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		<title>Stories &amp; Writings</title>
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			<title>The Wings</title>
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			<dc:creator>KokiKariya</dc:creator>
			<description>Hey, 

sometimes I feel creative.

Sometimes I just wanna write something.

This is one of those times.



Cold. Teeth-chattering cold. That's all she felt. The girl's wings were hard as diamond as they shielded her from the freezing winds. She couldn't move. She couldn't see past her frozen feathers. She was grounded in the deathly pale snow, forced to wait until the storm subsided.

The girl used up all her strength trying to force her wings open, but she couldn't break the spell that her wings  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 03:25:48 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>We are the ones.</title>
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			<dc:creator>Amaya14</dc:creator>
			<description>I just can't get over this poem..I carry a copy in my pocket every day now &lt;3



We are the ones

To get knocked to the ground,

To suffer all night,

We are the ones

We don't see the light.



We are the ones,

to pick you up right,

to stop the suffering, (any1 hav a better idea for this line? it doesnt rhyme.)

We are the ones,

Come to the light.



Needless of worries,

blown away.

Needless of pain,

Let it come any day.

Needless of cries,

Or so they say.



Sink to the ground,

Melt  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 21:16:20 GMT</pubDate>
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