<?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[applehotteok]]></title><description><![CDATA[applehotteok]]></description><link>https://applehotteok.wixsite.com/writingportfolio/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2026 09:18:09 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://applehotteok.wixsite.com/writingportfolio/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[(to be) freed]]></title><description><![CDATA[i. id it's hard to see the clear outlines of my fists but is it because i can't see through the tears that seem to blur the world more...]]></description><link>https://applehotteok.wixsite.com/writingportfolio/post/to-be-freed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">607a594fffffa2001504b29c</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 17 Apr 2021 03:59:00 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>kaylan so</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>