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			<title>The Book Of Seers</title>
			<description>How much would you pay to have your ultimate demise written before you in the haunted Book of Seers? One man paid the ultimate price and it wasn't from his bank account either. </description>
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			<title>Mi Pappa (My Father)</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote after visiting my father last.</description>
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			<title>Texas Summer Prose</title>
			<description>Stream of thought prose on a hot, Texas summer evening.</description>
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			<title>Youth Envy</title>
			<description>A reflection on the intense nostalgia of youth.</description>
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			<title>As Dawn Breaks</title>
			<description>A poem about a dying love.</description>
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