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			<title>Early to Sleep, Early to Rise</title>
			<description>Another phone call home; tell them about black and white; omit details of last night; the things that are turning me into a shell. &amp;nbsp;The darkness comes and then it goes, reappears in winter clothes; &amp;nbsp;The night's as dark as me. &amp;nbsp;Another phone call home. &amp;nbsp;Dream of all the&amp;nbsp;boule..</description>
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			<title>A blithe statement.</title>
			<description>i can always count on you to ruin my day, like summer sun on a snowy day- I can always set my watch to your flippant ways- you are predictably unpredictable in the most revolting ways. &amp;nbsp;These days- I just want to turn and drive- no destination, no more need to hide. &amp;nbsp;These nights, if we fi..</description>
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			<title>The big empty.</title>
			<description>The great sacrifice. &amp;nbsp;The letting go. &amp;nbsp;Of material&amp;nbsp;possessions; of camaraderie- of highest aspirations - of great health - of accomplished love, above all. &amp;nbsp;The stripping down - to nothing. &amp;nbsp;The bones of someone that was. &amp;nbsp;My empty eyes swallowed everything. &amp;nbsp;The g..</description>
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