<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:55:53.470-08:00</updated><category term='blue'/><category term='lost'/><category term='naivete'/><category term='courage'/><category term='night'/><category term='blow'/><category term='care'/><category term='expression'/><category term='art'/><category term='hell'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='awakening'/><category term='rain'/><category term='existence'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='memories'/><category term='tame'/><category term='Hurt'/><category term='kiss'/><category term='opaque'/><category term='sacred'/><category term='haze'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='pact'/><category term='young'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='wild'/><title type='text'>The Fifth Verse</title><subtitle type='html'>Prose in Movement...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-8771230535955623344</id><published>2008-05-07T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:40:32.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opaque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><title type='text'>A Pact...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; You know something? &lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to kisses&lt;br /&gt;But not any, just the rebellious ones&lt;br /&gt;That sprouts of the fire inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones that extend the arms&lt;br /&gt;And wrap you with care&lt;br /&gt;Those who knows how to rebelled before you&lt;br /&gt;And grow wild in our bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don’t let they turn you awakening opaque&lt;br /&gt;Neither they be jealous of your acts&lt;br /&gt;To become expression in us&lt;br /&gt;They’ll be the seal of our sacred pact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something? &lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to your kiss&lt;br /&gt;They’re art turned lips&lt;br /&gt;But, don’t you believe that with that&lt;br /&gt;You’ll tame me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-8771230535955623344?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8771230535955623344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=8771230535955623344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8771230535955623344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8771230535955623344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/05/pact.html' title='A Pact...'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-5813827668374760284</id><published>2008-05-07T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:39:12.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>A Kiss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="bold"&gt; It hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t imagine how many memories here are&lt;br /&gt;My rivers are becoming dry soon&lt;br /&gt;Strange kiss slowly touched my lethargy&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you are I still smell your essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this lost night&lt;br /&gt;Lost I founded between my hands&lt;br /&gt;Hand that not traveled by my rained face&lt;br /&gt;Rain eternal through the blue haze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a kiss&lt;br /&gt;When from your skin became hollow my footprints&lt;br /&gt;Don’t spill dry tears for me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t exist, I’m no more&lt;br /&gt;My sadness will disperse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this for just a kiss…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-5813827668374760284?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5813827668374760284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=5813827668374760284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/5813827668374760284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/5813827668374760284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/05/kiss.html' title='A Kiss...'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-8927587329433769270</id><published>2008-05-07T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:41:44.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naivete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existence'/><title type='text'>A Fine Line...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; It ever grows from zilch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Uprising your whole existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Arriving your shores excitedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Believing everything you touches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Drawing skies of emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Filling them with dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Walking through the yellow bricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Apparently seeing the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Naiveté of the young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I support it, I give it, I deserve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I can tell you what happiness is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; A state of mind that suppress the blackness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Uprising good times longed to be not gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Riding above a haze of illusion called amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; While you sleep in tucked pillows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I think you don’t have the courage to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; The character called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I believe I can see it grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; So slick and stealth inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; To crack your skull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Trying to find what’s the matter with your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; You’re corrupting my muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Killing every verse in each step you move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; But you’re failing, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; You see by law we’re supposedly to be one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; And I should obey your word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; But you have to gain my respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Such a poor job you have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Minutes play aside, years pass us by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I’m getting somewhat tired of waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Of believing, begging, feeling, seeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I can’t fake what I can’t feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Odium walking on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Such a fine line between love and hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Thanks to you, I’m riding both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Heaven and hell, married and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I think you don’t have the courage to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; The character called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; It ever grows from nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; But now abhorrence masked your siege&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; I’m tired of giving all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Beware of my blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Now live beside your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; Here, I’m done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-8927587329433769270?