<?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/elysianfields"><title>(Connie) Elyse's Writing - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/elysianfields/</link><description>Compositions; drafts; sketches; anything creative will be on this blog of mine.  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Was she safe in her journey and would we soon reunite?” “I began creating inventions and found idle time more. The country roads were dusty and my heart ached so sore. 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