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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Who knows what life will bring my way It's a winding road alongside a raging river A Hwy on the cliffs above the roaring oceanA dirt road etched into the hill side Beaten down and Beautiful From all the many ages it has seen And all the skies it's been under</description>
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			<title>Sestina</title>
			<description>Sit with me on the dune of sandwatch the waves roll in and back out agian walk with me in the surf then lets roll out like turfon a beach towel we soak uo the sun we better not have too much fun&amp;nbsp;We lay here and watch the seals have fun playing around on a bar of sand in the mi..</description>
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			<title>Dad</title>
			<description>His hands cracked and dry His skin tan from the sunreminds me of leather He shows no emotion, no one knowshis weaknessesbut he knows mineHe loves but doesn't say itHe cares and it shows it shows in the reflection of my hard wood floors He has a sense of humor a joke always arou..</description>
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