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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:cloudcorner.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>DreamSky</title><link rel="self" href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T18:36:10+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:cloudcorner.blog.co.uk,2007-08-30:/2007/08/30/she_and_he_when_we_are_together~2896255/#c4495893</id><title>In response to:she and he....when we are together</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/08/30/she_and_he_when_we_are_together~2896255/#c4495893"/><author><name></name></author><published>2007-08-30T17:31:51+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:31:51+02:00</updated><content type="html">Very nice! It's one of those storys were you think life CAN be good sometimes :) I don't know if I'm making any sence xD. </content></entry><entry><id>tag:cloudcorner.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/she_and_he~2848607/#c4414717</id><title>In response to:she and he</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/she_and_he~2848607/#c4414717"/><author><name>relogin</name></author><published>2007-08-22T07:58:47+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T07:58:47+02:00</updated><content type="html">wonderful!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:cloudcorner.blog.co.uk,2007-08-22:/2007/08/22/she_and_he~2848607/#c4414061</id><title>In response to:she and he</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/she_and_he~2848607/#c4414061"/><author><name>baba7aye</name></author><published>2007-08-22T05:36:03+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:36:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">that's a beautiful one. pardon me if my verse-as-comment seems as gawky as an extempore one in response could be:&lt;br&gt;
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He'd wish there he could be&lt;br&gt;
If really BESIDES her, he&lt;br&gt;
Doesn't want to leave&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Like the rolling of mountains though&lt;br&gt;
Beyond lies-if really he did want to go&lt;br&gt;
And fantasy if really cupid arrow from its bow&lt;br&gt;
His heart into as flown&lt;br&gt;
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"When changes are made&lt;br&gt;
It's hard to keep the heart the same"&lt;br&gt;
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