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    <title>Gather: Articles by Stefania H.</title>
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    <description>Recent Articles on Gather by Stefania H.</description>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:47:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Story line.</title>
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      <description>Thoughts constantly fill my head with intrigue and wonder. 

 Thinking about yesterday, as I fell in a deep slumber. 

 Dreams of colors, dreams that quickly fades, creating an avenue for my soul to crave. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 04:57:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-01-13T04:57:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Zodiac-Xpressions-week-8</title>
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      <description>Pisces are practical and hold their ground, as each one circle aimlessly around. 

 Moody and unpredictable pisces are irressistable.  

 Unstable most of the times, pisces make a issue . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 01:18:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-21T01:18:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My heart bleeds still. Xpression-week-7</title>
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      <description>The color of my pain is a red colored stain. 

 Each breath witheld is a small remembrance of how deep I fell. 

 My heart bleeds still, as the thought of losing you forever gives me a chill. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 03:17:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-15T03:17:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Outline of a thought</title>
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      <description>Thoughts can't be seen by the naked eye, unless one is outlined with a hint of expression.  

 The mind lives inside a moment; an expression radiates the thought that is sketched in your . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 02:55:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-07T02:55:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Drawn to a dream</title>
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      <description>Pristine is the night lying calmly on the bed; the silence of my thoughts drifts inside the corner of my head.  

  I am drawn to a dream as a brilliant light radiated through . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 17:37:32 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-02T17:37:32Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Undress</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977324699</link>
      <description>Undress  me with your eyes, I can feel your passion is burning inside.  

 Reckless as I am that does not phase your glow as I quickly give you a bitter blow. 

 Whisper tenderly inside my breath . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 04:02:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-16T04:02:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Drama me</title>
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      <description>The tempest lives inside my mind as the day draws in a new light.  

 Drama me, another empty day to fill out the scene of perplexity. 

 The files of memories are filled with contents of future . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 23:11:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-10T23:11:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Moment</title>
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      <description> Locked inside a trance, a  moment  in time reverting to glance.  Shadows move quickly, as each one  laces inside myriad of lights in constant ecstasy.  

 Lenient inside . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:56:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-06T05:56:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Find me, if you desire.</title>
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      <description>A light that wavers around, a reminder of what I had found.  A thought of concern as you fault me with discern.   Veiling my intrusion, you missed my conducive inclusion.  Rousing . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:17:21 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-03T17:17:21Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The sand under my feet</title>
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      <description>Solemnly walking on the beach, I hear the waves breaking near the shore.  The sea met its boundary, stroking the sand lightly.   The wind blows me a song, while I try . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 04:33:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-28T04:33:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A State of Unconsciousness</title>
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      <description>Serene in my silence, I sat quietly on a cold marble floor.  I was not aware of my plunder, other than I was starring at some closed doors.   Feeling tranquil, I sensed no agitation.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 22:48:15 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-26T22:48:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Chapter 1 (Review of Broken Dreams)</title>
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      <description>     Lying in her bed, Isabella journeyed through her mind into her distant past. 

 Isabella Szabo reminisced about her memories. 

 Her memories were like files from the past that . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 17:18:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-19T17:18:45Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Cold feeling of the Rain</title>
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      <description>The sky is full of grayish clouds, concealing the penetrating rays of the sun.  The cold feeling of the rain proclaims my inner pain.  Memories submerged inside the tides are . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 00:10:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-19T00:10:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Secrets (Poem by Stefania H.)</title>
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      <description>A place where my thoughts sleep through a magnitude of my inner solitude.  

  A place where I can hide, as my heart's wish subsides.  

  Secrets, I hold down deep in the depths of my soul . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 21:27:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-23T21:27:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Book Synopsis of Broken Dreams</title>
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      <description>Isabella Szabo reverts to her childhood struggles through a trance of memories that left her wounded.  She desires true love but she stumbles upon two bad relationships.  Through her trials she . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 18:40:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-21T18:40:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Writing with two languages</title>
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      <description>It is often difficult when you write with one language and think with another.  I am beginning to learn how to specify English with my native language.   I did not think it would be difficult, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 05:33:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Stefania H.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-17T05:33:48Z</dc:date>
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