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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/"><title>DreamSky</title><link>http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>DreamSky</title><link>http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/2c/060bde2f120d000719841c8dcb5029_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/18/words_from_the_true_heart~3000268/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/16/words_from_the_true_heart~2986760/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/14/title~2979110/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/08/30/she_and_he_when_we_are_together~2896255/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/she_and_he~2848607/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/18/words_from_the_true_heart~3000268/"><default:title>words from the true heart...</default:title><default:link>http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/18/words_from_the_true_heart~3000268/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-09-18T15:42:12+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;can you hear me?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;maybe not..maybe you don even realise,how much do i care about you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;everythings is hard to be drawn through colours...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;because when i know im losing you, my world all went out into black and white...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://cloudcorner.blog.co.uk/2007/09/18/words_from_the_true_heart~3000268/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>can you hear me?</p>
	<p>maybe not..maybe you don even realise,how much do i care about you.</p>
	<p>everythings is hard to be drawn through colours...</p>
	<p>because when i know im losing you, my world all went out into black and white...
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;i have made one thing that makes me so awfully regret.i stoppped his love to me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;now, i try to get back all that we had been through.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;sadly, he doesn't take fancy to me, i guess.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;few years ago, there is always something special in his eyes..i can feel it.&lt;br&gt;our friendship was on fire!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;yea, it was...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;he is leaving, maybe leaving without any memories between us.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i just hope, if i could...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;just for once, i would want to let him know...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;im true to him,always...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and i cannot forget him,,,because&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i love him 
&lt;/p&gt;
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	<p>i have made one thing that makes me so awfully regret.i stoppped his love to me</p>
	<p>now, i try to get back all that we had been through.</p>
	<p>sadly, he doesn&#39;t take fancy to me, i guess.</p>
	<p>few years ago, there is always something special in his eyes..i can feel it.<br>our friendship was on fire!</p>
	<p>yea, it was...</p>
	<p>he is leaving, maybe leaving without any memories between us.</p>
	<p>i just hope, if i could...</p>
	<p>just for once, i would want to let him know...</p>
	<p>im true to him,always...</p>
	<p>and i cannot forget him,,,because</p>
	<p>i love him 
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;after having coffees and cakes in "Love Floats", shopping will come after, usually.that's her favourite time..'shoppping' is more to be a terrifying word for boys. it's just not boys' cup of tea&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;but choosing and buying things for her.....eventhough she's a little bit picky....it's ok, i always enjoy every single moment that i spend together with her&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;because...my heart is for her every service........ &lt;br&gt;
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	<p>after having coffees and cakes in "Love Floats", shopping will come after, usually.that&#39;s her favourite time..&#39;shoppping&#39; is more to be a terrifying word for boys. it&#39;s just not boys&#39; cup of tea</p>
	<p>but choosing and buying things for her.....eventhough she&#39;s a little bit picky....it&#39;s ok, i always enjoy every single moment that i spend together with her</p>
	<p>because...my heart is for her every service........ <br>
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	&lt;p&gt;our reading time is usually short but meaningful.&lt;br&gt;then we walk back home...together... 
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	<p>our reading time is usually short but meaningful.<br>then we walk back home...together... 
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	&lt;p&gt;her tears fall...his eyes turn red...&lt;br&gt;      &lt;br&gt;when changes made,its hard to keep the heart same&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;when the distance further, sometimes..the heart seems will not grow fonder 
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	<p>her tears fall...his eyes turn red...<br>      <br>when changes made,its hard to keep the heart same</p>
	<p>when the distance further, sometimes..the heart seems will not grow fonder 
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