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		<title>Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 23:12:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A world of darkness, White ash in the wind, No cure for sadness, Eyes gone blind. Scream for me and cry, Scream for me and die. A world of sorrow, White Bones in the sands, There is no tomorrow, There are no amends. Scream for me and cry, Scream for me and die. Paint time, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bilderbuchehe</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 02:59:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Du fühlst dich einsam? Ich weiß, Liebster. Ach, ich weiß. Und ich bin dir kein außergewöhnlich großer Trost, nicht wahr? Deine Sinne spielen wegen mir schon lange nicht mehr verrückt, das erledigt heute dein Alkohol. Ich sitze den ganzen, lieben Tag mit dir in diesem Wohnzimmer, in der Hoffnung du würdest mich irgendetwas fragen. Irgendetwas. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Last Summer</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 17:14:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[(edited version) For hours we’d waded side by side through a yellowish sea of rough grass without exchanging a word. Words were unnecessary then, all we needed were a few soft moments of peace It was the end of August. The sun had disappeared behind the forest, leaving behind the last rosy traces of yet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lethe</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 12:22:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wake up next to you on a dilapidated bus heading to an unknown destination. I feel like I’ve been sleeping for at least a century. I don’t know how I got here, nor do I know why. I look around myself, puzzled, and realise that there’s not a soul on this old vehicle except [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Insomnia</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 03:22:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I used to fall into a strange dream in which I woke up next to a dead man because I did not love him enough I had that same dream until I left all the lovers I didn’t love enough to rot like forgotten flowers I used to tumble into a nightmare in which I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Solitude</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 11:44:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The white of your eyes is aflame. It&#8217;s as crimson as the blood which floods through your veins and makes your heart palpitate against my hand. Your shiny sweat is pearling down your temples, joining the tears streaming down your cheeks. I lock you in my arms and press you tightly against me so that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>(Resistance to) Erasure</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[(Edited version) I close my eyes and run my fingers over my withered lips. I always think I feel his gentle kiss But it only is a soft breeze deluding my senses. The memories are fading little by little every day. It hurts me when I feel I will not forget his spirit as he [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Morning After</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2011 20:23:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leti</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[He awakens with a metallic taste in his mouth. He blinks a few times, then rubs the deep sleep out of his swollen eyes. The naked, white ceiling stares at him. It must be very early, still. He can feel the raw violence of the morning in his intoxicated veins. He turns his throbbing head [...]]]></description>
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		<title>This is to You, My Beloved Stranger</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 20:41:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think - I do believe - I am madly in love with you, dear stranger. It is absurd, isn&#8217;t it? How peculiar, How utterly curious, How very strange it is to feel like this&#8230; Like you are deeply, truthfully in love with a stranger. With a lovely stranger, A spiritual stranger, indeed. I try [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bilderrahmen in der Nacht</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 01:02:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Serge</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[world apart]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Als der Wecker klingelt bin ich schon lange wach, bekleidet, geduscht. Ich sitze schon eine ganze Zeit hier, ich warte auf den Alarm; erst summt dann vibriert es im Kasten, dann erst schrillt der Blechton durch meinen Morgen. Knopf drücken, durchatmen. Ich habe Müßiggang, kann noch eine Weile sitzen bleiben; ich starre auf die Uhr. [...]]]></description>
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