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8927587329433769270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=8927587329433769270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8927587329433769270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8927587329433769270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/05/fine-line.html' title='A Fine Line...'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-8341920430505203151</id><published>2008-03-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:00:28.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten Tears...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; One morning I start to draw in front of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Challenging the wind, creating something new&lt;br /&gt;Intrinsic colors, barely covered in pink&lt;br /&gt;An intense hug came from you&lt;br /&gt;Enveloped in lust, confusion and lure&lt;br /&gt;It envelope me all in a cocoon&lt;br /&gt;And I barely can see at two steps of you&lt;br /&gt;I watched your style&lt;br /&gt;I admire your sight&lt;br /&gt;What I’m drawing is changing forms&lt;br /&gt;From white to blue&lt;br /&gt;I smell your essence in so many places&lt;br /&gt;In so many feeling you didn’t find me&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten tears, I said to me&lt;br /&gt;Wipe them of your face&lt;br /&gt;Don’t shred yourself in you&lt;br /&gt;My paint lost all sense of meaning&lt;br /&gt;I wash them all in you&lt;br /&gt;Did I kill you slowly or you died by your own?&lt;br /&gt;Forget you love or just use you?&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten tears, what did we done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-8341920430505203151?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8341920430505203151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=8341920430505203151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8341920430505203151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8341920430505203151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/03/forgotten-tears.html' title='Forgotten Tears...'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-3262877494266732406</id><published>2008-03-23T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T17:59:30.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barely Is Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="bold"&gt; What’s on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;This morning granted me a worry&lt;br /&gt;That traces the mood of my decade&lt;br /&gt;A shattered mirror crumbles in my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Still the other hasn’t stop bleeding from my reflect&lt;br /&gt;This headache is driving me mad&lt;br /&gt;My long curls can’t soothe me while I brush them&lt;br /&gt;A hard breath can merely concentrate me&lt;br /&gt;I sense some whispers delivering me the words&lt;br /&gt;Barely is winter&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t find a cure for my pain&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have the courage to look at the window&lt;br /&gt;This is my nightmare in madness&lt;br /&gt;My dream within the foggiest dream&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m trembling&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that I’ll found the way in this wreck&lt;br /&gt;This headache is driving me mad!&lt;br /&gt;Barely is winter&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stop sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I have to make a choice&lt;br /&gt;Just plunge myself into darkness&lt;br /&gt;Landing there, observe how my body is in pause&lt;br /&gt;Longing for a touch of my mind&lt;br /&gt;One morning I woke up&lt;br /&gt;And my mouth was sewn tight&lt;br /&gt;Someone is calling me with sadness in its voice&lt;br /&gt;I see trouble headed to my land&lt;br /&gt;One block away you can still smell the fear&lt;br /&gt;A scream barely define my anguish&lt;br /&gt;But my mouth was sewn tight&lt;br /&gt;I’m so tired; at last silence fills my sight&lt;br /&gt;I look at my trembling hands&lt;br /&gt;Self be kind&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me what’s on my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-3262877494266732406?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3262877494266732406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=3262877494266732406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/3262877494266732406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/3262877494266732406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/03/barely-is-winter.html' title='Barely Is Winter'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5834270507576788165.post-8714968675301724425</id><published>2008-03-23T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T17:58:39.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="bold"&gt; Those moments came when it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I lost them in the mail, such a absent minded child&lt;br /&gt;But no response I expect from this enclosed space&lt;br /&gt;I must linger with poetry in memories not aware&lt;br /&gt;The futile emotion, lost enchantment, why I must wait&lt;br /&gt;Before the moon lose its glow, I endangered myself&lt;br /&gt;Falling into the navigations of your insanity, we must endure&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me the meanings of this dreams, I…&lt;br /&gt;Am so confused, emotionally disperse and go forward to mourn&lt;br /&gt;Searching lost volumes of your verses filled of gore&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the winds and see if I can survive, to find the scents&lt;br /&gt;So I can try to pour this desolation, disappointment filling my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Make myself go and never glance back with remorse&lt;br /&gt;A shell so burned that emptiness doesn’t know where to end&lt;br /&gt;Just failed to be, to achieve my purpose in between puzzles&lt;br /&gt;Drained to lived a lie through thou&lt;br /&gt;Scraped unto the haze, and then I saw me, but then… &lt;br /&gt;I lost them in the implication, while I become you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Those moments came when it was still noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5834270507576788165-8714968675301724425?l=thefifthverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8714968675301724425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5834270507576788165&amp;postID=8714968675301724425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8714968675301724425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5834270507576788165/posts/default/8714968675301724425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefifthverse.blogspot.com/2008/03/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Zamanta (ladyambar)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921432242881768668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyr9sVYXXk/TDQlXnpp8UI/AAAAAAAAARY/FdtVgs56Fq0/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
