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		<title>The Ant &#8211; WIP</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 11:19:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The black ant is going home the grain of sugar is heavy the scent is long lost and he needs to hunt for it. Bloodhounds can&#8217;t do better but the queen is waiting his life has no meaning it is hers after all. His fellow ants will greet him they won&#8217;t know his name his [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=22&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>To N</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 05:29:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[we still have so much left to say i hope you won&#8217;t leave &#8211; don&#8217;t go now the hours, the years, the minutes will stay our limbs entwined in moonlight play even when we know, it still seems wow we still have so much left to say not even the rain will fall today not [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=21&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Potato</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 13:05:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i have no mouth and must scream my eyes will follow the knife&#8217;s descent i can only hope that it&#8217;s a dream my skin is tattered like a paper&#8217;s ream i feel every shard, every rent i have no mouth and must scream i don&#8217;t see any tears that will stream i wasn&#8217;t noticed when [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=18&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Laugh</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:36:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[you should laugh this is the theatre of absurdity nothing which you do now has been done before nothing which you want will you get again the tears you have cried have flowed through the valleys of your hopes and dreams you were lost and looking the map of your world is written in a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=17&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sadness and loving</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 12:09:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I sleep badly at nights, tossing and turning the dreams away You were awake, meanwhile, on the sofa, in the other room, surfing the net, or watching tv, or maybe even staring out of the window at the huge beautiful dark scary tree outside You come to bed, I lie still, hoping you won&#8217;t notice, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=15&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>In Memoriam &#8211; Ram</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 04:36:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[An unpoem, for my oldest friend I can&#8217;t remember the first time we met. You were a few hours old, I was told. I was all grown up by then, a huge three months. And later too, I don&#8217;t remember the first hi&#8217;s. No akwardness even then like we had always known each other from [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=14&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Learning</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 13:09:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[you watched as i typed one word at a time so as not to confuse you do you understand, a nod, hesitant and so i turn back to the screen point and click wait for the page (whydidn&#39;tyougetbroadbandslow) to load and then there! it&#39;s simple; another nod, slow now you try, getting up waiting for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=13&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The flowers bloom yellow</title>
		<link>http://aditseng.wordpress.com/2006/02/07/the-flowers-bloom-yellow/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2006 12:33:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The flowers bloom yellow in the field My father&#8217;s voice comes and sings to me When will it be time to yield The time has gone, the bells have pealed The world somehow has ceased to be The flowers bloom yellow in the field The stick has come for me to wield Why the urge [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=11&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Today</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 12:51:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today it seems so hard almost impossible you start here, somewhere the somewhen was a time ago when I was younger, braver I am not Sisyphus the rock does not always fall down but the mountain I climb is infinite, a dim view like Everest from the South Pole Today it seems like it won&#8217;t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=10&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Always downhill</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 09:51:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aditya</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[He is standing at the bottom, panting with hopelessness. He has been here before and knows what will come next. He was mighty once he captured death in his arms and old men did not die till Ares could free him He will lift his strong arms, and push against the mighty rock. His broad [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=aditseng.wordpress.com&amp;blog=55505&amp;post=9&amp;subd=aditseng&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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