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	<title>A positive syndrome</title>
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		<title>HE was, is and will be, O man what are you</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2010/08/03/he-was-is-and-will-be-o-man-what-are-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 11:08:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Man&#8217;s Timeline from the Divine&#8217;s Diary: HE created, HE was the Lamb, He came down to save, HE rose up to an advocate, HE waits for the Bride, HE will come as King, HE will be the Judge, HE will be the Heaven and HE will be the celebration.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=123&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>O my heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 11:04:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[O my heart don&#8217;t grow cold, Look to the Cross and Sin no more, For He paid the price so dear , to bring you near, even now an advocate for you; A perfection awaits for its fulness, Your knees will have to bow, when HE judgeth in all glory, did&#8217;nt you despise that love; [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=121&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>College Constants</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 23:11:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Equations are defined by variables, so is it even in the equations of life, as you progress through the experiment,  we seem to add more variables to  re-generate the result, framing the equation it self. English helps with 26, but it took just 1 letter in 3 forms to define my college life. The 3 [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=109&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A knock @ the door</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2009/04/01/a-knock-the-door/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[23 years ago, it was a knock , and the world opened its doors.  Courage was a real need, true courage to knock the doors not of the world once again, but of the paradise that was intentionally lost.  A year ago, the door would open, and voices welcoming you, out of all that ears would search [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=99&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Endure ! The Silence</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2009/02/14/endure-the-silence/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 21:49:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Don&#8217;t Know when you entered,  May be you didn&#8217;t But I made the mistake of sticking you to my heart That it tears the flesh as you separate In all this it bleeds heavy holding a silence Careful not to disturb you by its beats Those words of yours still haunt me within I thought love covers [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=85&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Call ~ Regina Spektor</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2009/02/14/the-call-regina-spektor/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 21:25:33 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Heart Beats]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It started out as a feeling Which then grew into a hope Which then turned into a quiet thought Which then turned into a quiet word And then that word grew louder and louder &#8216;Til it was a battle cry I&#8217;ll come back When you call me No need to say goodbye Just because everything&#8217;s [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=82&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>C.S. Lewis Song ~ Brooke Fraser</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2009/02/14/cs-lewis-song-brooke-fraser/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 21:22:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy, I can only conclude that I was not made for here If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary, then of course I&#8217;ll feel nude when to where I&#8217;m destined I&#8217;m compared [CHORUS] Speak to me in the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=78&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>All Love can be ~ Charlotte Church</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2008/10/29/all-love-can-be-charlotte-church/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 11:47:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I will watch you in the darkness Show your love will see you through When the bad dreams wake you crying I&#8217;ll show you all love can do All love can do I will watch through the night Hold you in my arms Give you dreams where no one will be I will watch through [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=72&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Breeze</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2008/08/15/the-breeze/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 08:22:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It has always been risky when I travel, as it takes a troll on my relationships. Tightly fixed into the seat, hugging my backpack, the breeze making its magical touch on my face, Its these golden moments I spend on the reviewers seat, scanning each page of the crisscrossed decisions I staked those close to my heart. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=65&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Experimenting a swim along the emotional waves</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/experimenting-a-swim-along-the-emotional-waves/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 13:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ha.. Totally into the world of working class, a 12 hours of work makes you think, dont think, Just sleep. Thats how I feel from the time I start my work out to the time my conscious goes dark under the dusk of this polluted city desparate of silence.  Between these long hours of mundane [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=57&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Saped for while, Back 2 MaINframe:D</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2008/02/25/saped-for-while-back-2-mainframed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 13:53:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The air was filled with expectations, and ears trying to catch every word that would come from the stage. From black and white training towards a world of Enterprise Resources was Exciting. Little did the brain new The peak it has reached was to wither soon. Three months of looking forward, with only aim everyday [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=55&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Apology, Back on Track</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2008/02/03/apology-back-on-track/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 10:54:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Its been months&#8230; I have been thinking of putting some words out here. The New Year had a good start. Thanks and Praises for God&#8217;s Love and Grace for 2007 and Years to come.. He has been protecting me like apple of eye, no matter how desperate my flesh seems to be, his loving hands [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=54&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Release of Titans</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2007/11/02/the-release-of-titans/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 09:37:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today, We are to be released into the lot of billable machines putting a end to  bimonth long stress on the cerebral plasma. But deep within I know the Chamaleon of Learning continues to paint its colour on every page in the journey of life..<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=53&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>@ Trivandrum</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2007/09/07/ilp-trivandrum/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 13:50:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[3 cups of coffee a day, and some food for the brain ~ me at Trivandrum Staying @ Lal Tourist Home.. A cool surrounding, a packed auditorium, people less roads at eight , Hotels empty at nine, a part of god&#8217;s own country, crowned by hills, cleaved by falls, covered by greens and gaurded by [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=49&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Renewed Like an Eagle</title>
		<link>http://syndrome.wordpress.com/2007/07/04/renewed-like-an-eagle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 13:16:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Its now so light and healthy to be back to God. All my mess he wiped and restored me back. Only the first step is tough. You go to him with a broken heart, and he works in you. He is the potter and I am the clay. He gave me the courage to confess [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=syndrome.wordpress.com&amp;blog=736278&amp;post=47&amp;subd=syndrome&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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