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			<title>Cigarette on a Sunday</title>
			<description>I saw God today; Sitting on the edge of an overpassWatching the freeway.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Look at the lights&amp;rdquo; said he,The traffic sitting idly,AnxietyDrivers sharing blasts,As trumpets.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Come,Will you..</description>
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			<title>Upon The Hill of Never</title>
			<description>This si the first poem I ever considered finished. First loves inspire wonderful things.</description>
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			<title>A Poisonous Wound</title>
			<description>I have felt the knife and still been longing for the one who wields. This is for you.</description>
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			<title>As We Look Upon the Midnight Sky</title>
			<description>A look at love in nature's more vulnerable and yet connected moments.</description>
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