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	<title>Read it Live &#187; Journals</title>
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	<description>dedicated to promoting budding poets, writers and bloggers</description>
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		<title>Blasphemy</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/09/13/blasphemy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 12:48:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Blasphemy Your song, my relentless, religious ritual, is thick on my tongue like the film of congealed milk fat that forms on my chai, A brown, wrinkled, circular palette, protecting the hot liquid that burns down my throat, takes me to you (and your music), inspires me to write at an ungodly hour about blasphemous [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Little Bird</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/31/little-bird/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 02:54:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I dont want morning to come yet. I dont want sunrises and morning flowers. I dont want voices, people, life. It is harder to hide when the lights are on, and there is no option but. I dont want lilies and wild flowers. I dont want apologies and little blank spaces. I dont want more [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Disintegrate</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/31/disintegrate/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 00:24:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On. Off. On. Off. At this rate it wont be long before the fuse blows. Then we&#8217;ll bask in eachother&#8217;s darkness and bathe in the distance between us till we forget we knew how to swim. Our drowning bodies will drift away from eachother, carried on different currents to the same whirlpool, and escape will [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Never-Ending Season</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/30/never-ending-season/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 13:19:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There are things missing &#8211; puzzle pieces lost in the everyday hustle &#8211; thoughts, feelings, words, meanings, all missing. Lost, maybe? Or maybe just&#8230;not found. Like little torn petals in an uncovered basket that drift away with the wind or leaves that cling a little too lightly to their branch. Why does the branch never [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The headache of perspective</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/30/the-headache-of-perspective/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 12:25:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[At every start stop of the music you wait for a beat (ing) to take the ache away And when all else fails, theres always &#8230;.caffeine. *sigh* Any quick remedies are welcome&#8230;and dont tell me to sleep &#62;_&#62; Bookmark and Share: sociallist_0da33cf9_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/30/the-headache-of-perspective/'; sociallist_0da33cf9_title = 'The headache of perspective'; sociallist_0da33cf9_text = ''; sociallist_0da33cf9_tags = [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Times</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/29/times/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 06:15:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Trying times. Trying relationships. And tiring. So very tiring. &#8220;Certain hard days ahead,&#8221; Li-young Lee whispers to me in my almost-packed, chaotic surroundings. There is a time for love. There is a time for hate. And then there is a time for despair. Bookmark and Share: sociallist_e469fe88_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/29/times/'; sociallist_e469fe88_title = 'Times'; sociallist_e469fe88_text = ''; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Rhymes From the Mouth of Hell</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/29/rhymes-from-the-mouth-of-hell/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 02:56:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[This is one place where the gods cant dwell It???s a little hut at the mouth of hell Here the demons roar to a timely knell But there isn???t enough for you to tell Your last words fade in the midnight bell Bookmark and Share: sociallist_b762858d_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/29/rhymes-from-the-mouth-of-hell/'; sociallist_b762858d_title = 'Rhymes From the Mouth of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Grief</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/28/grief/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 10:15:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The poems gather like a dust storm on the far horizon. I sit in my Bedouin clothes with my nomad belongings, bare, empty-handed, sun-scorched &#8212; a wanderer waiting to collect words, assemble thoughts, write&#8230;once again. One day soon, I must make my way home. Bookmark and Share: sociallist_8eab0362_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/28/grief/'; sociallist_8eab0362_title = 'Grief'; sociallist_8eab0362_text = [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/26/poetry/</link>
		<comments>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/26/poetry/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 17:53:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Be patient with it, like you are tolerant of a petulant child. Bookmark and Share: sociallist_16180cd2_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/26/poetry/'; sociallist_16180cd2_title = 'Poetry'; sociallist_16180cd2_text = ''; sociallist_16180cd2_tags = '';]]></description>
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		<title>The Da Vinci Code</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/24/the-da-vinci-code/</link>
		<comments>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/24/the-da-vinci-code/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 20:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Damien Martin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Journey of a Displaced Kiwi]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Previous experiences with Dan Brown I have read three of Dan Brown&#8217;s other books, and had decided a while ago to skip on his most famous book to date. Occasionally there are interesting tidbits of information in them, but then on subjects on which I have some knowledge they are inaccurate: how can I trust [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Willkommen am Frankfurt</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/24/willkommen-am-frankfurt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 19:08:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Damien Martin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Journey of a Displaced Kiwi]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Previous Overview Next Saturday 2nd August &#8212; Sunday 3rd August, 2008 The plane made a dramatic landing at Hahn airport around midnight, with the plane briefly bouncing off the tarmac before settling down on the landing strip. People clapped for the pilot as the plane taxied up to the terminal, something that I find [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Where Poeticism Falls Short -</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/20/where-poeticism-falls-short/</link>
		<comments>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/20/where-poeticism-falls-short/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 23:49:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gin de Loon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[In the Loonlight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I lean against Cold porcelain And brush My poetic teeth Then wash My poetic face While I consider Taking a poetic shit Like any other (unpoetic) being Bookmark and Share: sociallist_445255e3_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/20/where-poeticism-falls-short/'; sociallist_445255e3_title = 'Where Poeticism Falls Short -'; sociallist_445255e3_text = ''; sociallist_445255e3_tags = '';]]></description>
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		<title>Quartets</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/17/quartets/</link>
		<comments>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/17/quartets/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I am another Aphrodite. I will suck that heart out, slippery with all it harbors &#8211; love and its wickedness. I am a peasant woman, with a beggar&#8217;s sunken eyes and a mother&#8217;s forgotten hunger when she feeds her child. I am a traveler of deserts and oceans, lost in between what is mine and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>4 Lines</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/17/4-lines-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:31:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Home lingers within me. I recite words of Azaan in half-sleep, half-wakefulness. I know them as I know my name. Bookmark and Share: sociallist_8169602d_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/17/4-lines-2/'; sociallist_8169602d_title = '4 Lines'; sociallist_8169602d_text = ''; sociallist_8169602d_tags = '';]]></description>
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		<title>4 Lines</title>
		<link>http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/15/4-lines/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 23:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Noor-ul-ain Noor</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Chai-Stained Reflections]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Sand snakes into my veins, Stealthily it clots blood into mud, And the skies rain over a city across the ocean. I am haunted by waters, trapped by deserts. Bookmark and Share: sociallist_8784cfc3_url = 'http://www.readitlive.com/2008/08/15/4-lines/'; sociallist_8784cfc3_title = '4 Lines'; sociallist_8784cfc3_text = ''; sociallist_8784cfc3_tags = '';]]></description>
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