<?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>Sat, 18 Apr 2026 22:34:09 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/emotionalwriting/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The oldest thing in the house is the one that carries a diary — and a soul]]></title><description><![CDATA[photo by: We found the diary in the bottom drawer of her old desk.The drawer that was always locked.Not with a key — with silence. 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