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	<title>Heaven Skyy</title>
	<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com</link>
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		<title>Here and There</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When you are far away from home
And the people you used to love and hold
Calm and serenity, you they evade
Your heart feels cut off and cheated
From the generous shower of love
Kindness and care of your kindred
It is definitely heart rending
But then,
Sometimes the bonds have to be broken
Times like these have to happen
For our minds they [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/here-and-there/</link>
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		<title>Of life and death</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Live life as it comes
Because no one ever knows
Whether or not tomorrow comes
The line is very thin and taut
Between the day and night
Of our miserable lives and death
And no one can ever visualize
When, where and how the state of demise
Will, and inevitably this, arise
But in the unavoidable event of this
When I can no longer see [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/of-life-and-death/</link>
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		<title>When you meet someone for the first time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When you meet someone for the first time&#8230;Think about it, what do u feel? What do u think? What do you say? I am sure for most the answer would be &#8220;it depends on the situation&#8221; . It may well do but at the same time the easiness to which the reaction supposedly depends on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/when-you-meet-someone-for-the-first-time/</link>
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		<title>Nice To Meet You&#8230;I think&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When you meet someone for the first time&#8230;Think about it, what do u feel? What do u think? What do you say? I am sure for most the answer would be &#8220;it depends on the situation&#8221; . It may well do but at the same time, the easiness to which the reaction supposedly depends on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/nice-to-meet-you-i-think/</link>
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		<title>Happy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He no longer holds my hands
At times quietly offering comfort
He no longer listens to my command
Trailing behind me, resolving my torts
 
He no longer walks me home during late nights
No longer bridge himself on the corner of my lips
I can no longer speak of my darkest sights
Blame my raucous behaviours on the eclipse
 
My once precious friend [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/happy/</link>
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		<title>Science My Ass</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I am tired of scientific findings.  Every now and then theres some ominous danger lurking behind something I enjoy doing and then afew months or even years later they will tell me, &#8220;oh never mind thats not really harmful&#8221; I mean wtf? They will also tell you that certain things are of great benefit to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/science-my-ass/</link>
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		<title>Lost in My Head</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If you think of the word lost,it could have lots of meanings. One could be lost in their thoughts, sense of direction, reality,  and all sorts of loss of bearing. However the being lost from yourself could be the greatest of all losses. Because it doesn&#8217;t matter who you are but who you believe yourself to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/lost-in-my-head/</link>
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		<title>Night Train</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chugging gently along the frozen tracks
The steady rhythm of the electric engine is like a lullaby
Slowly and irresistibly drawing me to a half-slumber
My eyelids can&#8217;t stay open and only peer open at every stop when the                                       [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/night-train/</link>
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		<title>Paradise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A distance wind blew in the field, the chill cutting to the bone like a knife. The sun was high in the cloudless, blue sky. Neither the miles of knee high grass nor the multitude of flowers moved against it. They continued to soak in the eternal sun, knowing that for them night would never [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/paradise/</link>
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		<title>Tiffany Williams</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Gun. Bam. Gone. Not yet. Still lingering. The taste of copper, the taste of salt. A weight, in her arms. Limp. The weight moves to her chest. Blood on her chest. Blood on her hands. The air is hot, burning. Voices dance around. Blood. Something shrieks. Blood.  Her mother knew. She feels him move away. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.heavenskyy.com/tiffany-williams/</link>
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