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  <title>All I need is a walking cane</title>
  <subtitle>to guide me on my wayyy...</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-05-08T18:12:00Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:87432</id>
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    <title>You're so inspirational &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2009-05-08T18:12:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-08T18:12:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Summer is here, not officially, but just about. School is away til September and now is the time to really get our hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt; I feel for the ones that are struggling,I wish I could assure you that there will be no cracks in your precious stained glass dreams, but the future holds no guarantees, only mysteries. It feels like watching graceful warriors bleed when your feet are cemented to the ground and your lungs have already given out.&lt;br /&gt; I recall those days and those nights, though it feels now it was another life, so perfectly the memories still bring tears to my eyes. And I'll never look back and feel sad because I'll always remember your smile and the sincerity when it flashed at me. How simple life can be is truly amazing to me, and I'm so glad for every moment that I've had, good or bad, and everything I have learned and the fact that I'm still so ignorant and naive in so many ways that I don't even understand. I'm so excited to see what life I'll lead. &lt;br /&gt;  Distance keeps me in check. Sometimes I need to step away to really put the pieces together. I tend to feel down now and again, but living and feeling miserable just doesn't make sense to me, there's way too much to be appreciated about this wonder. I wish everyone would just slow down, look around, and realize exactly what's going on. &lt;br /&gt;What do you love? Who makes you laugh? How should you spend your time? What makes you feel like you? Who are you? Questions keep us guessing. An endless search, even when you grow up, life's still an adventure. We've got reality in the palm of our hands, let's show it a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down, you keep me sound. &lt;br /&gt;            &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:87283</id>
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    <title>you know what you know</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T18:02:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T18:02:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The fever burns through the frenzy,&lt;br /&gt;keeping us warm through the final chills of the season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we collect ourselves and cooperate casual-like&lt;br /&gt; in the fields, beneath the grey sky, &lt;br /&gt;we chase dreams and dance in banter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we thrive,&lt;br /&gt;catching the stars in each others' eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the silence out in the distance&lt;br /&gt;keeps the beat and the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hep, hep,&lt;br /&gt;Among the trees,&lt;br /&gt; and all along,&lt;br /&gt;we're doin' just fine</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:86892</id>
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    <title>if you want to sing out, sing out</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T05:42:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T05:42:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Down the hall of mirrors I caught a glimpse&lt;br /&gt; of my inhibitions and the circles that spin&lt;br /&gt;like the merry go round where we used to play&lt;br /&gt;    Stretching on, I made my way through, &lt;br /&gt;past the past filled with beautiful distortions&lt;br /&gt;of a reality that adapts so gracefully for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Blackthornes in my side, can't stop wondering about the wilderness in my mind</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:86547</id>
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    <title>Well...how did I get here?</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T21:10:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-13T21:10:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't wait to explore the summer in Rhode Island once again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many creatures have crossed my path,&lt;br /&gt;creating changes and curing curiosity. &lt;br /&gt;I find myself among the wildlife,&lt;br /&gt; in the depths of the jungle, &lt;br /&gt;lost in the midst of a small-town,&lt;br /&gt;undetected by the consistent.&lt;br /&gt;  You'll find your way by the guiding streetlight&lt;br /&gt;in a clear state of mind, with an open heart, &lt;br /&gt;ready to tango with time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There's so much ahead, but I feel as if I've already seen the greatest beauty in life, and I'm amazed to find that we've got a long way to go before get back to where we're going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :) what a life to live</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:86424</id>
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    <title>wait and see!</title>
    <published>2009-03-05T22:25:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-05T22:30:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used to watch the lions swim across the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we had the time, we'd ask them for a line, &lt;br /&gt;         on the receiving end was a roar that gave us something to strive for.&lt;br /&gt; I saw the heart of the lion, in an instant, and the memory never escapes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woods kept secrets, the winds taunted our curiosity as we ventured deep through the green and brown, teasing mother nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the fields, stretching far beyond our intentions there was an outline of something we could not yet define. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Confusion and companionship were a guiding light but&lt;br /&gt;it was the sky that kept me sound as sleep through the journey,and something on the inside keeps me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; proud to be me, &lt;br /&gt;  the lions will see</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:86032</id>
