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			<title>Seasons</title>
			<description>Short excerpt from my novel, 'The Sound of Abundance of Rain'. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;

To read more, click &lt;a href=&quot;http://http://www.amazon.com/Sound-Abundance-Rain-Andrew-Lovel/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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			<title>Morning</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When next you go there&amp;nbsp; carry me too, my love;To the place where we lay&amp;nbsp; pregnant; with anticipationof the gathering morn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Where duplicity lies furthest &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; from our minds; and&amp;nbsp; words left unspoken say more..</description>
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			<title>Lament to the Lord</title>
			<description>A more winsome offering than my usual fare. Written many years ago, it still retains, for myself at least, a certain charm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lavoren/339309/</link>
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			<title>Crush</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think I was nine, or maybe ten, when,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; crying myself to sleep one night,I heard a whisper tell;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;It's just a crush, simple infatuation, no more, I promise, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it will not last, now, sleep thee well&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Mara ii.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mara ii.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;with the first eager hours of darknesssilently, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we began to gather upon the beach.&amp;nbsp;I fear for what will transpire here...&amp;nbsp;strangely, we eyed the sea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so vast, so blac..</description>
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			<title>Sonnet ii.</title>
			<description>.ii&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ever have men favour'd the crudeness of words o'er silence,With which to express the profundity of their loves;Far better their voices were strung like violins,And their chests prone to burst forth with doves;So death to the poet and his bleeding pen,Th..</description>
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			<title>Two Killers</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Two Killers&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;two killers I met on the road last night;&amp;nbsp;the first; said his name was ignorance,and as I spoke, turned away his head;&amp;nbsp;the second; I assume his name was silencefor when I asked him, not one word he..</description>
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			<title>88</title>
			<description>'88', is a short story that later became a script and then, subsequently, a short film I directed. It premiered at the Cannes Short Film Corner then received it's North American premiere at this year's Rhode Island International Film Festival.
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