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		<title>The Nationalist</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 19:48:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bound at the wrists, Mounted upon my horse, I had been escorted from my home. Without any explanation, The journey remained silent, Save for a few songs. I now know my sentence, Without jury or trial, Is being carried out. This last ride of mine Will come shortly to its end, And I to mine. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Battle of Vorochta</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[On my knees, I stare at my saber, Forever stained with the blood of my enemies. With the blade of another at my throat, I wait here, patiently. &#8220;Surrender, Cossack!&#8221; They demand. I look up to the heavens, searching for an answer. This is the end. I thought, My life ends today, regardless. I agree [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Steppe Father</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Brothers lost, Lands soaked in blood, Sometimes I forget why I go on. Riding through the steppes, Galloping through the fields, The wind caresses my face. The thought of my family Gives me the strength to complete My journey home. This is why I fight. Our land, our people. Our freedom. Share and Enjoy:]]></description>
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		<title>Condensation Nuclei</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 00:43:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sitting in the steppes, Absorbing nature&#8217;s tears, I look up and see the moon, Thinking hope is just over the horizon. I&#8217;m soaking wet, from head to toe and all around. The rain disappears, it vanishes. As do my sorrows. Share and Enjoy:]]></description>
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		<title>Toe. Heel. 1, 2, 3.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 06:49:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Toe. Heel. 1, 2, 3. I&#8217;ve got your eye. Toe. Heel. 1, 2, 3. You&#8217;re impressed. Toe. Heel. 1, 2, 3. You shuffle back and spin. Toe. Heel. 1, 2, 3. I&#8217;m down on one knee. You sit on the other. You kiss me on the cheek. Your beads spill all over. Share and Enjoy:]]></description>
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		<title>The Berry Picker</title>
		<link>http://www.vorochta5.com/2009/06/04/the-berry-picker/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 21:47:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was just there, gathering some berries. With hair as golden as wheat, Eyes as blue as the sky. Bosom like the Carpathian. I leaped forward and she turned to me. Unimpressed by my appearance, I began to dance. I danced with her. We spun in circles. She dropped her basket. She kissed me. I [...]]]></description>
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