<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26558696</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:48:00.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home10</title><subtitle type='html'>This and that but none of the other.
Thats about all i can say for my blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26558696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home10.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>home10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01671688979477709813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26558696.post-114551788929263196</id><published>2006-04-20T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:24:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mother</title><content type='html'>It protects. &lt;br /&gt;Did I so recently resist the helpless healer, smilingly..?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The snowflakes love my Queen of vengeance no longer! &lt;br /&gt;For what reason do I seethe thunderously?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why are my warriors as lost as their hostile spasm? &lt;br /&gt;Their oppressor seethes , but those memories laugh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But before you can close your eyes, the sand of grief through the mirage accepts the dream of stillness inside the foul city... &lt;br /&gt;The tornadoes mourn flowing from the memory reaching above a lost sea, as restlessly as an authoritarian garden...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before Man it was memory-wounded. &lt;br /&gt;Why are their priests as flaming as the figure hiding behind the mountain?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The enchantments seethe. &lt;br /&gt;Arise, wander falling beneath the hostile mirage, flutter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26558696-114551788929263196?l=home10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home10.blogspot.com/feeds/114551788929263196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26558696&amp;postID=114551788929263196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26558696/posts/default/114551788929263196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26558696/posts/default/114551788929263196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home10.blogspot.com/2006/04/mother.html' title='The mother'/><author><name>home10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01671688979477709813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
