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			<title>Purslane Supreme Yellow</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 07:05:47 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>My dear,  
can you tell me why 
purslane supreme yellow is in fullest bloom 
as the sun in fullest swing? 
 
My dear, 
if you care to cast a glance,...</description>
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<div style="text-align: center;">My dear, <br />
can you tell me why<br />
purslane supreme yellow is in fullest bloom<br />
as the sun in fullest swing?<br />
<br />
My dear,<br />
if you care to cast a glance,<br />
your heart, <br />
like a tightly-closed bud,<br />
will start to unfurl like vibrant purslane<br />
in passionate sunshine.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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			<title>A Hermit Crab Carrying a Tower</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 04:02:59 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>When very small, 
I wondered  
why you carried a tower 
on your back 
wherever you travelled. 
 
Getting older, 
I knew</description>
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<div style="text-align: center;">When very small,<br />
I wondered <br />
why you carried a tower<br />
on your back<br />
wherever you travelled.<br />
<br />
Getting older,<br />
I knew <br />
it was your borrowed house <br />
in a sandy beach <br />
beside the ocean expanse.<br />
<br />
Now<br />
it dawns on me<br />
we are nothing but migrating birds<br />
without a home<br />
taking a seasonal journey.<br />
<br />
<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[It's Drizzling Again]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 16:02:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[It’s drizzling again, 
and  
I'm thinking of you. 
 
Your shoulder-length silky hair,  
blowing in the air, 
conjures up an autumn of falling leaves....]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS">It’s drizzling again,<br />
and <br />
I'm thinking of you.<br />
<br />
Your shoulder-length silky hair, <br />
blowing in the air,<br />
conjures up an autumn of falling leaves.<br />
<br />
Romantic raindrops kiss you gently <br />
on the dewy eyes,<br />
rolling down the rosy cheeks<br />
like pearls.<br />
<br />
Poetic rain accompanies us<br />
all the way home;<br />
stepping on your misty shadow<br />
in the falling leaves<br />
I am drunk over and over again.</span></blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[A Cat's Shedding Tears]]></title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10904-A-Cat-s-Shedding-Tears</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 07:25:39 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>A cat is shedding 
tears beside a dying mouse 
at a young age 
while the curtain is falling 
on the stage.</description>
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<br />
A cat is shedding<br />
tears beside a dying mouse<br />
at a young age<br />
while the curtain is falling<br />
on the stage.<br />
<br />
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			<title>In Manure, a Most Elegant Flower Grows</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10896-In-Manure-a-Most-Elegant-Flower-Grows</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 01:26:18 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Some wonder 
in manure,  
a most elegant flower grows. 
 
Some snicker 
without a hair,  
a toad wears a pink rose on his head.</description>
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<div style="text-align: center;">Some wonder<br />
in manure, <br />
a most elegant flower grows.<br />
<br />
Some snicker<br />
without a hair, <br />
a toad wears a pink rose on his head.</div></span></blockquote>

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			<title>My Dear, I Have to Say Goodbye!</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 16:27:44 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>My dear, 
 
I have to say goodbye now! 
I have to go with the summer wind 
to find out the meanings of life, 
to see why there are so many flowers on...</description>
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My dear,<br />
<br />
I have to say goodbye now!<br />
I have to go with the summer wind<br />
to find out the meanings of life,<br />
to see why there are so many flowers on earth<br />
as charming as you!<br />
<br />
<br />
When you miss me,<br />
you might as well take a look at the wandering clouds;<br />
floating like them,<br />
I'm traveling everywhere.<br />
<br />
<br />
When you see a shooting star <br />
on a darkest night,<br />
you'll know it's my life~<br />
short <br />
but leaving a delightful trail of light!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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			<title>Day in, Day out</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 07:16:21 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Day in, day out 
a young lad hangs on, digging  
a fountain of spring. 
 
Tick in, tack out 
he appreciates every tingling 
in flowery spring.</description>
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Day in, day out<br />
a young lad hangs on, digging <br />
a fountain of spring.<br />
<br />
Tick in, tack out<br />
he appreciates every tingling<br />
in flowery spring.<br />
<br />
Day out, dusk in<br />
petals are all falling out<br />
in the evening.<br />
<br />
Snow in, white out<br />
Rosy glow has all faded out<br />
in the sighing.<br />
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			<title>When Zephyr Calls on Me</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10871-When-Zephyr-Calls-on-Me</link>
			<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 08:09:39 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>When Zephyr calls,  
the wind bell,  
hanging from the ceiling,  
will ring. 
 
