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			<title>A Whisper In The Wind</title>
			<description>There's a cold front moving inthey say it will snow tonighta littleit has been doing that since Novemberwarm and coldwith just a little snow to remind usit is winterYou would have loved the Super Bowl, dearPittsburgh got their 6th ringThanksgiving we went to Katie..</description>
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			<title>She Dances In My Mind</title>
			<description>Following my wife's death a few months ago, I found myself doing some strange things. One of them was hanging out in strip clubs...just another form of escape...but I carry her with me everywhere...</description>
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			<title>It Is Not Dying That I Fear &amp;#2013266070;  A Kyrielle Sonnet</title>
			<description>I want to go down in a blazeNot sitting in some mindless hazeI pen down truth for all to wearIt is not dying that I fear&amp;nbsp;It is silence within my mindThe lonely moments that I findBound by the cords too strong to shearIt is not dying that I fear&amp;nbsp;And when I linger near th..</description>
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			<title>Sunset Memories</title>
			<description>In the reddish yellow glowOf sunset standsThe man whose dreams were onceSo young&amp;hellip;He views a worldSo far removedFrom his childhood horse and buggy daysHis father found his simple dreamGentle country doctor in Manchester, TennesseeHis son is happy livingSomeone else&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<title>The Dance Of Words</title>
			<description>The Shallimar is a new form created by Shallimar Rose from myspace. It is simply 4 x 4 x 4.</description>
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			<title>Revolving</title>
			<description>The Prose Diamond is a form created by a friend of mine...while it is similar to other forms, it has a life of it's own when properly done. Would like to see others try this form...the creator of the form will have a book out soon and might actually use h</description>
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			<title>Rebel Without A Pen</title>
			<description>Did James Dean ever write pantoums?</description>
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			<title>Vibes</title>
			<description>The aftermath of almost drowning in Tokyo Harbor~Surreal doesn't cover it.</description>
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			<title>The Dark Ages</title>
			<description>In the beginning, there was lightQuest for knowledgeTicket dearly boughtYoung gun, pistol cockedExperienced wide and farBut ganja had to be shedThe magic carpet put to bedBeer was his only friend the nightsThe music died~The music had already turnedBefore the Johns departedHi..</description>
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