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		<title>The flight back home</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Elizabeth]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2022 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“Pick me up at 1.15 am sharp ok? I can’t wait to see you!! Bye!” shouted Ria as she tapped on the flight mode of her phone and boarded the Arabian Airways. “See you soon darling” said Raghav and kissed the phone in excitement. Ria settled down in her seat. Her baggage was safe in [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>About Sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Elizabeth]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Feb 2020 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Just how many times do we look at poor strangers as opportunities to share some joy? This lovely poem by a 16-year-old, about Sarah, will definitely warm your hearts today!! by Anika John A knock so feeble sounded upon the door Who was that wandering out in the pouring rain It was an old woman [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>A tale of two birds in Bahrain</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Elizabeth]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Mar 2019 01:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>This is a poem about a sparrow and a pigeon, two birds, who meet on a window sill and become friends Little birdie brown, sitting on a window, Was blissfully nipping on some grains, nice and slow In flew a pigeon and asked the sparrow small &#8220;May I peck a little, with you, by the [&#8230;]</p>
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