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			<title>Ronin</title>
			<description>Used to think myself poet laureateOf the family I called my ownMy verses were songs of the clanAnd now I see that I am orphaned-A Ronin with a pen.</description>
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			<title>On Having Bipolar Disorder</title>
			<description>a rough draft-- the first thoughts sketched out</description>
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			<title>An Occasion of Sin</title>
			<description>My favorite of my poems-- about temptation</description>
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			<title>Sleepless</title>
			<description>Thoughts of my husband, in the middle of the night....</description>
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			<title>Doubting One:</title>
			<description>I oncesaid &amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo;And youasked me how much;I couldnot name the number-My loveis not as such.My lovefor you cannot be countedLike thewaves upon the sandAndcannot be contained or heldLike theroses in your hand.&amp;nbsp;My lovecann..</description>
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