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      <description>Made with a taste for adventure</description>
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      <pubDate>2017-09-29 16:39:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The children pressed to each other like so many roses, so many weeds, intermixed, peering out for a look at the hidden sun" (155)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 16:41:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>(155)"It had been raining for seven years: Thousands and thousands of days compounded and filled from one end to the other with rain"</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>All yesterday they had read about the sun about<br>&nbsp;it was like a lemon</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:43:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Then wildly, like animals escaped their caves, they ran for an hour and didn't stop running</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:45:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"they put up their hands up to that yellowness and that amazing blueness and breathed of the fresh,fresh air and listed and listened to the silence." ~PG.(160)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A boom of thunder startled them, and like leaves before a new hurricane, they tumbled upon each other and ran.(160)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They turned on themselves like a feverish wheel, all tumbling spokes." (Pg 156)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Metaphor</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She was an old photograph dusted from an album, whitened away, and if she spoke her voice would be a ghost." (Pg. 156)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>it was the color of rubber and ash, this jungle, from the many years without sun <br>(159</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:49:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" I think the sun is a flower that blooms for just one hour." pg.2<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:50:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"And the sky around it was a blazing blue tile color."&nbsp; Pg 159</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:50:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The sky darkened in a flash. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:51:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the sun on their cheeks like a warm iron.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:51:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They hated&nbsp; her pale snow face, her waiting silence, her thinness." (157)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-29 18:52:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>its like a penny&nbsp;<br>156<br><br></div>]]></description>
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