﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[stranger1124's BLOG]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/stranger1124/</link><description><![CDATA[----------------------Welcome to the abandoned land--------]]></description><language>en-us</language><copyright>bitcomet.com</copyright><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 23:42:04 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 23:42:04 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>bitcomet.com</generator><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[good bye all]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/stranger1124/post_129929/</link><description><![CDATA[About this time last year I started a new job. While not all that time consuming, i did find that I didn't want to even turn my computer on, let alone surf the internet. So I didn't. Most days my computer would only be on for half an hour, at most. You know just long enough to check my email or read the trivia about a movie I watched. Now I don't see the point in keeping this sight open. As soon as I can figure out how I am canceling my account. Good-Bye All.]]></description><author>stranger1124</author><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 23:42:04 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Music]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/stranger1124/post_44612/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
'Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music'&nbsp; George Carlin
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I hear the music but I don't know how to dance.
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Ready Waiting 
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Danger Waxing 
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Panics Random 
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Sudden Action 
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Instant Doubt 
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Trouble Faded 
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Absent Living 
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Forced Smiles 
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Lasting Pains 
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Greater Can'ts 
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Life Horrific 
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Death Screams 
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Recalled ancient memories
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Wasted days of youth
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Dancing flame of hatred
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Prodding forth naked truth
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This awful beast Alone
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Can be leashed no more
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For it slipped its bonds
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With primal force primal roar
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Woe and fear cast wide 
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Natural cancers of the mind
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Eating deep inside of me
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Leaving only mushy rind
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