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			<title>The Harbor</title>
			<description>A stray from my usual</description>
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			<title>The Migrants</title>
			<description>The Migrants&amp;nbsp;A sea stands on its white foot--I travel through your gray hair.&amp;nbsp;You go, a hook where hands should be-Can you recover the oil of your joints?&amp;nbsp;They've made a soup of your jaw bone--A purse of your cheeks, and teeth for rattling.&amp;nbsp;You found the o..</description>
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			<title>The Cottage</title>
			<description>This took nearly a year to sort out. Its a transformative poem, I think a better one, maybe my worse</description>
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