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This is where your updates go <br>
Seperate lines and shit by using < br > or < p > without the spaces.

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Look there, it's a cute little border you can use to seperate things if you want to. If you dont want it, delete the code. <br><br>there's no credit embedded in the tab or anything, but it would be nice to give it anyway somewhere on your blog, or at least if someone asks you about, tell them it's mine.
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"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." - from <em> Dead Poet's Society</em>
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"It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor..." from <em> The Great Gatsby</em>

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Senior year. And then life. Maybe that's the way it worked. High school was just a prologue to the real novel. Everybody got to write you -- but when you graduated, you got to write yourself. At graduation you got to collect your teacher's pens and your parents' pens and you got your own pen. And you could do all the writing. Yeah. Wouldn't that be sweet? - from <em>Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe</em>


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