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<title>Your sad eyes are a highway to your soul.</title>
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<description>I like this one; A few days ago I saw a young lady, probably about 20 years of age, nothing unusual in that, except she had the saddest eyes I've...</description>
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<title>What would I do if I lost my hair!</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 10:19:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>There's a pebble in my shoe  and  I think it's hiding a secret!</title>
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<description>A FUN POEM FOR YOUNG PEOPLE THE AGE OF FOUR OR MAYBE EVEN THREE. SO GET READY AND BE MERRY, FOR WHEN YOU READ THIS POEM OUT LOUD, READ IT...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 22:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>HAPPY SAPPY MOON.</title>
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<description>A FUN POEM FOR YOUNG PEOPLE THE AGE OF FOUR OR MAYBE EVEN THREE. SO GET READY AND BE MERRY, FOR WHEN YOU READ THIS POEM OUT LOUD, READ IT...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 06:13:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Love! And be cheerful about it.</title>
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<description>Am I a cheerful meadow or am I a blissful tree, never mind I have so much cheer I could even be a bumblebee, I smile with abandon as I...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 03:31:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Why do donkeys eat artichokes?</title>
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<description>Why do these hardworking quadrupeds eat artichokes? If all donkeys eat artichokes, then it follows that if you eat artichokes you must be a donkey. But then again when artichokes...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 05:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>What do you mean, STUPID?</title>
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<description>Well, what do you mean? Are you calling me stupid or are you asking me what stupid is? Either way I find it abhorrent that you would even consider me...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 03:23:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A life soon to be forgotten,   a life without hope.</title>
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<description>A life soon to be forgotten. A life without hope. It's a place nobody ever wants to visit and hardly ever thinks about. Her eyes tell a story, it's volumes...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:25:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A free spirit in mourning.</title>
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<description>I often stop and prioritise my thoughts, I often stop and smell the daisies, and that is a deliberate act to remind me who I am and where I am...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 04:09:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The dilemma with loving so complete</title>
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<description>The dilemma with loving so complete! You run the chance of succumbing, to a never ending pain, a solemn promise to stop hurting, never seemed so vain. Original prose by...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 02:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A poem about love's anguish.</title>
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<description>A nature, a nurture, it's simply a delectable torture, some say no, whilst others curl in a ball, sorry may seem like it, but it's never an option, you need...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 01:56:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A poem to a lost love.</title>
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<description>How can I bring myself to tell you, of our love this dispensable injustice, my resolve must be, has to be stronger. How can I love you anymore than I...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 03:33:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A woman in red with nylon stockings.</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 04:39:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>I got a taste of what it might be like to lose my son.</title>
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<description>He started to convulse, he lost all colour in his skin, and his eyes turned white. All of it happened in seconds and in front of me. I had thoughts...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 05:38:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Complex Regional Pain Syndrome</title>
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<description>Complex Regional Pain Syndrome I do not suffer from C.R.P.S. but I have experienced severe prolonged pain a number of times and have a glimmer of an idea at what...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 11:34:00 GMT</pubDate>
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