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		<title>Life?</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/life/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My corpse turns against me.

Breath does not breathe,

life does not live,

tears do not fall,

balance is not more!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=218&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Pen To Paper</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/pen-to-paper/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:46:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Burn]]></category>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://wellread1.wordpress.com/?p=214</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[My pen touch paper - What will it write? Will the ink flow love across these measured lines? Perhaps hate or avarice it will reveal? &#160; Will these words find my next meal? Or will I starve – be bereft of everything in hopes, in dreams of making it big? &#160; My pen touch paper [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=214&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Why Me?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:34:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Face]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why me, oh God, do You despise?

Am I that wretched, but a pauper's child?<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=210&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Hazards of Growing UP</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/the-hazards-of-growing-up/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:25:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once I was a little girl, but no more.

I spent time dreaming of love on a golden shore.

Marriage and love and all that shines,

are swept away by the waves of time.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=208&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Lame</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/lame/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:23:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Look at that lame joker!

He so broke, he stopped

being a tired ass smoker!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=206&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Feeling Fine? You Lyin&#8217;.</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/11/14/feeling-fine-you-lyin/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:20:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I'm feeling fine.

Got not a dime,

not a cent.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=202&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Master Plan-The Master&#8217;s Plan</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2009/08/02/the-master-plan-the-masters-plan/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 23:49:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Damn God and His angels. Damn Satan and his imps. Damn this world and all that’s in it. Are we pawns? Subjects to the whims and fancies of beings we had no hand in making? Pieces in a convoluted game of power we can not wield? I am tired of playing and being played. Moved [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=187&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Diner &#8211; updated 04/05/09</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2008/12/14/the-diner/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 00:07:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vince was sitting in the corner booth of his least favorite diner, Blue Sunday. It was Christmas Eve and as was usual for this time of year, the diner was filled with a hodgepodge of yuletide wishers, home-sick truck drivers and sundry other characters just passing through town. The sounds of angry car horns and Christmas carolers invaded the compact room as the ‘pretty-boy’ in a business suite opened the glass doors; no one seemed to notice except Vince. He noticed everything. <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wellread1.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5835128&amp;post=55&amp;subd=wellread1&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Carnival Chpt.2</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2008/12/13/19/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 05:15:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 2



Two figures, one tall and one diminutive in size, made their way through the night.  Though pools of yellow light spilled out from the surrounding tents and incandescent light bulbs dangled above from crisscrossing wires, the slow walking pair kept to the dark narrow path that would lead them to the smaller figure’s caravan.

 

Ben Tilson treaded behind the diminutive woman at a much closer distance than he was use to.  As they made their way pass the magician’s Purple ‘n Gold tent, escaping swatches of light illuminated the worry on his face.  
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		<title>Carnival Chpt. 1</title>
		<link>http://wellread1.wordpress.com/2008/12/13/7/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 04:32:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saint In Training</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 1

 

She reached for the ebony wig that would complete her costume.  She had several more just as black sitting atop wooden heads in her cupboard.  Her own hair had once been long and thick and silky black like a raven’s wings.  She’d been the envy of every woman in the camp.  She studied herself now in the floor length mirror dulled and darkened from age and smoke and made a few last adjustments to her dress.  It was blood-red in color with glass beads hand-sewn across the low-cut bosom.  The hem was nothing more than black sequin tassels that fell just below her small posterior.  She reached both hands to her face and pinched her cheeks once again trying in vain to bring some color to her sallow complexion.  

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