<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2026 17:58:52 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@abujaga/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Love Beach]]></title><description><![CDATA[He was pensive staring at the sky breaking. He was thinking of someone who had once reigned in his heart. As if he was scribbling something that pleased him, he smiled. 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Suddenly I was]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/that-evening-in-the-garden</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/that-evening-in-the-garden</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2020 18:45:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5Jz4b44vkzpzH58J?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Happy For Me]]></title><description><![CDATA[I am a countryman who served far in the interior of Papua, currently I am undergoing a long-distance relationship (LDR) with a guy who is in the city of Pare Pare, one of the cities in the province of]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/happy-for-me</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/happy-for-me</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2020 16:11:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K2UcY3tLHgYUuvE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[My love is 40 days old]]></title><description><![CDATA[My first day of labor training was like my first day at school, there was fear and sadness. 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In the past month,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/falling-flowers</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/falling-flowers</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2020 17:49:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K2sLKNM7v1wF13c?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Now my task is over]]></title><description><![CDATA[why are you cuckering me why do you hurt me why did you betray me? What did I do wrong? what are my shortcomings? " "No, you are completely innocent ... You have no shortcomings ... In fact,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/now-my-task-is-over</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/now-my-task-is-over</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2020 16:25:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K2vqXZuzB33vSYv?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[my temporary love]]></title><description><![CDATA[``￼ Kukuruyukkk The sound of chicken woke me up. Actually it's not the sound of a real chicken, but the sound of my alarm. 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]]></title><description><![CDATA[In this class the arrival of new students, introduce yourself son" said the veiled teacher, "introduce my full name siti badriah, friends can call me siti, and I transfer from smp love earth,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/loyalty-until-i-go</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/loyalty-until-i-go</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2020 18:59:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K3FdE1j7WGQm9Qa?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Life In The Shadow Of Love]]></title><description><![CDATA[This morning the weather was very cloudy. Very well suited to my mood today. 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Randi started the day with a beautiful smile as beautiful as Randi was in love, drunk in love]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/i-can-t-stand-far-from-you</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/i-can-t-stand-far-from-you</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2020 21:31:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K2uyJ8o6sZyBgSr?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Faithfulness may continue until eternal death]]></title><description><![CDATA[This morning is bright, beautiful and colorful. Yes today is a holiday. As usual I do a series of activities. Nothing special, just why I'm so happy today. 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I only replied]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/love-is-giving-not-asking</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/love-is-giving-not-asking</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2020 04:37:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Come Back Like A Year Ago]]></title><description><![CDATA[I miss his gaze, I miss his smile, I miss his voice, I miss everything about him. He who won't miss me, he who doesn't know me. I'm just a part of the memory that has died, which is not possible to come]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/come-back-like-a-year-ago</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/come-back-like-a-year-ago</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2020 21:34:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5JynBPHQErsoA6Zk?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[I am weak without you]]></title><description><![CDATA[That day, as usual, Heffy and Reifa took photographs in the park. Because, there was a class meeting, he deliberately did not invite Kezya and Putra because they were in their busy schedules. 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She was across the street with her friends constantly glancing at]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/the-beginning-of-our-meeting</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@abujaga/the-beginning-of-our-meeting</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abujaga]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:23:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Y2iXpRRkNSnseh3NuL6KUBitJTXrc5K3kqWYuUCEvmRoC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Wait for me to go home]]></title><description><![CDATA[Me and her. I do not know what we really are, if you say we are dating do not have any relationship. But it's not even dating, because we know we love each other. 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