<?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/kmer4107"><title>the backyard - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/</link><description>it came in dream, as a whole, to a certain point</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/kmer4107/533177" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/532807" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/532496" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/531819" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/531619" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/529723" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/526224" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/525482" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/520591" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/519782" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/533177"><title>backyard, more pizza</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/533177</link><description>The two, twin like girls announced that lunch was here. 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Mavis's voice broke on the last...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/532496"><title>the next 'day'</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/532496</link><description>When the children woke for the next `day', Selee and Just counted them. Fourteen; all were there. They awoke to ravening hunger. Unknown to them they had slept for at least an entire Earth day as far as Ileana could calculate. When the children left the bathhouse in search of breakfast, they...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/531819"><title>the dark time</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/kmer4107/531819</link><description>Darkness fell while the children waited for the crash of thunder catching everyone unaware. The younger children were afraid to move off the rock formation. The older children thought they would be safer inside. No one wanted to be left alone. 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