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		<description>The original writings of author W. Michael Anthony</description>
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			<title>It's A Shame</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s a shame,the pain you place in my brainwith each ching-changof your little change purse.I&amp;rsquo;m cursed and not worthall the earth that you&amp;rsquo;ve piled onwhich is why I&amp;rsquo;ll wave my wandand be finally gone away from here,this place that hears my tearsas th..</description>
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			<title>5</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The rage inside my heart like fire&amp;rsquo;s blaze  Consumes nearly every part of my soul.Taken over by the pain on her face,I search for ways to release her from the roleShe&amp;rsquo;s forced to play against her own will.But who am I that I should set her free&amp;mdash;Free to find the ro..</description>
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			<title>4</title>
			<description>A timeless treasure burning down so deep&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; within a time-bound shell so frail and meek.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She looks ahead and dreams of strength to seekthe means to wake that treasur..</description>
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			<title>3 (Star Struck)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I more than most live a life of refrain,  Keeping the me I long to be captive,But when I view you I cannot maintainNor keep my practiced images active.At first glance you&amp;rsquo;re beauty is of course clear,But I did not expect to later findSuch depths of passion, bravery, love and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wma/430523/</link>
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			<title>2 (Starlet)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;In gaze, in every inch my eye can see,  Far beyond all mortal limits and boundsIt&amp;rsquo;s clear none shine as bold nor bright as she:A new and precious starlet to be found.In thought, at first, her eyes feigned straightly dim,With quiet stares and indifferent smiles,But when, light..</description>
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			<title>1 (Starlit)</title>
			<description>In dim company one sits and awaits  The brightened doorway to transport him to Another time and place. To view the fatesOf strangers he scarcely cared that he knew,In boredom he wades through the stranger&amp;rsquo;s fairDances and voices and playing of parts.But soon enters in who from heel..</description>
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			<title>Stranger in the Looking Glass</title>
			<description>Everyone gets old.</description>
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