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  <title>Littlest Unicorn</title>
  <subtitle>stories of my life</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-11-07T13:42:38Z</updated>
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    <title>still awake, but with heavy eyes.</title>
    <published>2007-11-07T13:42:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-07T13:42:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/2gx431s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such comfort i have right now. i have given my mamma&amp;nbsp;and pappy both kisses so they can go to work happy. and i can stay home happy. i had an hour nap yesterday afternoon. good thing i suppose. because i havent slept since. but thats alright by me. the nightime brings such beauties. and i get to be alone with my lucky star.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;my cat was drinking the already half drank glass of water i had lying on the floor. she was like an ostrich, with her head in a hole hiding from the sunlight. so oddly cute she can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i believe i will stay in, and try to get well...fully well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have a cup of tea, indeed!" &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>falling leaves. shooting stars.</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T21:45:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;sitting on jungle gyms and reading sounds just lovely. i told this to one of my friends last night...they told me it did not, and that i'm a silly girl who dreams too much. it made me feel a little more alone. more so than usual. how can dreams and wishes be thought of as silly? somethings are so hard to understand.&amp;nbsp;i have atleast one friend who dreams as much as me. i miss him so. he's my lucky star. he's been gone for so long now, i dont know if i can see him again. but just like me to doubt something.&amp;nbsp;maybe its best.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling to well today. i think the nights are getting a bit colder...even tho the days seem the same. time to stay in the house and drink cocoa. my mamma and pappy got me my favorite food the other night, i was so glad they kept there promise. it hurts my heart a little everytime they cant..."things come up." thats what mamma says.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to make my christmas list. just another list of wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the leaves to fall now. maybe they are scared to jump...dont worry leaves, i will catch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>green grass and broken books</title>
    <published>2007-11-04T19:59:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-04T19:59:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="359" alt="" width="165" src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Arthur-Rackham/Mad-Tea-Party-Print-C10100747.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll have a walk today to the library. before it gets warm. i wish i needed my coat and wooly socks for such an occasion. but the sunshine is just never ending. and i suppose thats good. the sun makes my eyes heavy and makes me dream of silly things. i watched home videos, of me and my youth last night. it warmed my heart. i miss the days where my mom wasnt so tired to take walks with me to the antique shops. but thats just what time takes. it takes memories, and old things..familiar things. i've wanted to visit the old doll hospital. to drink tea with the sick ones. that would make them feel better. and me as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing for kings at the end of tunnels. thats me, always..always wishing.</content>
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    <title>tell me darling, where do you hide your beautiful wings?</title>
    <published>2007-11-02T21:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-02T21:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've never (successfully) done this before. i prefer the writing as apposed to the typing. but i'm going to give this a shot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and make cupcakes with the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write to you from my own unknown, and you can sit in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont make much noise, so i'll be a good friend to keep in your pocket. pockets are warm and keep me cozy. i dont mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just me, and thats all i know how to be..and i'm fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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