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		<title>There Ain&#8217;t No Heart in My Heart Anymore</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Sometimes, back in the days of my fitful career as punkrocker-turned-folkie, I used to tag myself as the Bard of Bitterness, Denial, and Regret. My ol&#8217; man used to always say, If you&#8217;ve got a lemon tree, make lemonade. [This was written on a stormy Saturday in Mexico I wrote about in the first week [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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