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        <title>Sojourner</title>
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            <title>Terra Firma</title>
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            <description>      Passion. That single moment when everything comes to a standstill and there’s just you and I. Right now all I have of you are ignited by sweet memories. Sometimes I find myself struggling with the simplest thoughts. Like one drowning I thrash abo...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>In The Footsteps of Nothingness</title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 15:30:51 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      She said: “I like gold.” I hesitated to reply. What should I say to a woman who liked gold? I thought about it for a while then said: “Yellow or white?” She paused and stared at me. A long hard penetrating stare. As if my head were a coded langua...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 21:33:59 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      When the dance is over And the people long gone home I’ll stay in the empty arena On the earth so trampled Footprints mix and mingle That it’s hard to tell who’s who.    I’ll stare at the sky Open and welcoming I’ll look beyond the horizon Unknow...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>The Heart</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 14:19:09 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      The heart is a wonderful thing, When it’s happy the whole world sings, It whistles a beautiful tune walking down the street,, Flashes a warm smile to the uncertain stranger, Promises the wayfarer some food and a blanket, Swears eternal love to th...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 21:29:40 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>       It seems to be inevitable for brides to cry on their wedding day. I didn’t understand at first. I attributed their breakdown to the culmination of all the stress that led up to the day. Plus the sheer euphoria, the eventual backlash of all the e...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 21:09:37 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>       Some people like to splatter color everywhere, especially the bright ones; marigolds, jasmines, chrysanthemums, bougainvilleas, sunflowers, and flame of the forests… you name it.     Reds, yellows, pinks and sky blues scream out at you, assaulti...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>Ana and the Cat</title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 20:46:50 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      I had a friend who is very fond of cats (and she should never ever read this!). Well, one cat in particular named Napoleon. How he ever got that name beats me because he looked anything like a Napoleon. A Napoleon would have been charismatic, wel...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>Pangs of First Love</title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 21:32:00 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      Strictly with first loves, the pangs are felt for life. Sweet memories they are, of coconut kisses and moonlight rendezvous.   She was a flawless beauty and he was a hapless poet. Inspired by the glint of her eyes sonnets were composed.   She was...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 14:53:24 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      Looking through my writings the striking familiarity of expressions stick out like a sore thumb. I used to mentally rap other writers for using the same words and phrases. In Sue Townsend&#39;s Confessions of a Middle-aged Woman she kept at using &#39;vi...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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            <title>Poignant</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 21:12:35 +0100</pubDate>         
            
            <description>      *Never could pronounce poignant without feeling like I&#39;m unnecessarily pouting my lips* I woke up past nine when I was supposedly to be up by five writing. I&#39;m trying to spend three hours each day putting words to paper. Practice they say makes p...    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt;    
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