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    <title>Pause for a Breath! by spearsword | English, baby! Blogs</title>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:19:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:19:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <author>spearsword</author>
      <guid>http://www.englishbaby.com/blog/spearsword/view_entry/26372</guid>
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      <title>The Saddest Poem</title>
      <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 14:00:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <author>spearsword</author>
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      <description>&lt;h2&gt;The Saddest Poem&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px"&gt;I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write, for instance: &amp;quot;The night is full of stars,&lt;br /&gt;and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nights like this, I held her in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved me, sometimes I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.&lt;br /&gt;To think I don&amp;#39;t have her. To feel that I&amp;#39;ve lost her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear the immense night, more immense without her.&lt;br /&gt;And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter that my love couldn&amp;#39;t keep her.&lt;br /&gt;The night is full of stars and she is not with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;#39;s all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is lost without her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.&lt;br /&gt;My heart searches for her and she is not with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night that whitens the same trees.&lt;br /&gt;We, we who were, we are the same no longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else&amp;#39;s. She will be someone else&amp;#39;s. As she once&lt;br /&gt;belonged to my kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Love is so short and oblivion so long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;my soul is lost without her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this may be the last pain she causes me,&lt;br /&gt;and this may be the last poem I write for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;----Pablo Neruda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 08:05:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <author>spearsword</author>
      <guid>http://www.englishbaby.com/blog/spearsword/view_entry/23023</guid>
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      <title>"Only those who take life slowly have friends"</title>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 10:27:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <author>spearsword</author>
      <guid>http://www.englishbaby.com/blog/spearsword/view_entry/21218</guid>
      <description>&lt;h2&gt;"Only those who take life slowly have friends"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Lucida Grande&amp;#39;; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px"&gt;&amp;quot;Only those who take life slowly have friends&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought it was absurd, a ridiculous idea. What has friendship got to do with speed? Yet now... somehow it does have a certain truth to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think we sometimes get so carried away by trivial things that we have no time left for the really important things in life.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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