottmlandry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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