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      <pubDate>2018-03-08 14:09:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>MIchael Lyman The jouney</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>I look into to the distance</strong></div><div><strong>All i see is orange</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>Also a storm</strong></div><div><strong>Also me</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>All that i am thinking</strong></div><div><strong>Is when i will get their</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I finally see the end and my destination</strong></div><div><strong>It is miles away on the road though</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I am there </strong></div><div><strong>Burger King</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:39:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Heat by Jonathan Wojcik </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It is a hot summer day.</div><div>The heat rising off of the burning asphalt.&nbsp;</div><div>As we follow the two yellow lines down the heated desert road never to cross, like railroad tracks.</div><div>Dehydrated land homes of only the driest of plants and animals surround us.</div><div>The air conditioned is important while in the desert.</div><div>As I look out the window I see the land around us is flat, then mountainest, and then flat again.</div><div>I can see the heat waves rising off of the ground in front of us.</div><div>Nothing in the distance but flat land.</div><div>Surrounded in heat.</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:44:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Road of Life</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>You are like a car</strong></div><div><strong>On the road of life</strong></div><div><strong>The road can go left or right</strong></div><div><strong>Down or up it just depends</strong></div><div><strong>What way you'll turn</strong></div><div><strong>The best path will be smooth</strong></div><div><strong>clear with no bumps in site</strong></div><div><strong>It depends which one </strong></div><div><strong>You think is right</strong></div><div><strong>But eventually</strong></div><div><strong>You will be out of gas</strong></div><div><strong>So make the most </strong></div><div><strong>Of the road called life<br><br>Benjamin Bartel</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Open Road -Charlie Persons</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The Open Road</div><div><br></div><div>I felt the wind across my face.</div><div>I could hear the roar of the engine.</div><div>I stared at the open road in front of me.</div><div>There was so many roads to choose but I could only take one.</div><div><strong>You can’t go back.</strong></div><div>A split in the road is ahead.</div><div>One choice.</div><div>Limited time.</div><div>Left or right?</div><div>Turn back?</div><div><strong>You can’t.</strong></div><div>Is one choice right?</div><div>Is one wrong?</div><div>Not enough time.</div><div>I had to choose.</div><div>I think about what might have been.</div><div>All I want to do is</div><div><strong>go back.</strong></div><div><br></div><div>-Charlie Persons</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Mysterious RoadSvetlana HoffmanThe mysterious road is  like a dark nightYou don&#39;t know where to go I am curious to seeWhere it leadsThe mysterious road is like a haunted houseWhen you turn the cornerYou don’t know what will be thereWill the unkown be good or badWhatever it may be I will take the chance.</title>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The drive-Karen Honan</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Today as I drove I saw a cloud on the horizon, <br>but who knew it was a storm with some lightnin.<br>As I got closer it got darker and darker,<br>I didn’t know that I was driving into the storm until I got farther and farther.<br>When I got past the mountains there was a slight drizzle,<br>then I realized it was the rain that looked like the end of a chisel.<br>I kept on going cause I had somewhere to be,<br>I had to be at grandma's house by three.<br>Then I could see her waiting outside,<br>she looked said so I started to cry.<br>As I got out of the car I noticed she was dressed in black,<br>so I asked her “Why are you dressed like that?”<br>She told me that something terrible happened while she was outside,<br>it was her dog she had died.<br>Now I know this is sad so don’t start to cry,<br>just think about the sky and when the rain hits your eye.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> My Future Ariana Syracuse The road that leads to my futureIt is so brightI can’t wait to see the lightI don’t know what it will bringBut I know I will fightTo have it reach great heightsI will use all my mightTo see the sightAnd make it right Bright, Light, Fight </title>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Road trip</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>Road Trip: John Kerr</em></div><div><em>Nature was all around us.</em></div><div><em>It was a beautiful place.</em></div><div><em>It was almost like a&nbsp; galaxy of colorful space.</em></div><div><em>Peaceful and calm.</em></div><div><em>Leaves even fell in my palm.</em></div><div><em>Fall had come with beauty.</em></div><div><em>Driving on for miles.</em></div><div><em>We drove past tall orange rock piles.</em></div><div><em>The birds flew across the sunset.</em></div><div><em>The sky was orange with the evening.</em></div><div><em>Plants sprouted from the dirt and rock.&nbsp;</em></div><div><em>I even put some in my pocket.</em></div><div><em>The road seemed to travel on forever through the old frontier.</em></div><div><em>Nature, our home.