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			<title>The Payment</title>
			<description>ThepaymentByChristopherL. Lisenbee&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;AsI drift off to sleep, I began to dream a dreamof fire, the fire began to lick, began to lick my fleshAnd as I watched, my flesh began to melt as thoughit were a cube of ice floating upon the arctic water.The rancid..</description>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;FearByChristopherL. Lisenbee&amp;nbsp;I feel my heartpounding against the inside of my chest, I know deep within my own soul that I haveto take the chance, I am afraid of what&amp;rsquo;s to come, not so much as to what hasalready passed, the feeling is over whelming ..</description>
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			<title>The Last Death</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The Last DeathByChristopher L. Lisenbee&amp;nbsp;Upon the golden light of twilight, I set upon the edge of mybed, pondering the questions of a life miss spent, wondering of the splendor tocome. Waiting for the end, wanting the ferrymen to overlook my sins, I know Imust an..</description>
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			<title>Lost Love</title>
			<description>Lost LoveByChristopher L. Lisenbee&amp;nbsp;I once thought you were my friend, but now I don&amp;rsquo;t know why,I once thought you were my first true love, but now I can&amp;rsquo;t remember why, Ithought you loved me, but that was a lie, I trusted you with my world, but youthrew it ..</description>
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