<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:38:50.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Love to someone u Love</title><subtitle type='html'>I have carefully selected things which matters in your love life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-7496820494500626167</id><published>2008-01-20T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:41:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about Love</title><summary type='text'>A nation's culture resides in the hearts and in the soul of its people.God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7496820494500626167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=7496820494500626167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/7496820494500626167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/7496820494500626167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-love.html' title='about Love'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-4008795717775851409</id><published>2008-01-20T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:36:08.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winter</title><summary type='text'>Greetings wouldn't be answered;Lowered are the heads,Which couldn't be arised to accost friends.Upon the paths slippery and dark,The eyes could see but a short way ahead,And should you extend a handOf affection towards one,He'd be loath to venture his out.It's abysmally cold.A cloud thick becomes the breath you exhaleRising before you like a wall.Such being your breath, what could you expectFrom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4008795717775851409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=4008795717775851409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/4008795717775851409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/4008795717775851409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter.html' title='The Winter'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-8350903305010286372</id><published>2008-01-20T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:34:21.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><summary type='text'>A relationship is like a rose,How long it lasts, no one knows;Love can erase an awful past,Love can be yours, you'll see at last;To feel that love, it makes you sigh,To have it leave, you'd rather die;You hope you've found that special rose,Cause you love and care for the one you chose.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8350903305010286372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=8350903305010286372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/8350903305010286372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/8350903305010286372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/2008/01/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-8724985120951657217</id><published>2008-01-20T09:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:32:55.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Not Me.</title><summary type='text'>Love not me for comely grace,For my pleasing eye or face,Nor for any outward part:No, nor for a constant heart!For these may fail or turn to ill:Should thou and I sever.Keep, therefore, a true woman's eye,And love me still, but know not why!So hast thou the same reason stillTo dote upon me ever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8724985120951657217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=8724985120951657217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/8724985120951657217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/8724985120951657217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-not-me.html' title='Love Not Me.'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-1788094116089787696</id><published>2008-01-20T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:34:10.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All My friends are Invited</title><summary type='text'>I invite all my friends to be a part of my blog on love and spread the word of love to every part of the world because this is most important thing required to every living creature on this planet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1788094116089787696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=1788094116089787696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/1788094116089787696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4673393877098681121/posts/default/1788094116089787696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-my-friends-are-invited.html' title='All My friends are Invited'/><author><name>Roz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_X53go1aSh9A/R5Np4TDqOrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/2ukxBX-Lq0o/s72-c/love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4673393877098681121.post-3301052003405736080</id><published>2008-01-20T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T06:01:34.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something about love</title><summary type='text'>Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovegiftslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3301052003405736080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4673393877098681121&amp;postID=3301052003405736080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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