<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/">  <channel>    <title>Wattpad - by Ashley-R    </title>    <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss    </link>    <description>Wattpad - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories</description>    <image>      <title>Wattpad - by Ashley-R      </title>      <url>https://static.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1778868786</url>      <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss      </link>    </image><item><title>NoName</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433418736-noname-introduction?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Ashley-R / 3 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The story of a teenager trying to understand who she is, what is love, how to love and how to be loved. Based on a true story with a few modifications.</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The story of a teenager trying to understand who she is, what is love, how to love and how to be loved. Based on a true story with a few modifications.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433418736-noname-introduction?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/114398776-256-k791651.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>NoName</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Road to Recovery</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433430382-road-to-recovery?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Ashley-R / 1 page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Self-Reflexion turned into a poem.</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Self-Reflexion turned into a poem.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433430382-road-to-recovery?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/114401496-256-k793365.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Road to Recovery</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>And Then She Wanted to Die</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433427370-and-then-she-wanted-to-die?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Ashley-R / 2 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Something that came to my mind as I was lying in my bed two years ago..</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Something that came to my mind as I was lying in my bed two years ago..</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433427370-and-then-she-wanted-to-die?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/114400798-256-k792756.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>And Then She Wanted to Die</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Psychological or Physiological, Wounds Heal the Same Way</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433415247-psychological-or-physiological-wounds-heal-the?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Ashley-R / 1 page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In health, we learn how to take care of wounds when the skin is injured. I believe that these steps should be applied as well when dealing with psychological wounds.</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In health, we learn how to take care of wounds when the skin is injured. I believe that these steps should be applied as well when dealing with psychological wounds.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433415247-psychological-or-physiological-wounds-heal-the?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/114398032-256-k791841.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>Psychological or Physiological, Wounds Heal the Same Way</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>BroKen</title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433318000-broken?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;Ashley-R / 1 page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A small poem that I wrote as I was angry. I happens rarely but that day I was mad at our society and at everyone who doesn&apos;t treat black women the way they should be. 

It is important to understand that this poem does not point fingers at anyone....</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A small poem that I wrote as I was angry. I happens rarely but that day I was mad at our society and at everyone who doesn&apos;t treat black women the way they should be. 

It is important to understand that this poem does not point fingers at anyone. A lot of individuals see us for who we are and are aware that we are worth being married and treated properly.</p><a href='https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/433318000-broken?utm_source=rss'>Start Reading</a><figure><img src="https://img.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/cover/114375057-256-k773762.jpg" width="256" height="400" /><figcaption>BroKen</figcaption></figure>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>