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<title>Homework</title>
			<description>I squeaked like a mouse, causing the slender teenager to turn around; not portly like I expected. She raised an eyebrow, and her mouth hung slack.

&#38;#39;Um...Hello?&#38;#39; I swallowed.

&#38;#39;Who are you?&#38;#39; Her voice sounded cultured and educated.

&#38;#39;Um, nobody important. I know who you are though.&#38;#39;

She frowned. &#38;#39;Are you an assassin? ...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 18:04:05 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>No Room For Two</title>
			<description> Maria slips into a restless sleep. There&#38;#39;s a susurration in the shadowy corners of her dreaming mind. In the dream, there is a room. Inside stands a woman. Little by little, she eats away at the shadows, consuming them. To Maria, this woman represents nothing; her eyes are empty, and her soul is dank and old and rancid.

The Nothing creaks a sm...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2011 05:12:22 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Forgotten Birthday</title>
			<description> [Image #1807600] 

Amist the endless constellations, we found homes far away,
But there&#38;#39;s something left behind and it still whispers to our hearts.
A sense of non-belonging, nostalgia shadowing our days,
The murmur of a memory that defines us all apart.
We&#38;#39;ve sailed t...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 17:57:37 EDT</pubDate>
			
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