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			<title>History</title>
			<description>keep your compossureyour simplest thoughtas Alex the Greatto Gordians knotfear not the futurenor present-nor notGods grace is upon youYour battle is fought.</description>
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			<title>Goodnight</title>
			<description>Your eyes and skin are of Sif. Beauty is yours. Stand proud as to defend-but think first as true wisdom need not defend.Things are not always as they seem...a stopped clock is right twice a day.&amp;nbsp;GoodnightOdin's wisdom is in you as well. Caution will be your friend- else a lost eye. Shuck pride-..</description>
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			<title>Enclosed </title>
			<description>Tho thoughts be throwsa blanketthru throw to toss of thoughtsamidst&amp;nbsp;at throvean&amp;nbsp;id of poxshall tempermentrelieve the mindwithout a temperthat leaves you kind</description>
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			<title>Wolves Clothing</title>
			<description>Where wolfs ears arewolfs teeth lie nearthe future-propheticthe present-herehistories mystoriescause shadows arrearsthe thought of forethoughtprophetically pier's</description>
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			<title>Earth</title>
			<description>Naturenurtureearthsuckles me to her bossom.&amp;nbsp;What thirsts &amp;amp; curses &amp;amp; courses my veins--hails fromyields toreturns reluctantly to you.&amp;nbsp;Mere ashes &amp;amp; dustselfish dustRECYCLED NO LESS!&amp;nbsp;Not special at allfrom t**d to honey-TWICE!&amp;nbsp;Cabbage to pig to flower to bee.&amp;nbsp;Cyclin..</description>
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