&nbsp;</em></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Time: By Julia ChamberlinI was driving past the mountains, The sun beginning to set,Driving half the speed limit,Not rushing my precious time.I used to drive fast,In a rush to explore and grow up,But now I think about my time,And I think I don’t have enough.So many places to see,To go,To explore,So many people to meet,To go places with,To love.So now I take my time,And enjoy the little things,Because one day,I might start to say,I wish I would’ve slowed down, And enjoyed the little things. </title>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Road 				By Miranda Burgett	                          I was on the road as my family&#39;s  mood showed	                                                     My sister was angry because she could not read morruses code                                              I was happy because of my  bestowed                                 My mom was nervous because dad was working on the railroad                               My grandma was in her regular mode Driving pretty slow                                           My brother was sad because his game did not download    My grandpa was blind for he could not read the peas barcode                                     As we got to the pet store I ask for a toed                         For once in my life my family agreed on something          They all shouted no </title>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Crowd-Andrew Schwartz</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Crowd</strong></div><div><strong>I stagger out of the building, like a newborn duckling</strong></div><div><strong>I walk out into the amassed crowd, dazed</strong></div><div><strong>So many people, all very anxious to get to where they need to go</strong></div><div><strong>I walk past all the stores, and bright lights</strong></div><div><strong>The smacking of shoes on the cement</strong></div><div><strong>The bright sun is blinding, as the warmth beats down on the people</strong></div><div><strong>I struggle to make my way through the crowd, still attempting to look around the street</strong></div><div><strong>When I reach the intersection, out of the crowd</strong></div><div><strong>I turn around and look back, wondering what those people I see are doing</strong></div><div><strong>A mother with a stroller, pushing her child</strong></div><div><strong>A businessman, hurried of toward his meeting</strong></div><div><strong>A street vendor, selling hot dogs</strong></div><div><strong>All of these wonderful people, that I will never see again.</strong></div><div><strong>I collect these thoughts, and shove them aside, continuing on my own journey.</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>the middle of nowhere (imani)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>i'm in the middle of nowhere</strong></div><div><strong>Clearing my mind and thoughts </strong></div><div><strong>I'm lost in despair</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I’m looking around me as the sun is about to set</strong></div><div><strong>The outside of my body is warm<br> But my insides are cold<br></strong><br></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I keep driving as the sky gets darker and darker</strong></div><div><strong>As i drive i feel empter and empter inside<br></strong><br></div><div><strong>I can't see anybody and know one can see me</strong></div><div><strong>It is midnight and i'm still in the middle of nowhere</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Road To Nowhere               - Aizah Thompson</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Yesterday was a good day</div><div>Today will be a great day</div><div>Tomorrow will be even better</div><div>Where I am going<br> Where am I going?</div><div>Only the future holds the answer</div><div>Ahead of me I look up at the sky</div><div>But, what is in front of me<br>is endless</div><div>After I had to say goodbye</div><div>To all of my friends and family</div><div>But then I cry at all <br>the things I am leaving</div><div>Then I remember</div><div>That the future will soon <br>show me why </div><div>I am going somewhere </div><div>Where the leaves are orange</div><div>And the sky looks like a dream</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Greif                   Patrick Dormer</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><figure class="attachment attachment--preview" data-trix-attachment="{&quot;contentType&quot;:&quot;image&quot;,&quot;height&quot;:183,&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/Wz46fLYKXBVBK9JfxInQ7qf6L_B8SJrn3caZoKVVWkjGPTQNBZI6rE2Io6qOfgrhSIzOvre3Njzqc7Y2uC7yofhLeaCmUT1BF1vL27zoI9UtQgp9Wc1-Qzg_TrtD8WUxGQ4ADrq7&quot;,&quot;width&quot;:275}" data-trix-content-type="image"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/Wz46fLYKXBVBK9JfxInQ7qf6L_B8SJrn3caZoKVVWkjGPTQNBZI6rE2Io6qOfgrhSIzOvre3Njzqc7Y2uC7yofhLeaCmUT1BF1vL27zoI9UtQgp9Wc1-Qzg_TrtD8WUxGQ4ADrq7" width="275" height="183"><figcaption class="attachment__caption"></figcaption></figure><strong>The crows were louder than the truck I was riding in.</strong></div><div><strong>The brisk air from twisted through my hand out the window.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>My mind was in a state of grief, I knew I would never see them again. I was scared for Michael, and Ryan.&nbsp;</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I knew they wouldn’t do well apart from each other. Minutes before my mother died, she told for the last time to never forget family.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>Now, all I could do is pray. I longed for someone to care for me. But now, nothing would ever be the same.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>The winded dessert road was abandoned. No civilization for miles, this didn’t make me feel better.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>As we kept driving, the more and more rusted up signs we passed seemed to grow faces. As if they were living.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>One sign we passed even had hair! Then, we passed a sign with a face that looked as my mothers did.&nbsp;</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I started to cry, my eyes watered and I couldn’t do anything. I just sat there and cried.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>The cab driver looked back at me worrily, but he kept quiet. The silence was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>Accept for the occasional bumps and potholes that we hit that shook the car.