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	<title>Comments on: Tickle my fancy</title>
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	<description>2 minute pleasures</description>
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		<title>By: Baba</title>
		<link>http://imagine.blogintro.com/403/tickle-my-fancy#comment-3264</link>
		<dc:creator>Baba</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 May 2006 02:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ill meet you soon
in the midst of some forgotten word
4 letters and a secret garden upstairs
grape wine and ciggarrates
our words and our emptiness
only loneliness attracts its belivers
we will kneel somewhere

love

Ali</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ill meet you soon<br />
in the midst of some forgotten word<br />
4 letters and a secret garden upstairs<br />
grape wine and ciggarrates<br />
our words and our emptiness<br />
only loneliness attracts its belivers<br />
we will kneel somewhere</p>
<p>love</p>
<p>Ali</p>
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		<title>By: Baba</title>
		<link>http://imagine.blogintro.com/403/tickle-my-fancy#comment-3263</link>
		<dc:creator>Baba</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 May 2006 02:20:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I met her
when she was a little girl
halfways and sideways
pushing at words, they tumble and reveal themselves
they come painful and with sadist pleasures
keep writing
as kunal says
they are the two most beautuful words
keep writing</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I met her<br />
when she was a little girl<br />
halfways and sideways<br />
pushing at words, they tumble and reveal themselves<br />
they come painful and with sadist pleasures<br />
keep writing<br />
as kunal says<br />
they are the two most beautuful words<br />
keep writing</p>
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