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/><category term="old gods" /><category term="mist" /><category term="unsent letters" /><category term="feet" /><title>These Are Not For You</title><subtitle type="html">Despite what you think&lt;br&gt;
Conclusions drawn in red ink&lt;br&gt;
These are not for you</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheseAreNotForYou" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="thesearenotforyou" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIHR3YzeSp7ImA9WxFSGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-5037956619234009643</id><published>2010-04-21T23:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:55:36.881+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-21T23:55:36.881+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technicolour" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flowers" /><title /><content type="html">Daffodil, pansy&lt;br /&gt;
Hyacinth, tulip, sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;
Technicolour spring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-5037956619234009643?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5037956619234009643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/daffodil-pansy-hyacinth-tulip-sweet-pea.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5037956619234009643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5037956619234009643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/daffodil-pansy-hyacinth-tulip-sweet-pea.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQAQX8zeCp7ImA9WxFSF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-4935839037209426559</id><published>2010-04-20T10:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:39:00.180+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-20T10:39:00.180+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="please" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stay" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hinterland" /><title /><content type="html">Searching through the dust&lt;br /&gt;
I'm lost in the Hinterland&lt;br /&gt;
I'd like to stay here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-4935839037209426559?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4935839037209426559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/searching-through-dust-im-lost-in.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4935839037209426559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4935839037209426559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/searching-through-dust-im-lost-in.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUCQX8-fyp7ImA9WxFSFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-5051201549876648245</id><published>2010-04-19T13:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:31:00.157+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-19T13:31:00.157+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleep" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream" /><title /><content type="html">Three years of no dreams&lt;br /&gt;
I forgot how wonderful&lt;br /&gt;
It is to slumber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-5051201549876648245?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5051201549876648245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-years-of-no-dreams-i-forgot-how.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5051201549876648245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5051201549876648245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-years-of-no-dreams-i-forgot-how.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cFQn4zeyp7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-6717278494440275849</id><published>2010-04-18T04:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:23:33.083+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T04:23:33.083+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream" /><title /><content type="html">Do you remember:&lt;br /&gt;
"There is nothing I can't do!"&lt;br /&gt;
Where did those dreams go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-6717278494440275849?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6717278494440275849/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-remember-there-is-nothing-i-cant.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6717278494440275849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6717278494440275849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-remember-there-is-nothing-i-cant.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEMQX0zeCp7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-6922458399999841293</id><published>2010-04-17T04:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:18:00.380+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T04:18:00.380+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aspire" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="incredible joy" /><title /><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Incredible joy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We should be living our lives&lt;br /&gt;
Aspiring to that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-6922458399999841293?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6922458399999841293/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/incredible-joy-we-should-be-living-our.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6922458399999841293?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6922458399999841293?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/incredible-joy-we-should-be-living-our.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cDQHo9cCp7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7250851246429851752</id><published>2010-04-16T04:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:24:31.468+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T04:24:31.468+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fortune" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="for the best" /><title /><content type="html">My fortune cookie:&lt;br /&gt;
'Good things are in the future.'&lt;br /&gt;
I hope for the best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7250851246429851752?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7250851246429851752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fortune-cookie-good-things-are-in.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7250851246429851752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7250851246429851752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fortune-cookie-good-things-are-in.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFQHo8fip7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-6702284341390124847</id><published>2010-04-15T02:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T06:10:11.476+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T06:10:11.476+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scared" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title /><content type="html">I try to live but&lt;br /&gt;
I am scared of everything&lt;br /&gt;
Life is difficult&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-6702284341390124847?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6702284341390124847/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-my-life-but-i-am-scared-of.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6702284341390124847?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6702284341390124847?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-my-life-but-i-am-scared-of.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUERX08fSp7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-5799515638844135234</id><published>2010-04-14T11:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:10:04.375+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T04:10:04.375+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="move on" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="forget" /><title /><content type="html">I need to move on&lt;br /&gt;
Forget, my mind says. Forget!&lt;br /&gt;
I just can't. Who does?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-5799515638844135234?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5799515638844135234/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-to-move-on.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5799515638844135234?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5799515638844135234?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-to-move-on.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQERH08eip7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7415851931346504542</id><published>2010-04-13T11:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:38:25.372+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:38:25.372+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old gods" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="worship" /><title /><content type="html">Remember the gods?&lt;br /&gt;
