<?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 17:17:53 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@aryamna/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[She.]]></title><description><![CDATA[She is standing there,in middle of the crowd, breaking increasingly, screaming in silence and crying without tears; however, nobody notices it, no one can see her die daily a little more.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@aryamna/she</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@aryamna/she</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[aryamna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2017 02:36:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ella.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ella esta ahí parada, en medio de la multitud, rompiéndose cada vez más, gritando en silencio y llorando sin lagrimas; sin embargo nadie lo nota, nadie puede verla morir a diario un poco más. - Aryamna]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poesia/@aryamna/ella</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poesia/@aryamna/ella</guid><category><![CDATA[poesia]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[aryamna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2017 23:58:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[No all the dreams come true.]]></title><description><![CDATA[That day was different, I went to talk to her, the only person I've ever loved, I can only think << Are you waiting for me? >> << You will not be gone? >>. When I reached my semi-casual]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/history/@aryamna/no-all-the-dreams-come-true</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/history/@aryamna/no-all-the-dreams-come-true</guid><category><![CDATA[history]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[aryamna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 09 Dec 2017 16:37:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[No todos los sueños se hacen realidad.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ese día era diferente, me dirigía a hablar con ella, la única persona que he amado, solo puedo pensar <<¿Estará esperandome?>> <<¿No se habrá marchado?>>. Al llegar a mi encuentro]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/spanish-historia/@aryamna/no-todos-los-suenos-se-hacen-realidad</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/spanish-historia/@aryamna/no-todos-los-suenos-se-hacen-realidad</guid><category><![CDATA[spanish-historia]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[aryamna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 09 Dec 2017 15:05:06 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>