<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Harderup"><title>Danish Delight - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/</link><description>Poetry from Europe</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/649069" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/648844" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/609095" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/608300" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/586073" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/580464" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/577321" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/576787" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/576314" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/576104" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/649069"><title>My life is in your hands...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/649069</link><description>I have no memories I have no past My Book of Life is blank Naked and innocent I enter this world Helpless, wordless and blind What will I look like? Where will I live? Am I one of the lucky ones? Your strength and wisdom Will influence me Until I can choose for myself Please be gentle And keep me...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/648844"><title>My paradise...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/648844</link><description>My paradise… I have a private paradise Within myself A secret little garden For me and no one else I fertilise with memories Amongst them I will lie I nurture all the good ones I leave the bad to die Copyright © 2010 L. Harderup. All rights reserved.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/609095"><title>The cage</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/609095</link><description>Today the strangest thing happened to me I opened the cage and set myself free The guard, as it turned out, was me all along I thought it was you, it was not, I was wrong Copyright © 2009 L. Harderup. All rights reserved.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/608300"><title>The Web</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Harderup/608300</link><description>I'm stuck in a web, I weaved myself With noone to blame but me Hungry for the compliments you were feeding me And now I can't get free Copyright © 2009 L. Harderup. 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