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			<title>To whom it may concern</title>
			<description>Closest friend,    I'm twenty-six now. Sometimes I ask myself&quot; where has time gone?&quot; Then again, what's the point in that. I realized today that you've been with me this whole time; influencing me, changing me, shaping who I am today.     I used to be scared of you. Terrified even, I would l..</description>
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			<title>Light</title>
			<description>Just a new style of poetry I was trying out</description>
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			<title>Half-Mast</title>
			<description>A man so brave, he recieves the highest of honors</description>
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			<title>The man in the Dark</title>
			<description>	It was dark that night. I struggled to make my eyes adjust but nothing could pierce the darkness of that night. I wanted to remember every detail, the air was thick and smelled strongly of the river. Just hours ago the blazing heat had been scorching the earth and now the air was thick with the sme..</description>
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			<title>Racing toward Emotion</title>
			<description>The chase was on, but it all was a blurHe leaped over another body, it didn't twitch nor stirHe grabbed the railing and swung up the stairsHis heart was racing his mind stripped of caresKicking open the door he continued to sprintHe just couldn't find them, where could they have went?He came to a do..</description>
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			<title>Heroes of earth.</title>
			<description>I speak of a futuristic post apocalyptic battlefield where human makes it's last defense to survive against an unknown enemy.</description>
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			<title>The Feather</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote about the girl I've loved the most in my life, She is lost to me forever now and this was my way of expressing how I'd do anything to be with her again.</description>
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			<title>The evil of the dark mind</title>
			<description>My mind be a mind of shadow and gloomnot one person can reveal my thoughts untombedthe light you provide cannot reveal in my darkthis mind of mine is my mind of my ownnot a single one person could ever have knownThese thoughts I think tremble and weepI lay her down slow, in her permanent sleepnever ..</description>
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			<title>Patriotic Unity</title>
			<description>A true soldier is always ready to dieSave my companions, join the front lineA true soldier has a heart of goldWe do what's best for our countrycreating stories we want to be told.Selfless and loving just show me the waytake a stand, fight forever, believe in a better dayRed white and blue may not st..</description>
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			<title>Fallen soldier.</title>
			<description>A proud soldier, ready to die for what he believes, only regrets to leave behind his loved one.</description>
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