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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Naga&#039;ji&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Welcome and thank you for sharing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;silent lotus&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&quot; May your voice be loving enough to silence your own fears.&quot;   .....  silent lotus&lt;br /&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 23:13:39 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>silent lotus</dc:creator>
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 <title>Wisdom</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;This short post captures so much!  It explains the &quot;undertaste of death that binds to every joy&quot; by evoking it.  Now we have a frame within which we can extend our compassion to those we perceive as being ignorant or apathetic.  Maybe they just don&#039;t like peaches crammed down their throats!  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Editor, propeace.net&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 21:59:51 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Susan Livingston</dc:creator>
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 <title>Undertaste</title>
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 <description>I wake with hands on keys
dripping words from my face.
I know nothing, just this quiver
of a cell in a momentary breeze.

Bombs break the silence.
Screams fill the air as
bodies carpet the land.
Radio waves tear holes in space.

I sip the morning, this undertaste
of death that binds to every joy
like the hint of bitterness in
the flesh of a peach.


nmr</description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:53:12 -0400</pubDate>
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