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		<title>By: emmystrange</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424223</link>
		<dc:creator>emmystrange</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 22:04:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>She hated the way they broke in her hand, just when she started to get everything looking just right. the joy of the pastel, however, was in the smudging, turning lines into shadows and shadows into dreams.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>She hated the way they broke in her hand, just when she started to get everything looking just right. the joy of the pastel, however, was in the smudging, turning lines into shadows and shadows into dreams.</p>
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		<title>By: Alaa Arfeen</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424143</link>
		<dc:creator>Alaa Arfeen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 18:07:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>كل الألوان موجوده بس بهتانه .. عارف لما تبقى حايتك كلها فيها كل حاجه 
بس كل الحاجات يمكن  .. و مفيش حاجه أوي 
الحزن مش حزن أوي و الفرح مش فرح اوي ..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>كل الألوان موجوده بس بهتانه .. عارف لما تبقى حايتك كلها فيها كل حاجه<br />
بس كل الحاجات يمكن  .. و مفيش حاجه أوي<br />
الحزن مش حزن أوي و الفرح مش فرح اوي ..</p>
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		<title>By: jonathan jimenez</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424142</link>
		<dc:creator>jonathan jimenez</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 18:06:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>the bakery in brea
i think of mommas cooking
i think of my old church&#039;s ceiling
i think of pasta. 
italian food always sounds great
colors, i think are pretty
i wish my grandma would make pastel</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>the bakery in brea<br />
i think of mommas cooking<br />
i think of my old church&#8217;s ceiling<br />
i think of pasta.<br />
italian food always sounds great<br />
colors, i think are pretty<br />
i wish my grandma would make pastel</p>
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		<title>By: Dianna</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424141</link>
		<dc:creator>Dianna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:58:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Spring colors blue yellow pink. Fresh air and smiles. Cool breeze and well done hair and nails. Play and laughter in the sunshine.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Spring colors blue yellow pink. Fresh air and smiles. Cool breeze and well done hair and nails. Play and laughter in the sunshine.</p>
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		<title>By: Robert</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424140</link>
		<dc:creator>Robert</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:49:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Pastels are like washed out ghosts of real colors. Not really brilliant. Not really exciting. Kinda lame, actually. Be brilliant. Be bright. Let it all hang out. Full force.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Pastels are like washed out ghosts of real colors. Not really brilliant. Not really exciting. Kinda lame, actually. Be brilliant. Be bright. Let it all hang out. Full force.</p>
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		<title>By: Gracie</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424139</link>
		<dc:creator>Gracie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:40:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love the pastel colors that come with easter, this word also reminds me of the spanish word pastel which means cake, so now im hungry for some since i  havent had lunch yet! It is in purple and i reminds me of my favorite color, i think its funny how guys cant call out pastel colors.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>I love the pastel colors that come with easter, this word also reminds me of the spanish word pastel which means cake, so now im hungry for some since i  havent had lunch yet! It is in purple and i reminds me of my favorite color, i think its funny how guys cant call out pastel colors.</p>
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		<title>By: Louisa</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424138</link>
		<dc:creator>Louisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:36:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So today the word is Pastel, and I just wanted to say that... well you know the pastel hair you always see on Tumblr? I wonder if it would be possible on my hair; you know, because my hair is so dark. Really wonder.

I also remember pastels as a tool; the first things I learned to draw with. I kind of miss art; why I chose music over art or dance... I don&#039;t quite know.

Hm.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>So today the word is Pastel, and I just wanted to say that&#8230; well you know the pastel hair you always see on Tumblr? I wonder if it would be possible on my hair; you know, because my hair is so dark. Really wonder.</p>
<p>I also remember pastels as a tool; the first things I learned to draw with. I kind of miss art; why I chose music over art or dance&#8230; I don&#8217;t quite know.</p>
<p>Hm.</p>
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		<title>By: Mara</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424137</link>
		<dc:creator>Mara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:33:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your eyes shone upon me,
so crystal clear lightning shook through them,
and your hand grazed my shoulder as we sat on the cold curbside
and waited for the sun&#039;s bright rays.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Your eyes shone upon me,<br />
so crystal clear lightning shook through them,<br />
and your hand grazed my shoulder as we sat on the cold curbside<br />
and waited for the sun&#8217;s bright rays.</p>
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		<title>By: A.T.G.</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424136</link>
		<dc:creator>A.T.G.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:31:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Used in art, pastel paints a world that is beautifully fragile, a world full of subtleties and undertones.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>Used in art, pastel paints a world that is beautifully fragile, a world full of subtleties and undertones.</p>
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		<title>By: Carolyn</title>
		<link>http://oneword.com/word/pastel/comment-page-9/#comment-424135</link>
		<dc:creator>Carolyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 17:29:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The sky reflected each color, dulling it to a light pastel. I was reminded of my watercolors, and how they were melting back at home because mother hadn&#039;t let me bring them with us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <p>The sky reflected each color, dulling it to a light pastel. I was reminded of my watercolors, and how they were melting back at home because mother hadn&#8217;t let me bring them with us.</p>
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