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			<title>Peggy's Paper Dolls - Collected</title>
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			<description>Brian scanned the walls of the same corridor that had become so familiar to him over the past few years. As he entered through door number thirty-two, a tremendous wave of emotion swept over him, and he had to fight not to drown in it. His sister's face lit up with a vibrant smile and that special twinkle in her eyes, as it always did whenever she saw him.



Peggy was seven years old. She charmed everyone that knew her with her undying enthusiasm. She would talk non-stop to a listening ear,  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 17:08:05 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Blue sky - Collected</title>
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			<description>Tim looked up and gave the sky a nod.



'Clear... Blue... Good day to fly,' he thought.



He crunched through the pine needles towards the tree's wide trunk - a serious face and a thumping heart. Tim sat heavily and leaned against rough bark to retie a shoelace. He paused to breathe in the warm mushroom scents rising from the ground. A shy smile crept to his eyes.



'Updraft - perfect flying conditions,' he told himself.



No one looked around to see Tim tug the bulging backpack higher onto  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 16:43:29 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Love and Time</title>
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			<description>Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, 

&quot;Richness, can you  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 16:36:47 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The 4 wives - Collected</title>
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			<description>There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best. 

He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men. 

He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 16:25:19 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Hearts and Minds - Collected</title>
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			<description>The soldier has a hangover. Too many Bundies the night before and no breakfast. Every time the ancient Toyota hits a rut his guts heave. The old lady with the Magpie beanie stares at him impassively. He could do with a snack from his ration pack but it might be rude to open it in front of these people.



The old man in the front turns around. 'You wan' eat goanna?' He chuckles. 'You white-fellas like bush tucker.' 



Great. They're going to stop off and go hunting before they drop him off at  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 16:22:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A Dozen Christmas Roses</title>
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			<description>Walter was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow.

Walter didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Walter had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas gift.

He shook his head as he thought, &quot;This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 18:30:46 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Perfect Heart</title>
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			<description>One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. 

The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. 

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said &quot;Why your heart is not  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 09:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Tree, Leaf and Wind</title>
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			<description>Tree

People call me &quot;Tree&quot;.

I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl who I love alot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, goodfigure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was thatI felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I wasalso afraid that after we were together  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 08:33:19 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Salty Coffee</title>
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			<description> 

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. 

 At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. 

 They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home... suddenly he asked the waiter: &quot;would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.&quot;  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 08:13:29 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>TWO TEARDROPS...</title>
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			<description>Two little teardrops were floating down the river of life. One drop said to the other, &quot;I am the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him.&quot; Who are you? &quot;Well, I am the teardrop of the girl who won him.&quot;

Love is very strange. Love is unconditional commitment to an imperfect individual. You need it but when you love, it's like destining yourself for pain. You become addicted and dependent on the person. You become strong and at the same time, you open yourself up to  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 08:08:15 GMT</pubDate>
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