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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 19:00:21 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[angels online .. zues<3]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ ZUES
iff i have foregotten to tell! i play one zues xP...
after GAEA came it stinks in zues... please come an play wiith me! will have lots off fun!
btw.. my name in zues is "solveig13" im allways happy to meet new people! dun call me boring.. cus that word dun connect with me.. my lvl there is 63.. havnt sadly played fore weekss.. like fore real. but ill be back &lt;3
solve.. ^.^]]>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 12:17:44 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[To busy x.x]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[im sorry guys... im to busy to give out my other poems... left.. 5 6 7 8 9 and 10 :/ but ill give them out in september xD so wait fore them!!! 
haavee fun all! cya in september! 
x.x]]>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 09:14:52 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[HELP ME!! picture problem >.<]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ 
HI
i wont to make my BLOGG more interseting! 
but i have one big problem then.. i dun get how i upload ma pictures! 
I have written down the URL... but when i finsih it never shows upp.. 
:/ now how u upload pictures! ? now how to fix ma problem?
please help! 

solve ^.^]]>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 12:41:00 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[love my dog<3]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ 
 
 
 
 
LOVE MY DOG...  
 
Come check out my albums!  
 
  check out the album named: love my dogs&lt;3   
 
ull find pictures off the wonderfull Newfoundlander dog i got now.. thats an dog that can get really high... over 70cm an the female dogs weight is; 60-65kg an the male dog about 80... and NO they arnt overweight! they are such an beautifull dogs!.. the collors on them are;     
 
BLACK    
 
BRROWN    
 
BLACK with WHITE spots    
 
  I have had dogs since was born. they have an specall place in my heart&lt;3 but the first Newfoundlander we got was an boy called Birk.. but he had ME in hes legss an one day i came from school i got the devestatin news that our foure years old dog,, was put to sleep... we voodnt let him suffer... but some mounths later my sorrow was still there, but i still love dogs an we decided to get an new Newfoundlander that we called ZIndy.. ( ull ind pictures off her in mu album ) shes two yearsold now..    
 
  Dun be scared off theM! and if the behaveour is aufull.. dun blame that dog! blame the owners who rased them wrong! keep puppy mills away from the earth! :/    
 
ill write more about the Newfoundlander. and about were they came from and wuth they are used fore! &lt;3  ]]>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 12:11:06 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[angels off love affairs]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ 3. ANGEL OF FLIGHT AND SLEIGH BELLS
                          Angel of flight and sleigh bells, do u know paralysis,                                                  that ether house were your arms and legs are cement?                                      You are as still as a yardstick. You have a dolls kiss.                                              The brain whirls a fit. The brain is not evident.                                                   I have gone to that same place without a germ or stroke.                              a little solo act-that lady with the brain that stroke.
                                       In this fashion I have become a tree.                                                          I have become a vase you can pick up or drop at will,                                                  inanimate at last. What unusual luck!                                                               My body passively resisting. Part of the leftovers.                                              Part off the kill. Angels of flight, you soarer, you flapper,                           you floater, you gull that grows out of my back in the dreams I prefer,
                                          stay near. But give me the totem.                                                                Give me the shut eye where I stand in stone                                       shoes as the worlds bicycle goes by. ]]>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 11:24:25 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[Angels off love affairs]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[2. ANGEL OF CLEAN SHEETS
                            Angel if clean sheets, do u know bedbugs?                                                 Once in the madhouse they came like specks of cinnamon                                                             as I lay in a cave of drugs,                                                                                 as old as a dog, as quiet as a skeleton.                                                                  little bits of dried blood. One hundred marks                                                         upon the sheet. One hundred kisses in the dark.                                                         White sheets smelling of soap and Clorox                                                       Have nothing to do with this night of darkness from the soal                                       nothing to do with barred windows and multiple locks                                                    and all the webbing in the bed, the ultimate recoil.                                                      I have slept in silk and in red and in black.                                                    I have slept on sand and, on fall night, a haystack.                      
                 I have known a crib. I have known the tuck-in of a child                       but inside my hair waits the night I was defiled.]]>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 01:50:02 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[Angels off love affairs]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ Listen to the story
in the coming ten days ill be given out 10 poems. one fore each day.. just lean back an read think fore an long time over it.. can u see yourself in some off the verses.. ? does it have an meaning.?
Angels off love affairs: 
    
     1. ANGEL OF THE FIRE AND GENITALS 
                             Angel of the fire and genitals, do u know slime,                                                       that green mama who first forced me to sing.                                                                   who put me first in latrine,                                                                                  that pantomime of brown where                                                                               I was beggar and she was king?                                                                  I said, ´The devil is down that festering hole.´                                                              Then he bit me an took over my soul.                                                                   Fire woman, you of the ancient flame,                                                               you of the Bunsen burner, you of the candle,                                                        you of the blast furnace, you of the barbecue,                                                                    you of the fierce solar energy,                                                                  Mademoiselle, tame some ice, take some show,                                            take a month of rain and you would gutter in the dark,                                       cracking up your brain.            
                                Mother of fire, let me stand at your devouring gate                                                               as the sun dies in your arms                                                   and you loosen its terrible weight.
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			<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 06:58:38 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[when we danced<3]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ WHEN WE DANCED

Soft gentle stare.. 
Warm tender touch.. 
You took my hand
 And we danced.. 

Arms around me.. 
Light dragging moves.. 
cheek warm against mine.. 
breathing deep from the soul.. 

Long have I searched
 finally I have found When u took my hand... 

And we danced]]>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 11:28:22 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[~LOVE~]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[ 
 
LOVE LOVE AND LOVE 

What is it with love
That makes me
Then breaks me?  

When I love
Do I truly love? 
Is it really love
 Or do i think that I love?.. 

Maybe I just love being in love
 Or love the idea of being in love..? 

 
 
I spent my whole life chasing love. In the end one thing I truly love.. Could just be the meir pursuit of love..             
 
 
           
 
 
 
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			<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 10:27:33 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[serveys]]></title>
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			<![CDATA[well.. to start up with im from Norway an the serveys here stinks! everytime i do an servey that it stands "free" on i never get to do the serveys complete, cus it allways have something to do with my selphone an when i trie to complete I allways have to pay.. an that doesnt make it an "free" servey.. with means that IGG actully lies! ? or is it something i havnt gotten informes off? iff u now more about this pleaz give me some comments!
 an after all shoodent stand that we can get lots off free points, when many off us never get free" serveys an have to pay after all.. maby u got different serveys in USA ?. an other placess but not many poeple get free serveys.
i hate when this happens, and im not able to do any other serveys att this moment.. i tinhk we shood have been able to get payed IGG easyer..]]>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 03:39:07 -0500</pubDate>
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