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			<title>Still Life</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I live in the between times.The time of twilightAnd of dawn.&amp;nbsp;Hovering in doorwaysAnd open window sills.&amp;nbsp;The fog of dozing and dreams.&amp;nbsp;Living between the shadow and the light.&amp;nbsp;I am that moment beforea chance taken,an opportunity lost.&amp;nbsp;I a..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t because he loved herIt wasn&amp;rsquo;t because he caredHe only made the effort For the history that they shared.&amp;nbsp;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t because she loved himEven though she really didHer actions were motivatedFor the secret that she hid.&amp;nbsp;It was sometimes f..</description>
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			<title>The First Yesterday</title>
			<description>The first yesterday in my life When today was still today.There was the promise of tomorrow,Moments of time andThings to be done.The first yesterday in my lifeThere were moments to share.Things to look forward to,Plans to be made.Life to be lived.The first yesterday in my lif..</description>
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