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MA VIE ...................................</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-10-01T06:04:58Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>myilla</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-10-01T06:04:58Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title>Il était une fois... Nous et nos histoires</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6ee67e3f/l/0Lmyilla0Bskyrock0N0C24277471670EIl0Eetait0Eune0Efois0ENous0Eet0Enos0Ehistoires0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Les histoires se ressembles toutes.. mais la notre est unique. Petit récit d'une conversation msn, entre Lora et moi, pas comme les autres... 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Seul l'acte...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/4aaaeb4e/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1252715342/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1252715342/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1252715342/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1252715342/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://myilla.skyrock.com/2257916017-La-vie-est-comme-une-bougie-qui-se-consume-a-petit-feu.html</guid><dc:creator>myilla</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-03-30T18:46:58Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://myilla.skyrock.com/2257916017-La-vie-est-comme-une-bougie-qui-se-consume-a-petit-feu.html"><img align="left" src="http://89.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/myilla.33542289.2257916017.4.jpg" alt="" /></a> Telle une bougie incandescante, la vie poursuit son chemin sans regarder ce qui a pu se passer dans le passer, ni se qui qui se passera dans le futur.. Seul l&#039;acte...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Merci..</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7fbc84c/l/0Lmyilla0Bskyrock0N0C19740A921210EMerci0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>" Elle, elle trouve des gas.. Mais toi tu trouveras LE gas.. " Merci à julien pour m'avoir réconforter en me disanst sa.. même si c'est dur à croire&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7fbc84c/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/133941324/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/133941324/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/133941324/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/133941324/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://myilla.skyrock.com/1974092121-Merci.html</guid><dc:creator>myilla</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-03-08T10:07:45Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://myilla.skyrock.com/1974092121-Merci.html"><img align="left" src="http://89.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/myilla.33542289.1974092121.4.jpg" alt="" /></a> &quot; Elle, elle trouve des gas.. 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