The Elders? The forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;
I still worship them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7415851931346504542?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7415851931346504542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-gods-elders-forgotten-i-still.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7415851931346504542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7415851931346504542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-gods-elders-forgotten-i-still.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQCRHs9cCp7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7100792828542188573</id><published>2010-04-12T10:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:39:25.568+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:39:25.568+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="constant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PAIN" /><title /><content type="html">I'm in constant pain&lt;br /&gt;
The Doc says "Stop your writing!"&lt;br /&gt;
I can't stop writing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7100792828542188573?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7100792828542188573/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-in-constant-pain-doc-says-stop-your.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7100792828542188573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7100792828542188573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-in-constant-pain-doc-says-stop-your.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUNQHc4eyp7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-1160651259058740564</id><published>2010-04-11T10:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:11:31.933+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T04:11:31.933+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seven" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hoping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="five" /><title /><content type="html">My life is played out&lt;br /&gt;
In verse of five, seven, five&lt;br /&gt;
Bare truths in haiku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-1160651259058740564?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1160651259058740564/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-is-played-out-in-verse-of-five.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1160651259058740564?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1160651259058740564?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-is-played-out-in-verse-of-five.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEECSXc5cSp7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7383681316936072701</id><published>2010-04-10T08:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:11:08.929+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:11:08.929+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nothing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it means the most" /><title /><content type="html">When nothing is left&lt;br /&gt;
Cling to whatever means most&lt;br /&gt;
It will see you through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7383681316936072701?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7383681316936072701/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-nothing-is-left-cling-to-whatever.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7383681316936072701?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7383681316936072701?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-nothing-is-left-cling-to-whatever.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4FQH44fip7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-39205208890069860</id><published>2010-04-09T13:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:15:11.036+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:15:11.036+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nothing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the game" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><title /><content type="html">I'm playing the game&lt;br /&gt;
I'm saying all the right things&lt;br /&gt;
But it means nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-39205208890069860?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/39205208890069860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-playing-game-im-saying-all-right.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/39205208890069860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/39205208890069860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-playing-game-im-saying-all-right.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDR3g8eip7ImA9WxFSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-6132720971718946639</id><published>2010-04-08T09:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:17:56.672+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T05:17:56.672+01:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">And alone again.&lt;br /&gt;
They all left before their time&lt;br /&gt;
I still think of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-6132720971718946639?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6132720971718946639/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-alone-again-they-all-left-before.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6132720971718946639?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6132720971718946639?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-alone-again-they-all-left-before.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEANQn87eSp7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-3587309205860984626</id><published>2010-04-07T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:13:13.101+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:13:13.101+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="him" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="revelling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><title /><content type="html">I wish he was here&lt;br /&gt;
Even when we're amazing&lt;br /&gt;
I picture his face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-3587309205860984626?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3587309205860984626/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-he-was-here-even-when-were.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/3587309205860984626?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/3587309205860984626?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-he-was-here-even-when-were.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEASXs9fSp7ImA9WxFSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-4251428192528560214</id><published>2010-04-06T03:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:27:28.565+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-18T03:27:28.565+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sand" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sea" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><title /><content type="html">I should be typing&lt;br /&gt;
Instead i'm revelling in&lt;br /&gt;
The sand and the sea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-4251428192528560214?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4251428192528560214/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-should-by-typing-instead-im-revelling.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4251428192528560214?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4251428192528560214?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-should-by-typing-instead-im-revelling.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0INRX49fSp7ImA9WxFTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7146245343271886925</id><published>2010-04-05T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:33:14.065+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T23:33:14.065+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thrill" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guilt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kisses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dark" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chase" /><title /><content type="html">The thrill of the chase&lt;br /&gt;
Kisses stolen in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
Early morning guilt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7146245343271886925?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7146245343271886925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/thrill-of-chase-kisses-stolen-in-dark.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7146245343271886925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7146245343271886925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/thrill-of-chase-kisses-stolen-in-dark.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBQnY6eSp7ImA9WxFTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-7382119040439433290</id><published>2010-04-04T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:27:33.811+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T23:27:33.811+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="knife edge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="balance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lose it" /><title /><content type="html">My life needs balance&lt;br /&gt;
