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  <title>we were on the roof of america, and all we could do was yell, i guess</title>
  <subtitle>sheila marie</subtitle>
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    <name>sheila marie</name>
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  <updated>2006-06-21T01:05:46Z</updated>
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    <title>finally</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T01:03:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T01:05:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heyyyy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm going to be living/ going to school in england for the next year.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlfrndinacoma:79166</id>
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    <title>i always want to remember this</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T18:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T18:58:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;THE CINNAMON PEELER  by Michael Ondaatje&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cinnamon peeler&lt;br /&gt;I would ride your bed&lt;br /&gt;and leave the yellow bark dust&lt;br /&gt;on your pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your breasts and shoulders would reek&lt;br /&gt;you could never walk through markets&lt;br /&gt;without the profession of my fingers&lt;br /&gt;floating over you. The blind would&lt;br /&gt;stumble certain of whom they approached&lt;br /&gt;though you might bathe&lt;br /&gt;under rain gutters, monsoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here on the upper thigh&lt;br /&gt;at this smooth pasture&lt;br /&gt;neighbor to your hair&lt;br /&gt;or the crease&lt;br /&gt;that cuts your back. This ankle.&lt;br /&gt;You will be known among strangers&lt;br /&gt;as the cinnamon peeler's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly glance at you&lt;br /&gt;before marriage&lt;br /&gt;never touch you&lt;br /&gt;-- your keen nosed mother, your rough brothers.&lt;br /&gt;I buried my hands&lt;br /&gt;in saffron, disguised them&lt;br /&gt;over smoking tar,&lt;br /&gt;helped the honey gatherers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we swam once&lt;br /&gt;I touched you in water&lt;br /&gt;and our bodies remained free,&lt;br /&gt;you could hold me and be blind of smell.&lt;br /&gt;You climbed the bank and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    this is how you touch other women &lt;br /&gt;the grasscutter's wife, the lime burner's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;And you searched your arms&lt;br /&gt;for the missing perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        and knew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    what good is it &lt;br /&gt;to be the lime burner's daughter&lt;br /&gt;left with no trace&lt;br /&gt;as if not spoken to in an act of love&lt;br /&gt;as if wounded without the pleasure of scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched&lt;br /&gt;your belly to my hands&lt;br /&gt;in the dry air and said&lt;br /&gt;I am the cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;peeler's wife. Smell me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlfrndinacoma:68652</id>
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    <title>happy birthday!</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T19:28:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T01:50:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>simon and garfunkel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;congratulations to my best friend Sean Ryan Lamere Pierce on becoming a man today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/timmyb/sheilas%20pictures/seaniscrazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, boy. have a wonderful 18th birthday!! i'm anxious to talk to you as you are now matured and hopefully i'll discover that you now enjoy the smiths and a wide variety of vegetables.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>girlfrndinacoma @ 2004-11-17T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-18T05:52:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.susantaustin.com/pix/bunnies.gif"&gt;</content>
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    <title>friends only</title>
    <published>2003-08-26T03:03:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">you know.</content>
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