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			<title>The Duo Dive</title>
			<description>Battle of thoughts mixed with solitude and sadness of a missing loved one</description>
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			<title>SocialInteraction.com</title>
			<description>Poem on society... writing for a friend not my personal thoughts.</description>
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			<title>My Father </title>
			<description>Father, joke, poem, short, story, sex, </description>
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			<title>Merry Christmas</title>
			<description>Xmas, Festive , Christmas, Santa</description>
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			<title>My Bonfire Rememberance </title>
			<description>Bonfire Night, 5th November, Guy Fawkes, </description>
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			<title>Striker Leader</title>
			<description>Young and innocent he was nothing but a boy.In&amp;nbsp;the summer of 38 he helped his folks and played with his toys.With schooling and&amp;nbsp;friends life was a joy,Two years later he was called up to deploy...With hardened eyes he was peered at.With a cough and a feel he was grasped.&amp;nbsp;Slap on&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>The Night</title>
			<description>They laughed and threw change,&amp;nbsp;not knowing the strangers pain.No wife, no children his life was in vein.In a dark and damp alley alone he sat there tame.&amp;nbsp;It started well in school, college and educationEven fortunate enough to be taken on vacation.Good kid, straight A's and a solid ambitio..</description>
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