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    <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 08:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Ironic...</title>
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      <description>3 days after my mom dies, Nick leaves me. 4.5 year relationship.. for some chick he met on WoW who happened to move to his town or what not..</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 20:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
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      <title>Tell Me I'm Crazy...</title>
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      <description>Tell me I’m crazy… 966 miles stand between the two of us. Four and a half years since we have been together and not once have we been face to face, able to kiss, able to hug like any other . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 05:24:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-07T05:24:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Kiss Me Tenderly</title>
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      <description>She rests upon the crust of the earth as she stares off into the fast moving clouds that smear along the azul sky. Her bright red hair blew in the wind, dancing around her as she thinks in a dream like . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 01:38:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T01:38:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>To Sleep in Autumn</title>
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      <description>The moon was full as it shun brightly through the darkly-set cirrus clouds which over lapped one another. A howl gave from within the tightly grown trees we know to be a forest. Most everything was quiet, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 01:35:09 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T01:35:09Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Scurvy Dog and His Enigma (Final Part (3))</title>
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      <description>She quickly turned around, a smile on her face, “What is it?” she asked me in an edger tone. I peeked through the door seeing the sparkling ocean. “It’s water.” I told . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 01:27:04 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T01:27:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Scurvy Dog and His Enigma (Part 1)</title>
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      <description>A glistening, shining light peeked through the crack of the big wooden chest, which slept in the warm white sands of the Caribbean.    Deep within lies a sparkly treasure in which all men, and women, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 01:11:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T01:11:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>To my fellow Americans and the rest that populate Mother Eart... (sorry)</title>
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      <description>To my fellow Americans and the rest that populate Mother Earth,

 

            How dare you…how dare you say you &amp;quot;hate America&amp;quot;… . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 13:21:24 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2006-10-18T13:21:24Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Huron Bunny, another somthing I did in American Lit.</title>
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      <description>Huron Bunny                                       . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 13:17:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2006-09-28T13:17:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Letter I did for American Lit.</title>
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      <description>To My Dearest , 

                           Remember when I jumped aboard the biggest . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 13:15:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2006-09-28T13:15:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Alittle Something I have done because I was bored</title>
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      <description>~running his hands down the sides of her body to…~ a noise has startled her as she awakes from such a pleasant dream. She sits up and the silky white sheet falls down onto her lap, as she looks . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 13:13:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rebecca B</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2006-09-28T13:13:45Z</dc:date>
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