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    <title>caitielove's Journals on Buzznet</title>
    <description><![CDATA[The name's Caitie and I am from teeny tiny Hawaii. Although I know that there is more out there, I have a while to exlpore it. So I will enjoy what I have now and live every second. My heart will always remain here. I can't go a day without music, if by some freak accident that the day comes, I will sing it myself.
-Junior
-Goes to an all Hawaiian school
-Wants to travel
-Adores.....YOU]]></description>
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	      <title><![CDATA[The Window]]></title>
	      <link>http://caitielove.buzznet.com/user/journal/3091691/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<P>I'm just sitting here, the world is right oustide my window. I gaze at it as if its so far away, not right in front of me. But its far enough for this feeling to linger. Why must this barrier keep me from freedom? Something so thin that could easily be broken, and yet wide enough to leave me hesitant. I stand <EM>defeated</EM> and look upon the glossy sheen the force-field leaves in wonder of why its teasing me so. Why its tempting me for release to the outside glow when my responsibilty lies in here. My hand rests upon it, leaving traces of my worry all over it. I gust out a sigh and turn to face my homework, once again.&nbsp;But til we meet, I stare..........</P>]]></description>
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	      <dc:creator>caitielove</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2008-09-29T18:03:00Z</dc:date>
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