<?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>Mon, 04 May 2026 18:13:51 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/gotfromgod/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Finding Her Beauty]]></title><description><![CDATA[She wears a masked to hide her real feelings Everyone described her looks as non-appealing Not because of her face, height or weight It's the way her dark skin isn't accepted in society That mask helps]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/scaryblog/@razaakhtar/finding-her-beauty</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/scaryblog/@razaakhtar/finding-her-beauty</guid><category><![CDATA[scaryblog]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[razaakhtar]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2018 19:45:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[TRUMPET OF THE GODS !!!  my 1st blog on STEEMIT]]></title><description><![CDATA[I met Mohit when I stopped at that dingy gas station, half a kilometer south of the last town. He was a jolly fellow, in his late twenties. The next town was nearly 50 miles away and he was in dire need]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/myfirstblog/@razaakhtar/trumpet-of-the-gods-my-1st-blog-on-steemit</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/myfirstblog/@razaakhtar/trumpet-of-the-gods-my-1st-blog-on-steemit</guid><category><![CDATA[myfirstblog]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[razaakhtar]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2018 14:38:36 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>