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		<title><![CDATA[Story #3 "Love Overboard" Pt.2]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_881</link>
		<description><![CDATA[When the time came for Aris to stop asking for what was not for her.  She realized that she had gained incredible strength.  In her prayers that night she talked to God.  This is what she said; God, I]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 03:00:35 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Story #2 "The Unrehearsed Meeting"]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_834</link>
		<description><![CDATA[When I saw her again. It was a spring day near the beach. Yes the birds were singing and butterflies were fluttering, flowers were blooming, and music was playing. We both stood there looking at each ]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 04:16:41 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Story #3 "Love Overboard"]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_833</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Aris loved this man. She wanted no other.  He would always say, when I get home, we’ll talk more about us.  That time never came.  He’d always find a way to put it off.  He never understood the fr]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 04:02:35 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Uncomfortable Family Issues]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_817</link>
		<description><![CDATA[ Excerpt from Warlock Angel by Sharon young Bishop©2008-2010( Preface: It is amazingly funny how the living and the dead so often come together, yet the living don't even know it)I suppose the funera]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 10:21:10 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[The One You Love]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_795</link>
		<description><![CDATA[  The One You LoveShe would have gladly traded her necessity for air and resigned without contest to the quiet of death, if she were guaranteed that he would love her forever. But he didn't love her. ]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 12:58:49 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Yeah... She a ho..(Some peeps not gonna like this)]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_730</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Yeah.... she a ho..And its about time you fake bitches start giving these hoes thier props.   I mean look at the facts. .... This ho so bad, she had to hire a receptionist to take all the phone calls ]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 02:36:38 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Yeah...He a ho.. (They not gonna like this either)]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_729</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Yeah… he  a ho, he  not a pimp and he sure not a  playa.  HE’S A MUTHER FUCKING HO. I’m so tired of society classifying men as pimps and playas because they done slept with 10 to 15 women too ma]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 02:34:04 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[i&#39;m not american[imagine that.]]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_722</link>
		<description><![CDATA[///just killin time.''me and my friend were looking through some comics in the early 70's;we were talking about ''hero's'' and the likes.he had an older brother who was an ''a-hole ''and alot older th]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 06:42:00 -0500</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Story #1 "The End"]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_578</link>
		<description><![CDATA[  What would I do if I saw her ever again?  She was surely one that was loved in the past, but the hurt she caused was enough to last a lifetime.  Not kind at all with her wicked ways that not only co]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 19:59:29 -0600</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Miriam Makabe we shall miss you, we mourn you.]]></title>
		<link>http://www.poeticspace.com/forum/posts/id_547</link>
		<description><![CDATA[ Ndim Bernard Ngouche Says: November 12, 2008 at 7:47 pm  Mariam Makeba we miss you and mourn your sudden departure. We are comforted by the simple fact that your works shall forever stay tall and str]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 14:04:14 -0600</pubDate>
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