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		<title>Make a freaking song out of it if you like it so much ;)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 14:58:30 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Atheism]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Memes]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Syncopations, bits
Hit the naked street
on an empty stomach
Haven’t walked that plain
Months without a day
Haven’t even panicked.
Sort of out of place,
kind of out of time
in a way not really
Syncopations, bits
falling to my wheels,
just an airy feeling.
Sober but withdrawn
Listen to a song,
Threading through ideas.
Weaving state of mind
Weather in decline
All forgiving tears.
It’s a kind of life
Hibernating strife
Subtle, unappealing
Sober [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Syncopations, bits<br />
Hit the naked street<br />
on an empty stomach<br />
Haven’t walked that plain<br />
Months without a day<br />
Haven’t even panicked.<br />
Sort of out of place,<br />
kind of out of time<br />
in a way not really<br />
Syncopations, bits<br />
falling to my wheels,<br />
just an airy feeling.</p>
<p>Sober but withdrawn<br />
Listen to a song,<br />
Threading through ideas.<br />
Weaving state of mind<br />
Weather in decline<br />
All forgiving tears.<br />
It’s a kind of life<br />
Hibernating strife<br />
Subtle, unappealing<br />
Sober but withdrawn<br />
Listen to a song<br />
What a pleasant feeling.</p>
<p>Not without a trace<br />
Do take up my space<br />
Fists are up when needed<br />
Pick a proper fight<br />
Sleep entire night<br />
Breathing unimpeded<br />
Take to face at times<br />
Daring has its price<br />
Rolling with the punches<br />
Had to write this in<br />
Much to my chagrin<br />
Need of human conscience.</p>
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