When you visit,  
my heart,  
pining away for longing,</description>
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<font color="Blue">When Zephyr calls, <br />
the wind bell, <br />
hanging from the ceiling, <br />
will ring.<br />
<br />
When you visit, <br />
my heart, <br />
pining away for longing, <br />
will sing.<br />
</font><br />
<br />
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			<title>The dark sky is fantastic</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 01:26:33 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The dark sky is fantastic, 
through a misty eye,  
as the deepest blue water,  
with pearls scattering everywhere, 
as well as  
enigmatic as a blue...</description>
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<div style="text-align: center;">The dark sky is fantastic,<br />
through a misty eye, <br />
as the deepest blue water, <br />
with pearls scattering everywhere,<br />
as well as <br />
enigmatic as a blue jellyfish, <br />
a will o’ the wisp, <br />
or a whimsical wheel, <br />
glowing and floating alone<br />
in the boundless universe.</div><br />
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			<title>Spanish Romance inside My Guitar</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10864-Spanish-Romance-inside-My-Guitar</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 02:56:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>A casual glimpse may leave 
a bruise 
on your delicate luscious skin. 
 
At the thought of 
holding your willowy body  
in my arms, 
from head to...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">A casual glimpse may leave<br />
a bruise<br />
on your delicate luscious skin.<br />
<br />
At the thought of<br />
holding your willowy body <br />
in my arms,<br />
from head to toe, I tremble!<br />
<br />
Caressing your silky hair softly<br />
with one hand,<br />
I strum your heart strings gently<br />
with the other<br />
when we start to play Spanish Romance,<br />
the forbidden game.<br />
<br />
Ah! The melody you're humming is so sweet,<br />
so alluring<br />
I'm tingling over and over again.</blockquote>

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			<title>Watermelon Day</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10861-Watermelon-Day</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 22:26:21 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Young spring my lad,  
present not a rose but a watermelon 
to your darling. 
 
It's so unromantic!  
You may question!  
 
Is there any blazing love...]]></description>
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Young spring my lad, <br />
present not a rose but a watermelon<br />
to your darling.<br />
<br />
It's so unromantic! <br />
You may question! <br />
<br />
Is there any blazing love on earth redder <br />
than the luscious flesh? <br />
What can mirror better a gentle green hand by love <br />
than the green skin?<br />
Which is handier to quench parching thirst <br />
in summer? <br />
<br />
And how about those myriad undesirable seeds? <br />
You may still wonder!<br />
<br />
Aye! <br />
If there is a fruitful token,<br />
then they are the numerous offsprings <br />
from your love.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[She's Gone with the Wind Again]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 07:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I've been lying here waiting;  
A noisy brook nearby has been babbling for one and a half afternoon.  
No footstep of my love in the mist,  
only a...]]></description>
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I've been lying here waiting; <br />
A noisy brook nearby has been babbling for one and a half afternoon. <br />
No footstep of my love in the mist, <br />
only a wood of whispering pines <br />
whispering her name over and over again. <br />
One day and a half lingers as long as one century and a half. <br />
<br />
She's gone with the wind again,<br />
nowhere to be found. <br />
Only a summer of cicadas<br />
keep singing her song over and over again. <br />
<br />
My heart tells me I have to travel alone <br />
without her company. <br />
<br />
To hear her clear crispy voice again, it takes ages and ages. <br />
Ah! I can only leave her rippling dimples<br />
to my dream. <br />
<br />
<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[Flood and Mother Nature's Mercey]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 03:08:13 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Merciful mother is crying again now in rainy season 
for her suffering children on earth. 
She cries and cries until her tears turn into a vast...</description>
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Merciful mother is crying again now in rainy season<br />
for her suffering children on earth.<br />
She cries and cries until her tears turn into a vast expanse of waters,<br />
rushing down mountains <br />
and submerging villages along with her scions on its way.<br />
<br />
<br />
Some shed salty pearls for those poor souls.<br />
I, a truth sayer,<br />
say those are blessed who are carried away by merciful Mother,<br />
for their souls are in heaven now, <br />
and their spirits are soaring high as birds flying in the sky,<br />
freer than any whimsical wind.<br />
<br />
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			<title>A Mirage</title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10847-A-Mirage</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2010 05:58:23 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Hungry vultures hover and circle over a boundless wilderness;  
a traveler  
lies alone on his belly. 
 
No more story, 
only vines of bleeding...</description>
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<br />
Hungry vultures hover and circle over a boundless wilderness; <br />
a traveler <br />
lies alone on his belly.<br />
<br />
No more story,<br />
only vines of bleeding hearts grow wild<br />
all over his body.<br />
<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[Let's Drink a Toast to Now]]></title>
			<link>https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?10844-Let-s-Drink-a-Toast-to-Now</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 22:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Yesterday it was a bud,  
today a flower,  
and what about tomorrow?  
 
Aye!  
Let's drink a toast to now]]></description>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<br />
Yesterday it was a bud, <br />
today a flower, <br />
and what about tomorrow? <br />
<br />
Aye! <br />
Let's drink a toast to now<br />
and get drunk!<br />
<br />
When tomorrow comes,<br />
A flower of yesterday will remain <br />
as beautiful.<br />
<br />
</div><br />
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