November 2011
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Nov 6th
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Nov 6th
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“If there is to be peace in the world, There must be peace in the nations. If...”
– Lao Tzu
Nov 6th
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Nov 5th
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“My heart born naked was swaddled in lullabies. Later alone it wore poems for...”
– John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos
Nov 5th
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Nov 4th
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Nov 3rd
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Nov 3rd
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October 2011
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 29th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Listen Sia, Breathe Me
Oct 26th
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Fingertips stained with charcoal, she watched as raindrops kissed the windowpanes of her bedroom like long lost lovers. She was enamored by their beauty, infatuated with their freedom, disappointed with her own longing.   By Oleandermilk
Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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