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    <title>Overcooked vegetables make me sick</title>
    <published>2009-01-23T23:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T23:33:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're halfway back to where we came from, and it feels as if it's been so long, but you know, time has always been a trick, deciding when to stop and start, without a consideration for your self. Consideration is key. Consider your self. And the rest, above all, no one is the same and no one is the great. You are who you are and we can all bring something to the table, if we find it's worth the bother. A bother, not a bother, but a matter, does it matter? To find an answer? Have you been peering through the looking glass? Have you seen what you had not in the past? We're depending on something which ultimately may be nothing, but it will be worth it if you make it,because life is all in what you make of it.The key, you see, is to simply be, and live free, accept yourself and the rest and it will be all for the best. Change is inevitable, but it is also a form which we can fit to suit ourselves.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:85900</id>
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    <title>itsinuse @ 2009-01-13T09:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-13T14:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-13T14:44:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I closed my eyes, to let myself drift away to someplace familiar. I saw trees and scenes, it was you and me, like it used to be, swimming upstream.  I felt the warm May air blowing through my hair, and in an instant, it was the month of October, and you asked me to surrender. I made my peace when the seasons changed, and I was ready to carry your pain. Through the snow, weight on my shoulders, I had a feeling warm as a campfire, when I opened my eyes, I sighed, realizing reality had once again escaped me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:85512</id>
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    <title>Nauseated from your sense of direction</title>
    <published>2008-12-17T03:22:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-17T03:22:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Are we ready?  &lt;br /&gt; Is there a way to ever know? &lt;br /&gt; We must decide for ourselves from within who we'll be and when life begins. &lt;br /&gt;The fury of struggle, the oppression of expansion and creation, drives us like nails under the hammer. We can build, and rebuild and destroy, in an instant we become our own God and our own Demons. The sky opens up when you're ready to relate, and the clouds are cause for comfort on your off days. &lt;br /&gt; Forcible living won't pay off, my senses tell me you're not really in as deep as you think. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   There's a reason to keep stepping even after you've tripped,&lt;br /&gt;        don't let it get you down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head high, I can see the fight in your eyes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:85305</id>
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    <title>life's no storybook</title>
    <published>2008-12-03T04:32:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T06:54:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In the dead of winter,&lt;br /&gt; bury my skin and bones&lt;br /&gt; under the glistening snow,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make dirtangels underground&lt;br /&gt;and restore hope in heavy hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll throw snow and catch colds,&lt;br /&gt; curse the air and build igloos.&lt;br /&gt;The night will cover us like a comforter&lt;br /&gt; when we're aching after a short day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chills silence our voices,&lt;br /&gt; and we take the time to remember&lt;br /&gt;where we've been and who we were as&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia tingles up our spines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the snow so thick &lt;br /&gt;and the wind so quick&lt;br /&gt;it nearly carried me away,&lt;br /&gt;and I was ready when the hail came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body trembles, words fade &lt;br /&gt;as I watch carefully for ice patches.&lt;br /&gt;All around me, white flakes celebrate,&lt;br /&gt; in the dead of winter, &lt;br /&gt;we're awaiting the new day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:85215</id>
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    <title>Because it takes too much to be yourself</title>
    <published>2008-11-16T16:30:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-16T16:30:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My clouds; my friends,&lt;br /&gt;the sky; my being.&lt;br /&gt;the stars burn high,&lt;br /&gt;thriving through the night.&lt;br /&gt;The moon; my subconscious mind,&lt;br /&gt;sheds the guiding light.&lt;br /&gt;shadows dance in groups&lt;br /&gt;at intersections under streetlights.&lt;br /&gt;Far from the sirens and traffic noise,&lt;br /&gt;the insects harmonize with the trees.&lt;br /&gt;And at the darkest hours of night,&lt;br /&gt; silence sweeps away the sins&lt;br /&gt;of what will soon be yesterday.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:84931</id>
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    <title>choosingascript</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T20:09:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T20:09:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We have the ability, and each day there's a buildup of waste, collected by the passive and distracted. I understand procrastination, I know how it is to feel like being is just enough, but time, though it seems to be against us, constantly falling short or dragging on, is the structure that tames our species. Of course, it can be defied in those moments when you've realized that hours have passed in the blink of an eye, or when an hour seems to stretch on for years. The lack of appreciation weighs heavy on my heart, but I carry on. And I admire those who do the same, as well as the ones who don't quite know their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry, worry, worry, such a shame to bother&lt;br /&gt;heads turn, unphased, in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;Worry, worry, worry, well someone ought to bother&lt;br /&gt;caution signs, warnings unheard, lessons learned.&lt;br /&gt;Worrym worry, worry, it's good to be a bother</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:84547</id>
