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	<description>Looking forward to a future with boundless possibilities!</description>
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		<title>E-mail</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 17:04:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To: xxxxx@xxxxx.xxx From: xxxxx@xxxxx.xxx Subject: How have you been? Message: Hey, how have you been? It's raining hard here tonight. The windows are getting covered with moist that I could hardly see the view outside anymore. There's a usual cup of tea beside my desk, nothing's changed since you left. I wonder what would your [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Promise</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:47:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sleeping so soundly, she was like an angel lying on a clean white bed sheet as the light from the sun shines down gently at her face as if it were kissing her. A moment later, her cellphone rang. She reached for it under her pillow and answered in a soft gentle voice, "Yes, hello?" [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Joy Ride</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 13:26:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The running water form the shower continued on for hours. He was in deep thoughts. A few minutes later, he slowly turned the shower off and reached for the towel hanging on his right. He gently wiped his wet muscular body as the water from his hair drip down. The towel ran down his soft [...]]]></description>
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		<title>It&#039;s Okay to Cry</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 16:19:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was walking the streets on her way home, one day. "Yo. musta?", someone snuck through her back, grinning widely. Expressionless, thinking who could the idiot be, and she was surprised and said, "You're alive?" "Of course, what do you expect?", he winked. "Still a big flirt, I see." She remembers how he was always [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Drenched in Tears</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 18:32:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a sunny morning when she decided to go to a mall to buy something. She met a few friends along the way, chatted with them for a bit and went on. Staring at the brightly shining sun, she slowly pushed the clear glass door of the mall and a greeting and a breeze [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Masterpiece</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 15:11:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was seventy-four. Her eyes, barely able to see and her face wrinkled though her years. Lying in a bed, too weak of standing up, she called for her favorite granddaughter, the daughter of her niece, who resembles her as if she was a daughter of her never given child. She could bare a child [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Familiar Face</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2004 12:10:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can't seem to sleep that night I wonder why. I rose up to my feet and walked around at an unfamiliar room furnished with several antique Victorian styled furniture. The room was in white and gold, its windows, adorned with elegant curtains flowing down the fully carpeted floors. I suddenly thought of going out [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Goodbye My Xavier...</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2004 13:11:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[(Hey, I'm learning to use proper capitalization now...) Well, this morning, they woke me up and asked me to come with my bro to manila to fetch my granny. We left at around 8am. We arrived there at around 10 or so.. When we got there, my granny welcomed us at the door. I saw [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Till Dawn of Tears</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 13:58:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Euri</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The sun shined brightly that day, but the once lively streets filled with children running around and playing were not there. Instead, they were at the plains as if machines who were picking flowers, placing them in a basket, going home to give them to their parents and going out again to pick some more. [...]]]></description>
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