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			<title>Boriken Migration</title>
			<description>Musical Ekphrasis</description>
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			<title>They Said, I Say </title>
			<description>They said, I say&amp;nbsp;Theysaid, I could never be freeThatI&amp;rsquo;ll be tied to a chain-link fenceLikean abandoned dog Ionce saved.&amp;nbsp;Theysaid, my life now is a broken lockWithno key to unlock glimmers of hopeThusOpeningrift to sorrow paths.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Woken Nights</title>
			<description>Dedicated to victims of PTSD. </description>
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			<title>A Father's Love from the Sands and Waves</title>
			<description>A Father's Love from the Sands and Waves&amp;nbsp;Standing by the shore, watching my two little girlslost in joy as the small wave&amp;rsquo;s splash against their bodies, my heartachebecomes still: Salty warm winds. Sun rays.Innocent faces light up like watching fireworks atConey Island for the f..</description>
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			<title>Passing through Danger</title>
			<description>Passing through DangerThis sweetdarkness of perilPathologies mydecorum,As aficionadosof deathQuench for myvery last breath,It&amp;rsquo;s an age-longpracticeThe deadly deedfor money,Precisionsighting and trigger controlReady to spill occipitalblood hon..</description>
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