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			<title>Reoccurring Nightmare</title>
			<description>I am travelling along on a trainin which there are no other passengers.&amp;nbsp;The train is passing through a small ravine of scrubby wasteland anddesolation.&amp;nbsp; I feel I am no longer aloneand sense the presence of another entity.&amp;nbsp;The entity I cannot see but I can feel it and hear it..</description>
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			<title>Journey of a Lifetime</title>
			<description>&quot;Where we love is home--home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts&quot; - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. </description>
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			<title>The War that Wages Forth</title>
			<description>Sometimes, our biggest enemy is ourself</description>
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			<title>Empty</title>
			<description>&quot;I'm not afraid of the darkness or night. I'm afraid of the silence--where there is nothing to hide me from my own screaming thoughts&quot; - unknown</description>
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			<title>The Beast Within</title>
			<description>The anger in us all</description>
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			<title>Beyond the Window Pane</title>
			<description> &amp;ldquo;The earth has music for those who listen.&amp;rdquo; - George Santayana</description>
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			<title>The Fight</title>
			<description>The fight to escape the darkness</description>
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			<title>Letters to my Mother</title>
			<description>A man's letters to his mother. Please read the Author's note at the bottom!!</description>
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			<title>Poem</title>
			<description>There is a place called happinessIt lives throughout the landsNo one may see hear or touch itFor it is out of reach of eyes ears and handsBut if you close your eyes you may see it,Shining brighter than a starIt has but a thousand shapesSo that you may create where ever you areIt has another name-Its..</description>
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			<title>From Heaven Looking Down</title>
			<description>&quot;Your father was a good man. Growing up without him is going be hard. It&amp;rsquo;s going to hurt. You&amp;rsquo;ll feel alone, out to sea with no shore in sight. You&amp;rsquo;ll wonder &amp;ldquo;Why me?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Why him?&amp;rdquo; &quot;- Act of Valor</description>
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