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            <title><![CDATA[The gun named marketing killed my butterfly !]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2015 09:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Earlier today, I was listening to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/iseesomething?fref=ts">Dananjaya Hettiarachchi</a>’s “ <a href="https://youtu.be/0dNHfZ4ZnxQ">Chasing Butterfiles</a>” for the 100th time in my life,</p><p>And I realized, I had dreams, dreams that are worth sharing, worth living for, a story that I could tell my grandson, sitting by the side,</p><p>the life, the love I received from my grandfather, who chased a butterfly,</p><p>Things I heard from people, about dreaming too big,</p><p>But I know I’m getting there,</p><p>I feel the vibe,</p><p>I hear the voice from above ,</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=30e22148c0e6" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Welcome to the Manhood !]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2015 07:46:43 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2015-07-12T07:48:25.170Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If I ever have a baby boy,</p><p>from the time he turns from boy to a man ,</p><p>I want to be the one to accept it,</p><p>that I raised a man with balls.</p><p>Regardless of how poor or rich I am by then.</p><p>when he’s getting ready to go,</p><p>I want to buy him the suit that he loves, with my money</p><p>as a symbol of accepting him as a man,</p><p>offer a scotch, before he leaves,</p><p>and tell him</p><p>“welcome to the manhood”</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/400/0*OFEj2oVlXbD12XhB.jpg" /></figure><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/400/0*okITwk0QmLyX8iof.jpg" /></figure><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=c0728ecb34c7" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[Diary of a Stupendous Journey]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2015 14:19:50 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2015-06-29T14:23:34.870Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<h2><strong>Look in, Look through</strong></h2><p>I’m sure you have come across many people in your life,</p><p>Yet there are some than remain.</p><p>Some physically,</p><p>Some spiritually</p><p>Its the soul that I believe</p><p>in a constitutionally soul searching being</p><p>Yes! That one,</p><p>You find with awkward behavior</p><p>That could be the one</p><p>One who who doesn’t believe in constitutional behavior</p><p>Who studiously pushes limitations</p><p>To experience life</p><p>In their own cloud</p><p>Yes They are among us.</p><p>They are the ones who unconditionally care from the bottom of their hearts,</p><p>And speak through their eyes,</p><p>Believe in them,</p><p>They are the people there ,</p><p>No matter who you are.</p><p>Look in, Look through</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/500/0*NDj5d8Nom6P8BvaA." /></figure><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/669/0*L91-mARh9uO7GOoh." /></figure><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=28fdf55f2c74" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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