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		<title>At a Crossing</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 21:45:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your life is at a crossing, when she pulls you by the arm. But the heart is so filled with desire, for some uncertainty. You suddenly feel selfish, because she never meant you harm. But the heart is so filled with desire, for some uncertainty. What’s out there might be just a shadow, no justification [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your life is at a crossing,<br />
when she pulls you by the arm.<br />
But the heart is so filled with desire,<br />
for some uncertainty.<br />
You suddenly feel selfish,<br />
because she never meant you harm.<br />
But the heart is so filled with desire,<br />
for some uncertainty.</p>
<p>What’s out there might be just a shadow,<br />
no justification to risk it all.<br />
And there’s only one way to find out,<br />
but finding out = risking it all.</p>
<p>So long,<br />
you’ve tried,<br />
to block it all out.<br />
But then,<br />
decide,<br />
to move on.</p>
<p>You’ve found out that it’s just a concept,<br />
no good explanation to leave it all.<br />
But there’s only one way to find out,<br />
but finding out = leaving it all.</p>
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		<title>Step Into the Water</title>
		<link>http://maartenbrinkerink.net/2009/11/03/step-into-the-water/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:33:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Maarten Brinkerink</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A new horizon lies ahead. It takes away your breath. The beauty that you’ll leave behind, is never yours again. As you gasp for some oxygen, your head is spinning still. Uncertain where to go from here, you take the helping hands she offers: “Take both my hands. And step into the water. Let’s cleanse [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A new horizon lies ahead.<br />
It takes away your breath.<br />
The beauty that you’ll leave behind,<br />
is never yours again.</p>
<p>As you gasp for some oxygen,<br />
your head is spinning still.<br />
Uncertain where to go from here,<br />
you take the helping hands she offers:</p>
<p>“Take both my hands.<br />
And step into the water.<br />
Let’s cleanse your mind,<br />
to make room for another dream.”</p>
<p>Almost 500 miles from home,<br />
and still it seems so near.<br />
Bittersweet memories haunt your mind.<br />
You’re about to return.<br />
Then she says:</p>
<p>“I know the water is cold,<br />
but you have to remember,<br />
why you had to leave us.</p>
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		<title>Red Pelican</title>
		<link>http://maartenbrinkerink.net/2008/02/27/red-pelican/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 15:04:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Maarten Brinkerink</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wasn’t made for waging war Never meant to close that door Never thought that you would stand next to me Never thought that this could happen To be here with you And the difference is that I am not alone But now I’m not too sure of myself Again One chance to say: “Whatever” [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>I wasn’t made for waging war<br />
Never meant to close that door<br />
Never thought that you would stand next to me<br />
Never thought that this could happen<br />
To be here with you<br />
And the difference is that I am not alone</em></p>
<p><em>But now I’m not too sure of myself<br />
Again<br />
One chance to say:<br />
“Whatever”<br />
To be here you</em></p>
<p><em>I always fall for al your tricks<br />
Time after time<br />
It makes me sick<br />
Never thought that it was right next to me<br />
Never thought that this could happen<br />
To be here with you<br />
But the difference is that I am not alone</em></p>
<p><em>I trusted you above all</em></p>
<p><em>As I await your choice<br />
You are portraying both our goals<br />
A sign<br />
A seamless broken hart<br />
As I await and want to know your choice<br />
That’s where you leave me<br />
This is the day<br />
I will look back on<br />
To regret<br />
Because now you’re gone<br />
Right at the door<br />
You took it all away<br />
I’m stuck at the door<br />
Forever</em></p>
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		<title>Same Old Same</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Maarten Brinkerink</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our thoughts are far too different The lies Ever again Our thoughts are far too different How long have we been here? Our bond will stand the test of time Until we never fight again]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Our thoughts are far too different<br />
The lies<br />
Ever again<br />
Our thoughts are far too different</p>
<p>How long have we been here?<br />
Our bond will stand the test of time<br />
Until we never fight again</em></p>
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