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		By: Mel		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Tracie, I’m honestly speechless. Thank you for this beautiful review. This is one of those moments I’ll remember ten years from now.

I’ve spent years carrying this story alone in my head. I’ve lived with Eve, Leo, Audrey. I’ve fought for them, won battles for them over and over against my own betraying mind. I’ve doubted myself a hundred times. And then you not only read my story, but you get it.

Not vaguely. Not politely. You get the heartbeat of my story.

I’m truly grateful.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tracie, I’m honestly speechless. Thank you for this beautiful review. This is one of those moments I’ll remember ten years from now.</p>
<p>I’ve spent years carrying this story alone in my head. I’ve lived with Eve, Leo, Audrey. I’ve fought for them, won battles for them over and over against my own betraying mind. I’ve doubted myself a hundred times. And then you not only read my story, but you get it.</p>
<p>Not vaguely. Not politely. You get the heartbeat of my story.</p>
<p>I’m truly grateful.</p>
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