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         <title>Orla Elliott Paragraph 1 :</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As a thin, white mist smothers the mountains, you can feel the tranquil atmosphere around you. Silence... just silence. A soothing, mellow breeze blows gently on the surface of your skin as you observe flies scattered around dancing in the humid air. The blazing sun peaks through beyond the puffy clouds.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 11:59:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Daniel Jones</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the rolling hills that led to the old derilict farm, the sun slowly creeping down the mountains shortly drifting away till the morning. the vast empty fields home to the animals in the day and the old barn there home at night.the granary stores that house the grain freshley pulled from the lucious green fields. the distant whining of horses that echo of the mountains round the valley    .the night drew near and soon it would be quite except for the call of owls and screech of the creatures of the night.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Paragraph 1 - Grace McMahon</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the sun slowly falls over the pale blue sky, as the darkness follows swiftly behind, and stretches across the land. The last beacon of light casts its rays across the Salinas valley, and shone like golden puddles. The humid air flutters away, leaving a short, crisp breeze. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:09 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>lily-May Smith</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the golden puddles of light bouncing of the mountains as if they weren't intimidating at all. The sun glowing red in the darkening skies as the birds are all flocking back to their nests to feed their hungry families. As you start to walk into the barn all the horses whinny to greet you as they know it's feeding time. they know the sound of your feet pitter pattering on the wooden barn floor.&nbsp; the sun is setting slowly disappearing behind the mountains like a candle burning out. all you can see is the shadow of the mountains as you leave the barn and you stumble into the barn door because it is so dark as you head back to your bunk in the bunkhouse as it is late.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Tsoanelo </title>
         <author>18mohlahlit</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>a slow&nbsp;rising mist , rolled past the mountains gathered in the south.like candy floss swirls it rolled through the blue skies and continued its day journey towards the east .the golden glares of the sun glazed over the the barn as dawn closed in .</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Paragraph 1 :</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Joshua Holloway<br>The barn was a worn down mess, going from red to a dirty maroon. No longer suitable for animals other than critters as the roof now has large gaps and the barn door torn in half. The side of the barn was leaning away from it as if not wanting to catch its corruption. The sun cast its last rays over the dwindling barn as the day came to the end, the barn now a shadow of its former self.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Taylor</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The atmosphere looks quiet isolated and calm and relaxing. It looks as peaceful as the sunrise on an early morning.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Josiah</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>The birds soar playfully and&nbsp; flies dance around each other as they venture through&nbsp; the humid sky venturing through the clouds with not a sign of rain the sun shines so brightly as the cool breeze passes by the bright blue sky .The rays from the red sun shines up the bunkhouse and peirces through the bunk house and overpowers the dunk house . Tired horses&nbsp; cries for rest echoes throughout the narrow barn filled with hay</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Paragraph 1- Lauren</title>
         <author>Laurenashley_1</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A thick haze encased the peaceful mountains. The air was light and the sky was bright.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Paragraph 1- Rebecca Puzzo</title>
         <author>18puzzor</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The thick clouds cast a miserly like perspective of the view. Over stands big mountains that suggests the disappearance of the sadness where further on heat of the sun shines on the grass where butterflies dance around the castles and over the clouds but what it looks like is far from the truth. A horrifying experience is never hidden underneath the dreams of many a person</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:00:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lola</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The sky was like a sea of clouds, the blinding white light covering the suns beam. The silhouette of mountains with heavy mist weighing on it's shoulders. Buzzing of flies dancing in the air echoing into my ears; with the strong scent of freshly cut grass trapped by the surrounding mountains.  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:02:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Adrian</title>
         <author>WawrzyniakA25</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The barn has been weathered</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:02:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Adrian</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The lush, green fields give of a calming feel compared to the rest of broken buildings</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:03:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Luke Enright</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In the picture, it is clear to see the rust on the cheap metal building which could suggest the run down and bleak atmosphere within the ranch. The derelict ranch could also suggest not just the wearing away of the building but the wearing away of Lennie and George’s American dream.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:04:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Adrian</title>
         <author>WawrzyniakA25</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The silos have been through many years of use and demolition, along with the wooden fences</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:05:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Melissa </title>
         <author>Luckettm7</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Paragraph 1&nbsp;<br>The sun is rising slowly over the mountains and hills painting the sky with bright colours . The sun cast's it's first rays of sunlight over the trees. The atmosphere turned dull and gloomy as the clouds begin to hover.</div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:06:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Adrian</title>
         <author>WawrzyniakA25</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The weathered, rough barn was sitting among the other equally damaged buildings. In the nearby trees you could hear chirpping from the birds, and the humid air from the hot weather mixed with the flies and bugs from the demolished buildings coming out.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:12:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Mia </title>
         <author>bartlettm7</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was a crisp autumn morning, the sun began to come up against the horizon, it’s first ray of sunlight filled the mountains, the sky was full of faint reds and oranges as bright as burning fire. The clouds began to form over empty sky. The wind whistling a peaceful tune threw the trees. The mood was low and quiet, there was no sound, just silence, it was peaceful and tranquil, the sound of the grasshoppers and crickets suddenly filled the air and echoed throughout the mountains, it was no longer silent, the animals started to wake, and the sounds which followed after. It was no longer silent.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-06-23 12:15:36 UTC</pubDate>
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