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My Own New Blog

I got this template from a site
and it is really cool since purple is my favorite color..
the graphic kinda nice too
I want it to be nice and simple and I am pretty satisfied with this one..
Not the type of person who will be poring over code... so this as far as I get (I may get further but I doubt it)
thanks to the designer -ekhsany.tk-

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