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         <title>Write a descriptive passage about this scene (remember to write your name in the title)</title>
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         <pubDate>2013-02-07 10:40:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Mia and Liam</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The water streaming&nbsp;under the old stone bridge like the sea on a hot summer day. The trees swished in the gentle, blowing wind. Water splashing down from the high,stoney waterfall. The water shines brightly reflecting from the beautiful sun. The mossy church stood quietly for hours.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2013-03-01 10:34:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ebony and Tommy</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The massive balcony stood <br>tightly  whilst the blue waterfall</p><p>swept through,</p><p> making it seem</p><p>so strong. The people were scruffy</p><p>and old with long beards.</p><p>The old bridge looked like it was going</p><p>to collapse in seconds. All the houses</p><p>in the distance looked wrecked. Snow all around.</p><p>Look at the old horse terribly hungry <br></p><p>in the middle of the owners walk. Young <br></p><p>children helping their mums walk over the <br></p><p>thick rocky road bridge.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2013-03-01 10:44:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lanie and Ruby</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>A gentle river swiftly passed the old mossy house.</p><p>Horses clopping sharply&nbsp;over&nbsp;the chipped bridge.</p><p>The running waterfall quickly dropped into the water deep below.</p><p>The still crumbled churches stood like a tiger waiting for his pray.</p><p>Beaming down, at the old crusty church, there stood the sun in the bright sky.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2013-03-01 11:32:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Becksie and Natania</p><p>The fountain, sparkling effortlessly,</p><p>swiftly tumbled down into the  warm and <br></p><p>calm water. There, standing motionlessly in</p><p> the middle of the town was a chipped <br></p><p>and mossy old bridge.</p>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>The old churches stood motionlessly. The<br></p><p>only thing that actually moved was the</p><p>waterfalls that fell into the the streams down below. The brown, clothed tribe </p><p>marched hopelessly along the old cobbled bridge.</p>]]></description>
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