<?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>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2026 07:12:25 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/created/forthefeels/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Ident (For Ana)]]></title><description><![CDATA[And the current moves Soaring Gliding through the crowd Unaware, a story hidden by the mask. Armored in silver, and cosmetics, and product Fortified To each a story unknown, unfolding And I move a silent]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@cobaltskky/ident-for-ana</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@cobaltskky/ident-for-ana</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[cobaltskky]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2016 22:45:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Icarus]]></title><description><![CDATA[You cautioned that the sand would burn my feet. You cautioned that the sun would burn my back. But I wanted freedom anyway. The fusion sphere descending the crimson horizon taints a repeating sea foamy]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@cobaltskky/icarus</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@cobaltskky/icarus</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[cobaltskky]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2016 22:38:27 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>