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		<description>The original writings of author Maranatha</description>
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			<title>I can't do it</title>
			<description>When will I finally be free of this?This is now a priorityEmptiness and brokenness and all this evil messLeaving me in a state of nothing&amp;nbsp;Take steps to leave this state of beingBelieving, knowing, where am I going?I can&amp;rsquo;t take ..</description>
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			<title>Sinking ship</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m shaking,It isn&amp;rsquo;t cold and nature isn&amp;rsquo;t moving the ground I&amp;rsquo;m placedon.I&amp;rsquo;m not sure where this feeling is coming from or when itwill subside.Ever present in my mind, I can not hide and yet, I can notbe found...</description>
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			<title>There is no one home</title>
			<description>This one just came out.</description>
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			<title>Crippled faith</title>
			<description>Thoughts I portrayed through writing. My thoughts on American government, war and how many American Christians carry out their faith.</description>
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			<title>6:20AM</title>
			<description>A piece of my life.</description>
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			<title>The Mine (spoken word)</title>
			<description>Poem/spoken word about my own life.</description>
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			<title>Dying flame </title>
			<description>Dying flameEvery day is a struggle to follow you as my flesh takes over,I have fallen so deep into the darkness, but all the while remained sober.My self righteousness has made my heart so bitter,where is the fire inside that kept me warm last winter?I thought these flams could n..</description>
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