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  <title>Comments on 'i dont call this living.'</title>
  <subtitle>perhaps...
perhaps there is a chance
for life
penned up here-
in this cage

like the ones
you use for 
breeding domesticated
animals-
for eating.

but then,
what are we but
small, meek
creatures
whose separation-
whose misery

fills your stomach,
feeds your desire
for more
disgusting
foul actions
and constant promises

that it will be over 
soon.

one day.
we will return.
somehow,
we will return.

there is a chance
for life.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-19T00:35:20Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;actually, its about the holocaust&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-19T00:35:20Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nouvelle Bardot</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Interesting perspective to look upon food from animals as filling up on their misery. Nice use of language here, I also enjoyed the flow, and I also agree with Mistress Elsha Hawk&amp;#8212;I&amp;#8217;d change fowl to foul. I get why you spelled it like that, it matches the theme of animals we make food of. Still I&amp;#8217;d rework that small detail.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-18T15:22:26Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Tad Winslow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;fowl actions? fills your stomach?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;reminds me of pens for chickens who cock fight, but I don&amp;#8217;t think that&amp;#8217;s what you had in mind&amp;#8230;. although some farms keep animals like this, veal, for instance.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not a vegetarian, so I try not to think about these things :)&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-07T21:07:10Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very dark but with a glimmer of hope.  Could be lots of things, I suppose, like it should be with poetry.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-07T14:26:11Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s cool, and it has a nice flow to it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-07T12:12:24Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>flute faerie</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on i dont call this living.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i rambled this off backstage tonight at the performance of &amp;#8220;I Never Saw Another Butterfly&amp;#8221; at my university.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-07T05:48:16Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nouvelle Bardot</name>
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