</strong></div><div><br></div><div><strong>I wanted to be home more than anything in the world. But the hope of safety for my siblings comforted me for the road to come.&nbsp;</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>                1st Picture                   Lost Where am I .Am I in a car or walking.Going for miles and miles.Feeling like this road will never end.Seeing trees but no buildings.The sky was blue and now it&#39;s orange.Is this a storm or a sunset.Do my feet hurt from walking or putting my foot on the gas.Is my head hurting from the sun or being scared.Is this the end or the beginning. By Piper Powell</title>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Time to go~Ava Burke</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>I need to leave</strong></div><div><strong>I need a break</strong></div><div><strong>I need to see the world</strong></div><div><strong>I turn the key to start the car</strong></div><div><strong>Ding, ding, ding</strong></div><div><strong>I put on my set belt</strong></div><div><strong>Click, I say to myself </strong></div><div><strong>I need to do this</strong></div><div><strong>I have to go</strong></div><div><strong>And off I go</strong></div><div><strong>I stop my car </strong></div><div><strong>I'm in the middle of nowhere</strong></div><div><strong>No cell service, no people, no animals, nothing</strong></div><div><strong>It's just me, my car, the mountains, the grass, the road, and my suitcase</strong></div><div><strong>I hear the wind blow</strong></div><div><strong>whoooo , whoooo past my ears</strong></div><div><strong>It sounds like owls humming in my ears</strong></div><div><strong>I sit and think</strong></div><div><strong>I open my eyes I look through the windshield</strong></div><div><strong>I see clouds that look like an angry valchers</strong></div><div><strong>I listen to the world as if nothing is even here like when you are asleep and hear nothing.</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Journey</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>The Journey By Nicholas Milewski</strong></div><div><strong>The birds flew across the sky</strong></div><div><strong>The sky turning orange for sunset</strong></div><div><strong>The Mountains moving past</strong></div><div><strong>As i move on along the road</strong></div><div><strong>Along me are green bushes beginning to sprout</strong></div><div><strong>The miracle of life</strong></div><div><strong>I travel closer and closer to my destination</strong></div><div><strong>Enjoying the scenery</strong></div><div><strong>The sky gets darker&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>As time takes its course</strong></div><div><strong>I am one with nature</strong></div><div><strong>Element: Repetition</strong></div><div><strong>Theme: Time moves whether you like it or not</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:45:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Vallabh Baldwa</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>What way<br><br><strong>Many ways and many routes.</strong></div><div><strong>Where will one lead me?</strong></div><div><strong>Where should I go.</strong></div><div><strong>What way do I go?</strong></div><div><strong>Will it end?</strong></div><div><strong>And how do I go.</strong></div><div><strong>Am I right or am I not?</strong></div><div><strong>I don’t know maybe one&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>Will know?</strong></div><div><strong>My journey it is and only mine.</strong></div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:46:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Hills  by Hannah Klein</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>The sun peeking over the hills</strong></div><div><strong>Birds singing</strong></div><div><strong>A deer runs across the road</strong></div><div><strong>In a few hours&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>The sun will rise</strong></div><div><strong>The sky</strong></div><div><strong>Will be as blue as irises&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>The hills&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>Alive with wildlife<br>and colours everywhere<br>plants flourishing</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Looping&quot; by Daniel Hurd</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the overcast sky blended in the distance</div><div>as the path, unveiling, lead us</div><div>we, two dreary wanders</div><div>we, two zealous mind</div><div><br></div><div>by this point</div><div>and through my self-disappointment</div><div>I had realized the truth</div><div>of this winding path</div><div><br></div><div>many weeks we’d been here</div><div>and surely it should end</div><div>yet many days we’d traveled</div><div>and found not any change</div><div><br></div><div>doubt overcame me</div><div>so turning to my friend</div><div>I told her what I’d thought</div><div>looking up, she agreed</div><div><br></div><div>that night after sundown</div><div>and ensuring we were right</div><div>we resisted the current of the path</div><div>and took an abrupt turn</div><div><br></div><div>passing through the threshold</div><div>that seemed to intertwine</div><div>the path to its travelers</div><div>felt like relief of unknown suffocation </div><div><br></div><div>farewell to that place</div><div>in which we wasted time</div><div>we’d rather be progressing</div><div>than being stuck in space</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Road    By: Jacob Kim-Kubiak</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> </div><div>The road, so unexplored</div><div>Nor cracked by usage</div><div>Feared, about what lies on the road</div><div>No one knows what goes on the road</div><div>Good or bad</div><div>Could lead you to great place, or a dump</div><div>Could boost you up, or bring you down</div><div>No one will ever know</div><div>Unless you go down</div><div>The unexplored road </div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-03-08 19:49:12 UTC</pubDate>
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