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		<description>The original writings of author Orthrus</description>
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			<title>Ruin and Creation</title>
			<description>Joyous nothingness, it tastes so sweetAs the emptiness slowly sinks in deepDeath long and loved like a subtle kiss&amp;nbsp;A bliss so bitter, a gilded thorn embraceEncased in folding petals, seraphic nettleThis endless between oblivion is within&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As I sink so low, as I fade away so slowWill y..</description>
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			<title>Part V (The Water Cycle)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Dave, god damn&amp;hellip; I never knew, you were that good,&amp;rdquo; she panted.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I didn&amp;rsquo;t know either.&amp;nbsp; That was my first but dear god it wasn&amp;rsquo;t hers.&amp;nbsp; I pulled my shorts back on and let her get dressed before we rejoined the party.&amp;nbsp; We stum..</description>
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			<title>Part IV (Moon and Sun)</title>
			<description>Aaron threw me a buttoned shirt from the back that I threw on so we could chill at the mall a bit.&amp;nbsp; He didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything but I had seen it on someone else at least once before.&amp;nbsp;Cam and Aaron went about it like pros stocking up for the party, Aaron&amp;rsquo;s brother had alre..</description>
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			<title>AOE (Army of Enemies)</title>
			<description>Lost in dawn, connections of yesterdayGone, we lay scattered and scathed asThough saints, painted as sinners to beThe scapegoat for the future&amp;rsquo;s historyShaken, broken and divided as enemies&amp;nbsp;Cringing, cornered, burnt from withinThe crushing emptiness of holy presenceThe glaciating blaze, a..</description>
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			<title>Part III (Wake of Change)</title>
			<description>Suddenly my eyes open and I'm coughing up water by the freaking gallon.&amp;nbsp; Ian and Corey are there, giving me these pitiful looks and trying to help me up.&amp;nbsp; They must think I&amp;rsquo;m completely weak or something, I push their arms aside and force myself to stand, visibly pissed.&amp;nbsp; I coul..</description>
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			<title>Part II (Ebb and Flood)</title>
			<description>Part II Ebb and Flood&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey Dave?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; Corey looked around us as if sensing something was missing and his shoulders were slumped in disappointment. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, Corey?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Why don&amp;rsquo;t we have any girls that hangout with us?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; He motioned wi..</description>
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			<title>Avalanche </title>
			<description>This is very old (several years), I showed it to others for the first time only yesterday.</description>
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			<title>High Tide</title>
			<description>Black Comedy, becomes very offensive, you have been warned.  </description>
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			<title>Part I (Drop to Drizzle)</title>
			<description>Black Comedy, becomes very offensive, you have been warned.  </description>
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			<title>Burning World</title>
			<description>The in-progress lyrics to my final music project (an original song.)  Fittingly dedicated to my friend who brought me into the world of music.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Orthrus/955172/</link>
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			<title>Ones and Zeros </title>
			<description>Fear ascends with the SunOn this day, a dawn like duskAs waiting darkness startsJust beyond the opened doorThe sky blank as the new slateA new, undrawn, unready dayClinging to grey as if in frightOf its own capacity for lightBetter this new world be braveFor the terror of its pilgrim isUnrivaled and..</description>
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			<title>Moonlight Rave</title>
			<description>Something beautiful flashes byPasses by, lifting down cast eyesAnd brings dawn to a night skyThe moon imparts its radianceOur hearts with the stars light upThe past returns, rains on us likeAngel feathers and cosmic dustA choir sings to the dead insideTo rise as if struck by lightning&amp;nbsp;A bolt to..</description>
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			<title>Heaven and Earth</title>
			<description>The Sun&amp;rsquo;s passing rays fadeJaded vestiges of days pastBlurred by red black cloudsA pure and tainted sunsetWeighed down with regretsRecollections fatal and essentialAll the guilty tears and smilesContained until rememberedA rising rain, geysers of lightDancing sunshine and shadowsBut better, a ..</description>
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			<title>Dissonance </title>
			<description>Tap out a sound like a held down manWithout a plan and when all&amp;rsquo;s doneAnyone can echo it with ease canCommandeer, domineer, reverse engineerAll under the veneer of &amp;lsquo;frontier&amp;rsquo;But what are we without the fear?That all we hear and speak in these streetsIs just the world stuck on repea..</description>
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