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			<title>Bacca Life</title>
			<description>Words about my child life</description>
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			<title>No Voice</title>
			<description>Just a feeling!</description>
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			<title>Snowfall</title>
			<description>Written about the beginning of a snow while in the woods.</description>
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			<title>No Fear</title>
			<description>No FearBy Woody Moore&amp;nbsp;The Psalm says, yeahthough I walk&amp;hellip;In reality I walk notthrough the valley of death,I walk surrounded bydeath.It is all around meand stands ready ahead of me not too far in the distance.&amp;nbsp;D..</description>
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			<title>The Simple Way</title>
			<description>The Simple WayByWoody MooreI travel through thisworldTraversing manydifferent pathsAlong some there areothers pushing and shovingToward some glorioustrophy&amp;nbsp;Some paths aresmaller They offerfulfillment of lustsM..</description>
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			<title>Still Knights</title>
			<description>Written for all of those who were educated in, taught at, and embodied Mecklenburg Academy</description>
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			<title>Sanctuary</title>
			<description>Written about play time when growing up. When as a child had to work in the fields as well. </description>
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			<title>Transformed</title>
			<description>An old piece written in a moment of thought.</description>
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