I’m resting on a knife edge&lt;br /&gt;
Ready to lose it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-7382119040439433290?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7382119040439433290/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-needs-balance-im-resting-on.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7382119040439433290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/7382119040439433290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-needs-balance-im-resting-on.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMHSH8-eSp7ImA9WxFTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-1955571378916861447</id><published>2010-04-03T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:13:59.151+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T23:13:59.151+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="behind" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="falling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words" /><title /><content type="html">I’m falling behind&lt;br /&gt;
My head’s not in the right place&lt;br /&gt;
For beautiful words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-1955571378916861447?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1955571378916861447/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-falling-behind-my-heads-not-in-right.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1955571378916861447?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1955571378916861447?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-falling-behind-my-heads-not-in-right.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMEQXkzcSp7ImA9WxFTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-1164723561644013761</id><published>2010-04-02T10:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:13:20.789+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T23:13:20.789+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="run" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="move" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running" /><title /><content type="html">I think, I’ll just run&lt;br /&gt;
Keep running and not look back&lt;br /&gt;
But my feet won’t move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-1164723561644013761?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1164723561644013761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-ill-just-run-keep-running-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1164723561644013761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/1164723561644013761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-ill-just-run-keep-running-and.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQBRno9eSp7ImA9WxFTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-4059007983729914414</id><published>2010-04-01T09:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:12:37.461+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T23:12:37.461+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imagine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="head" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="live" /><title /><content type="html">I live in my head&lt;br /&gt;
If I can’t have a good life&lt;br /&gt;
I’ll imagine one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-4059007983729914414?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4059007983729914414/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-in-my-head-if-i-cant-have-good.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4059007983729914414?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/4059007983729914414?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-live-in-my-head-if-i-cant-have-good.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NRHkzcCp7ImA9WxFTEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-8356513060197349401</id><published>2010-03-31T10:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:41:35.788+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-01T10:41:35.788+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="regrets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="live well" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><title /><content type="html">We try to live well&lt;br /&gt;
Is it worth it in the end?&lt;br /&gt;
What will we regret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-8356513060197349401?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8356513060197349401/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-try-to-live-well-is-it-worth-it-in.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/8356513060197349401?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/8356513060197349401?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-try-to-live-well-is-it-worth-it-in.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAARHY8eip7ImA9WxFTEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-6955023719175490652</id><published>2010-03-30T09:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:39:05.872+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-01T10:39:05.872+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="falling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drifting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="letting go" /><title /><content type="html">I feel like falling&lt;br /&gt;
Letting go of everything&lt;br /&gt;
And drifting away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-6955023719175490652?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6955023719175490652/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-falling-letting-go-of.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6955023719175490652?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/6955023719175490652?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-falling-letting-go-of.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYMQXw6eCp7ImA9WxBaGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-8333885982350136581</id><published>2010-03-29T22:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:13:00.210+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-29T22:13:00.210+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="satellites" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="night" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="space" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stars" /><title /><content type="html">I can hear the night&lt;br /&gt;
Satellites grazing in space&lt;br /&gt;
Vast stars imploding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-8333885982350136581?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8333885982350136581/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-can-hear-night-satellites-grazing-in.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/8333885982350136581?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/8333885982350136581?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-can-hear-night-satellites-grazing-in.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4CQX0_eyp7ImA9WxBaF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-485493174468431770.post-5821045772797404724</id><published>2010-03-28T05:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T05:36:00.343+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-28T05:36:00.343+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreaming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleep" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hands" /><title /><content type="html">I watch him sleeping&lt;br /&gt;
Press my hands to his forehead&lt;br /&gt;
Try to taint his dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/485493174468431770-5821045772797404724?l=thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5821045772797404724/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-watch-him-sleeping-press-my-hands-to.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5821045772797404724?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/485493174468431770/posts/default/5821045772797404724?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thesearenotforyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-watch-him-sleeping-press-my-hands-to.html" title="" /><author><name>Truant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931249532059946882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xoOKJM4aug/S3pqbrBUeRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hh70WWzDWkM/S220/padlock.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>