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    <title>itsinuse @ 2008-09-30T15:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-30T19:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-30T19:25:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's you, it's always been you.&lt;br /&gt;   When I was young and stupid you showed me what was wrong and right,&lt;br /&gt; you kept my hopes up in  the midst of my failures,&lt;br /&gt;       made my skin tingle with your words.&lt;br /&gt;    You, the hero that doesn't even know how much you revived me.&lt;br /&gt; Thankyou dearly and sincerely&lt;br /&gt;     you are the reason for what I'm after. &lt;br /&gt;         and you'll be the one in mind when I achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;         Always in my heart, on the tip of my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;                 legends never die.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:84460</id>
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    <title>In  the farmhouse it'll be alright</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T06:55:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T06:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am grateful and proud and heavy-hearted all at once. Every moment has it's beauty and it's breakdown. I wish so much that every being could see it all in the same light, but life has it's complications. However, I keep my spirits high in hopes that it will change minds, but force is not a card I can play. &lt;br /&gt;       There are many shames but few regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Thankyou all&lt;br /&gt;and I've always had faith in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:84072</id>
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    <title>Happiness is a warm gun</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T06:04:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T06:04:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The stretch of reality broadens our perception&lt;br /&gt;and moves us forward as our blissful ignorance cries out helplessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't escape evolving ourselves to the changes&lt;br /&gt;that dominate and corrupt us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or worse&lt;br /&gt;indecisive we stand,&lt;br /&gt;prepared for the fall.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:83849</id>
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    <title>making any sense</title>
    <published>2008-08-01T17:51:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-01T17:51:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The year is passing with laughter&lt;br /&gt;Heavy on our hearts are the thoughts that haunt our minds&lt;br /&gt;we waste time, striving for freedom,&lt;br /&gt;boxing with existence&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know you're strong,&lt;br /&gt; I can see determination in your body language&lt;br /&gt;and I feel the power of your mind pushing against mine&lt;br /&gt; Colliding, connecting, interpreting&lt;br /&gt; do what you do for clarity&lt;br /&gt; we'll meet back on the same page when we're ready</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:83534</id>
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    <title>dramamine</title>
    <published>2008-07-19T16:51:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T16:51:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Summer's swimming by, &lt;br /&gt; trying to outdo ourselves&lt;br /&gt; we push the breaking point&lt;br /&gt;  then stop and stare&lt;br /&gt; never set, always steady&lt;br /&gt;Will you fall before the leaves turn?&lt;br /&gt; Taking chances, shifting balance&lt;br /&gt; July never seemed so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time&lt;br /&gt; if you believe it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:83421</id>
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    <title>In your eyes</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T18:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-28T18:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I push myself to the ground&lt;br /&gt;just to test my resistance.&lt;br /&gt;  I like to keep history close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;just for the sake of appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It's never too late &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              We could spend every night trying to reach the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:83070</id>
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    <title>You can't see</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T18:29:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T18:29:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The rain is washing our summer skin. &lt;br /&gt;                Save the moments for the stories you'll be sharing&lt;br /&gt;       There's going to be a resurrection of our senses.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinuse:82764</id>
