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    <title>FriendFinder Blogs: Vora-79-19</title>
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    <description>Never seen,the thought swarms unhindered between the mul tit ude of lost thoughts.Only that, thoughts can hear each other,and brush against each other,and make love with each other,and in their delirium,act almost human.</description><item>
      <title>World's loneliness</title>
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      <description>Sometimes, aloneI feel world's lonelinessTighten up in my head,Trudging me through hallow sermonsToward the antipodes.But when,My loneliness approaches,Sits quietly beside meWith its head on my shou</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 03:24:06 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Traces of existence</title>
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      <description>[image]Feels like it was autumn, last time I meandered between other people's thoughts, exchange gleefully some notes, a laugh down here, a flippancy down there and a carte blanche in the middle.No, c</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 10:43:13 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Awaken awareness</title>
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      <description>If that would be, Under a new moon in a summer night, Where the violinman plays to endureYoung women's dance in the grassOr, Under the watersOf a flooded land,Where corroded traces Are a memory in the</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2010 14:07:06 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Summer night sleep</title>
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      <description>Tired feet,With thousand needlesPinching at once,Let themselves carriedInto the night,To the barrel with water.I knew it filledBut hand is deepen,More and more,Till I thinkI'll meet, Another handTryin</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2010 17:14:01 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Superhighway</title>
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      <description>I run straightIn the middle of the road,On high speed.There is this tear,That's been boilingFor years, On my trigeminal nerve.It's a beast-Never reaching the surfaceDevours me slowly,Between Cars and</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 17:42:15 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Freelance disturber.</title>
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      <description>Has someone pulled the fire alarm?[image]No.This blog is snoring.</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2010 07:43:41 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Unwords</title>
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      <description>I get haunted by your unwords,Randomly they comeSneaking from behind,Or laterally.Sometimes, my lips feel their touchAnd I kiss them ,smilingWith a defeated sensuality.Thoughts that should be presen</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 05:29:45 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Conspicuous desire</title>
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      <description>What if,you would love,feel life crackle inside you?Fearing notthe collapse down your abysswhere noesismight have thrown you.Let Eros,upsurge and transcendenceentangle Logosin transparent suave flame</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 11:00:20 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>It's not how I wanted</title>
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      <description>In that day,The sky was a frozen blue,Impenetrable.Too far, too tepid,Sun forgot how to be fiercefull and shiny.In such bubble,Wet and musty ,Earth was oozing mold.Things were floating in leeway,Peo</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 16:31:18 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Me and snow</title>
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      <description>Frozen wordsSmashed In a multitude of crystalsLinger suspendedSomewhere betweenMe and snow.Leaning against the wallNext to the windowIn obscurance, I admire it.So thick and white,Virginal coldnessHide</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 13:53:06 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Manifesto</title>
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      <description>Untouched wild serenitySpreads insolently sparklesOver north.They had enough.Young and turbulent heartsSpring around,Raving mad their gush.It's written -To the battle field!Everything that's white,C</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 12:44:50 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>In the confession corner</title>
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      <description>I am here.(I've skipped all the rest that I wanted to say.Skit samma as swedish says. Or, even a better one:Det ar ingen ko pa isen )(Maybe, I should just mention that you all are lovely people and I</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 04:21:21 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Man</title>
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      <description>Why don't you sink,In that grand, zaftig heart of yours,So you could rise it up to the skyAnd let it rain over the land?</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 10:03:12 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>It remains the same</title>
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      <description>Time flies away,But will not take my thoughts with it.Can&#x2019;t remember, when I last changed them.Perhaps, I&#x2019;ve run out.The old ones lie dusty in some drawers;The one in use got rusted and</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:02:47 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>The woman that loves you whispers you about death</title>
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      <description>To be loved by you,Brings me to heights,Raving and untrammelled exaltationAt the brink.Schizophrenic perfume -A burning yearnNot to survive the emotion.How could I longer findFascination in ordinarine</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:46:35 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Good man is nowhere to be found</title>
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      <description>He took a boatOver the sea,Away from shores,Carried by horizonsThat trace no line.Sailing adrift,ForgettingWhat he hankered for,UnheededHe&#x2019;s lostIn the depthsOf a tear.</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 16:01:24 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>The inquirer and mirror in the morning.</title>
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      <description>" You lazy creature, wake up!The sun is up, birds sing,lovely day, come on, wake up!""Leave me in peace,go do something you always wanted to do in a bright day.I'm sleeping!""Aren't you a cutie? Sleep</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 10:04:02 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Nothingness in visit</title>
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      <description>Nothingness wants meCrawls at my feetKisses my ankle Whispers nothingses -The ideal, Of the make-believe worldOf nothingness.It netted the timeIt can't stay in the way,Tight up into bushes,It's sweati</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 18:04:51 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Silence</title>
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      <description>Words that hit the walls,Not going through,Nor that returns.Fake windows that shareNo views,No reflexion,No escapes.Murky nights that murmurSame,old wistful reveries.I lay laissez-faireInto my conscio</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 14:18:27 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Such thoughts</title>
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      <description>If the wind could catch my thoughts and spread them, would they multiply and create another me, in some other corner of this world?</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 06:43:55 -0800</pubDate>
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