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      <pubDate>2020-09-09 20:48:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>She is sad</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>There were tears streaming down her face.<br>The girl's hands were drenched in her salty tears.<br>The girl's voice continued to crack as she tried to explain that she had just lost her dog.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>It was a dark, cold night.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Cold, white flurries of snow fell quietly to the ground.<br>The wind whistled through the air, carrying snowflakes to the ground.<br>The taste of hot chocolate was on everyone's tongues as they ventured down the abandoned streets.<br>The only source of light was the single park lamp that sat beside a worn bench.<br>The night was silent apart from the crunch, cruch of the snow as little feet ran swiftly to shelter, not a smell around as noses were too frost-bitten and stuffed to function.</div>]]></description>
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