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    <title>Above and beyond</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T17:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T17:28:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's a long way back from this track, but we're pushing forward like we always have, with force and strong will. I know there are a lot of questions still haunting our minds, but the answers come with time. The weather's warming up to us, but it seems we've lost ourselves along the way. The great words of major influences, of sound minds, is what keeps us in confidence. There's no reason to be so sure, but hey, sometimes you just know where you're headed.&lt;br /&gt;       I'm still bitter about the winter, but the nostalgia brings me back to a time when I felt young, and the world was something new to me. I remember every moment that mattered. Feeling broken for so long, and then you came along and fixed me. The build-up is what we live for. The climax, well, that moment just prepares us for the end. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make much sense, but if you can, find comfort in the words.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Time is worth wasting and if you don't agree, you don't waste it well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Tired of feeling the negativity from lives past, well don't you worry, there's a new light just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sucked out the feeling?</content>
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    <title>itsinuse @ 2008-01-22T16:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T21:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T21:22:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My heart goes out to the ones that are getting by, time after time, keeping their heads up high.I know you're going to make it.&lt;br /&gt; And the ones that just can't get it together, they just need to open their eyes. Take in your surroundings and decide on your personal priorities: what is life about, for you, personally? &lt;br /&gt; What do you wish to achieve? How can you do so? It's not a matter of living up to standards that you haven't set yourself. It's finding your &lt;b&gt;self&lt;/b&gt; and tending to it as best as you can. Don't think too much, don't hesitate, and never give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It's simple if you try. Just live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not positivity, it's reality, you see?</content>
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    <title>only in dreams</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T23:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T23:59:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The state of mind is what captures me all the time. Not physically, rather just the thought of the state of mind, how it works, how it overpowers and influences behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's amazing how the taste of chicken noodle can bring me back to when I was seven.  How the smell of rain make me fifteen again, how they changing leaves remind me of a time I was young and free in spirit, high on the adrenaline of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It's wonderful that I can hang on to the past in a positive way and not feel bad about the present or the future. That's how it is when you find the light inside yourself, the answer, the key to glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        You don't know what it's all about, until you see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; See for your self.</content>
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    <title>NostalgiaInTheSkies</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T05:35:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T05:35:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I was younger I loved Friday nights because I could stay up late on the computer and download music or play the Sims for hours.  &lt;br /&gt;           Winter always brought fond memories, but every time the seasons change from leaves falling to snowflakes, I start to get bitter.&lt;br /&gt;     Autumn has always felt like a secret I can't wait to share. You know the feeling I mean, when you know something that's amazing, and it fills your body with energy, so much so that you feel you're about to burst, and you're just anticipating the right moment to share it with the world. &lt;br /&gt;  I love the feeling of Autumn, but something's changed this year, the season of fall has just begun, and winter's already knockin' on my door.&lt;br /&gt; I'm feeling optimistic, or maybe I'm just not thinking too much into much, if you get my sense of sentence structure, conveying ideas in an impractical way. That's just the way I've always practiced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like word associations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Music is the reason&lt;br /&gt;                                    I make it through the changing seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I like to rhyme)</content>
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    <title>Wedon'tcarewhatpeoplesay</title>
    <published>2007-10-14T16:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-14T16:39:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Words are important.&lt;br /&gt;                   Learn your words, and use them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've seen some ugly sights these past few nights,&lt;br /&gt;         but I've seen worse in peoples' eyes&lt;br /&gt;           The intentions beat the actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Words. Interpret them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Bitches. !~</content>
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    <title>CapritropicalpunchyouinthefaCe</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T15:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T15:18:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All signs of summer have gone and left me shivering in the sunlight. The change of the seasons, and everyone is neatly tucked into their little routines. It's going to be a long winter, but I think we'll make it. I've seen a lot of bonds fall apart over the years, and the end of the world no longer phases me. I'm ready for a revolution, but no one has the time.</content>
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    <title>When I get to the bottom</title>
    <published>2007-09-15T14:45:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-15T14:45:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm watching the world change and the people evolve. It's funny that moving forward, for most people, seems to mean forgetting the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I guess that's one way to do it.</content>
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