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		<title>Narcissus &amp; Echo</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2012/06/06/narcissus-echo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2012 18:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh, it was beautiful When I had but you to fill When I was one part shadow Two parts echo A gecko on the walls of your heart Through your halls I roamed Silent from the start Quiet till the end I called you home I called you friend &#160; I was hauntingly unaware Of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Stars/scars</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2012/04/28/starsscars/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 19:17:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am waiting for the stars to lead me Away from this late night double-feature But I just can&#8217;t get these scars to leave me Our time was too short For me to realise That a five-star last resort Was all I was to you I should have been the wiser I should have seen [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I wrote a poem for you</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2012/03/12/i-wrote-a-poem-for-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 16:13:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.consciencefiction.com/?p=257</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I wrote a poem for you The day before I met you When I didn&#8217;t yet know a soul can be shipwrecked Or that the sun can have secrets When I hadn&#8217;t yet learned to look for symptoms Or dreamed you could become my weakness You entered me like a sickness From your first &#8216;hello&#8217; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Phenomenal reader support</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2012/03/09/phenomenal-reader-support/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 08:42:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.consciencefiction.com/?p=247</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Since posting &#8216;I&#8217;m not depressed&#8217; on 3 November last year, the poem has received over 20 500 views. Reaching so many people and touching many of their lives has been a true inspiration for me. I want to sincerely thank all you readers for taking the time to read my stuff and for all your generous comments. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A lucid doodle</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2012/02/05/a-lucid-doodle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 08:59:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.consciencefiction.com/?p=213</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[With a tracing of my dreams I&#8217;ll draw for you In the shapes of streams And the sounds of seas A lucid doodle The colour of waterdrops To show you where my world stops And my bones begin I&#8217;ll take you to the place Where my poems sing]]></description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not depressed</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2011/11/03/im-not-depressed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 06:05:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am not depressed I’m just deflated Out of style and over-dressed At second-best, I’m overrated An old birthday balloon (Out of breath, somewhat bated) I hum my jingles out of tune One-hit-wonders soon outdated Like a song without sound Mourning a muted meltdown I&#8217;m at the point of no concern For my inability to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wonde wonderwerk</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2011/07/05/wonde-wonderwerk/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 10:06:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.consciencefiction.com/?p=173</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Ek het ons storie geskryf Met &#8216;n lem op my lyf Die son was te helder daai dag Vir my hartklop om langer vir joune te wag. Ek het die mes soos ‘n kwas vas gehou En diep snye geskilder – ‘n van Gogh vir jou. Ons verhaal het verskyn Op my vel – lyn [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cocoon</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2011/06/06/cocoon/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2011 02:48:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.consciencefiction.com/?p=168</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[She spun a cocoon The colour of a silent moon Around what remained Of her lost and un-gained. She bound bone to bone Stitched smile to song And calmly coloured her cries In the shades of reason gone wrong. But when she saw That her loss was a learning curve And her being Not a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Captivated</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2011/06/01/captivated/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2011 14:55:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hold me like a promise; Break me like a vow. For today I am as fragile as the secrets of a child, And as desperate as a dream dressed in dust.]]></description>
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		<title>Another woman</title>
		<link>http://www.consciencefiction.com/2011/03/15/another-woman/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 22:15:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is another woman living In the friction Between your hips and my thighs Do you think I haven&#8217;t seen The memory of her Swimming in the moisture of your eyes? Do you think I haven&#8217;t noticed The sadness In the lines around your smile? Do you think I haven&#8217;t realised You&#8217;re somewhere else all [...]]]></description>
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