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			<title>For Doris</title>
			<description>I wrote this one to my mother after she had passed away.</description>
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			<title>Late Afternoon</title>
			<description>I sometimes struggle with myself when I reach this particular time of day.</description>
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			<title>To: the sun</title>
			<description>You out there!Where is it that you're going?Into thin air I suppose.Nothing is said and even less is showingIt's growing darker as you goYou're hiding your face from the rest of the worldAs if you had anything to give usShow us the way! the people sayYet I, for one, am oblivious</description>
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