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  <title>Comments on 'Dark'</title>
  <subtitle>That night after he left. I felt like there was a hole in me. I went up to my room and pulled down the covers and crawled in. Dark, everything still and quiet. Finally, no one is here asking me questions, I'm alone.

I stare out into nothing, justing trapped in my mind. Thinking about the day to come, and how much I don't want it to take place.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-16T00:27:08Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dark</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like it, very descriptive of the emotional state.  I liked the contrast between the dark and still setting with some touched on inner turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-16T00:27:08Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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