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			<title>Ascension</title>
			<description>This poem is a critique on the nature of being. Written in 2007 when I was still searching for something to believe in. The work is to be skim read so each reader has a unique journey.</description>
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			<title>You are not Me</title>
			<description>You are not meYou are a faded memoryI am bright lightI come alive in the nightI am free of time and spaceYou are bound by an imagined faceI can go where I pleaseWhilst gravity holds you by your kneesYou see a fraction and I see the wholeI desire Love and you desire goldYou believe you need to feed a..</description>
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			<title>I never left </title>
			<description>If you love someone set them freeAnd so I was set freeFree to doubtFree to believeFree to love, and free to become loveAnd so free to return to whence I cameBut the truth is I never left</description>
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			<title>Even A Goat</title>
			<description>My last trip to the mosque</description>
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			<title>A Blanket of Darkness</title>
			<description>Undera blanket of darknessElevensides the Holy NameFromthe seen to the unseenIdisappeared&amp;nbsp;Angelsawaited my commandIna far off placeOnlya moment awayButI was distracted by you&amp;nbsp;Ashimmering visionResplendentin goldAbutterfl..</description>
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