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	<description>te vas a joder</description>
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		<title>By: cat</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Take care how you play with people&#039;s hearts. People&#039;s hearts should not be shoved down or pushed up. For this yo-yoing up and down makes the heart either a prisoner or an avenging fury. It can be gentle and giving, moulding even the hard and sharp, or it can be sharp and pointed, tough enough to cut, carve or chisel. It can be as hot as a searing fire; it can be as cold as ice. So swift that in the nodding of one&#039;s head it has twice roared over the four seas and beyond all boundaries. At rest, it is as deep as the abyss; when it is active, it is like a star in Heaven. It races beyond anything that seeks to bind it, for this is in truth of the heart of humanity.

-lao tzu]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Take care how you play with people&#8217;s hearts. People&#8217;s hearts should not be shoved down or pushed up. For this yo-yoing up and down makes the heart either a prisoner or an avenging fury. It can be gentle and giving, moulding even the hard and sharp, or it can be sharp and pointed, tough enough to cut, carve or chisel. It can be as hot as a searing fire; it can be as cold as ice. So swift that in the nodding of one&#8217;s head it has twice roared over the four seas and beyond all boundaries. At rest, it is as deep as the abyss; when it is active, it is like a star in Heaven. It races beyond anything that seeks to bind it, for this is in truth of the heart of humanity.</p>
<p>-lao tzu</p>
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