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		<description>The original writings of author Dreamy</description>
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			<title>Firefighter Visions</title>
			<description>This was written by me, taken directly from runs I've had in my career as a City of Milwaukee Firefigther. Although I was badly injured in a fire and am now retired, the memories are still very vivid.</description>
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			<title>Picture Poem This Contest</title>
			<description>Entered into the Picture Poem Contest</description>
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			<title>Still Living With You</title>
			<description>Feelings left over from an abusive marriage.</description>
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			<title>For My Little Angels</title>
			<description>Just something I wrote for my kids.</description>
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			<title>It Was You</title>
			<description>A peek into domestic violence</description>
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			<title>My Mom</title>
			<description>More randomness, about Mom~</description>
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			<title>Emotions? (I never really gave this a title!)</title>
			<description>                                    It's hard to explain, all the emotions in me,            and the best I can do, is to try and make you see.            My past haunts me, and troubles my mind,            yet you stand beside me, because your heart is so kind.            I know y..</description>
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			<title>Turning 40</title>
			<description>Random Thoughts</description>
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			<title>Life's Journals</title>
			<description>Not so much a book as a random gathering of my thoughts.</description>
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			<title>Not Sure of a Title Yet</title>
			<description>Erotic Writine</description>
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			<title>Where Is Alone</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There is that place, that little place inside,the one you want to run to, but instead turn from and hide.Where is alone?There is that emptiness around you, when you look and no one's there,when you try to ignore your surroundings, yet you know you're fully aware.Where is alone?Th..</description>
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			<title>When I Look At Myself</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I Look at MyselfWhen i look at myself, is it me I'm looking at?I'd like to think I'm my own person, not someone else's doormat.When I look at myself, is there anything inside?Always feeling so alone, yet smiling on the outside.When I look at myself, is there anyone to love me?..</description>
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