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  <title>Comments on 'Save The Troops.'</title>
  <subtitle>She paces around the room anxiously as she waits for him to come home. He's been gone for months, and she can stand the wait no longer. She throws out her hand and knocks over a chair. She stares at it for a moment, then reaches down to fix it. She lets out a slight sob and covers her face with her hands. As the tears roll down her cheeks, a thought unwillingly forms in her mind: This war is tearing families apart and ripping people's lives to shreds.How many other women have had mental breakdowns like this? How many husbands, brothers, uncles, fathers, grandfathers, or cousins have offered their lives for our country only to lose their lives in a war that doesn't need to be fought? Why are so many people being forced to go through this misery?

Save The Troops.</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-05-13T02:57:05Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;still a great story though&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2727?basename=1851</id>
    <published>2007-05-13T02:57:05Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Sailor Emo</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;(aunts, nieces,mothers ,grand mothers, sisters&amp;#8230;..)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2727?basename=1850</id>
    <published>2007-05-13T02:56:30Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Sailor Emo</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hey, wait a minuet! Women fight in wars too!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2727?basename=1849</id>
    <published>2007-05-13T02:55:33Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Sailor Emo</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love this one and it has a great story basis=).&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2727?basename=1671</id>
    <published>2007-05-08T20:52:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Sailor Emo</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nice, I was thinking though you could get more life in it from a first person pov. You have some really nice emotion and imagery but just feels like it&amp;#8217;s taking too long to come out because of the perspective.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;S.J.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-05-08T20:11:35Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>SJHundak/S.J.Willing</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Save The Troops.</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Eloquent, but never use a hammer where a gentle tap suffices. There is an old axiom in writing about &lt;em&gt;showing&lt;/em&gt; instead of simply &lt;em&gt;telling&lt;/em&gt;. Your first five sentences convey the feelings a war bride might have, but the rest of the piece betrays a lack of faith in yourself and your audience. Yourself, because you didn&amp;#8217;t have faith that you were making your point. Your audience, because you didn&amp;#8217;t trust us to empathize with your subject. Write with confidence, and show us (instead of telling us). Good luck!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-05-08T03:11:17Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Howie Amourscow</name>
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