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			<title>Something Tells me...</title>
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			<dc:creator>wallowwallow</dc:creator>
			<description>Ok this is my first story! 



Something Tells Me

By Wallowwallow



CHAPTER ONE

Shirley's POV (point of view)

It was a should be typical day at school. Our social studies teacher droned on about some war. I was tapping my pencil on my desk lightly in a subconcious hope that it would somehow open a portal and suck me in. Suddenly there was a strong sent wafting from the door of Abercrombie cologne. Kevin. 

&quot;Kevin, late again, are we?&quot; Our teacher smirked.

Kevin just smirked  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 22:50:25 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>My First Poem!</title>
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			<dc:creator>yankeedoodledandee</dc:creator>
			<description><![CDATA[,.¤°¤.,Wind,.¤°¤.,
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Softly you brush my face
<br />
mournful memories you erase
<br />
cold and crisp you spin around
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doing so you make no sound
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moving waters tearing trees
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seeing things no one sees
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invisible beauty that can't compare
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yet you can be found anywhere
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like water without it's ripping current
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slow and soft yet always fervent
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softly you brush my face
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mournful memories you erase.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 22:08:55 GMT</pubDate>
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