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		<description>The original writings of author Carmina Echavia</description>
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			<title>MANI-MANI</title>
			<description>Mani-mani is a little yellow flower</description>
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			<title>KINGDOM BY THE SEA</title>
			<description>This was your kingdom,Peaceful as the calm wind.Your hair enjoyed to swing with it.The stars were your crownAnd their twinkling were in your eyes.You sit on a majestic rockWith your cape of wavesSplashing against your throne.The moon stares at youLike you are the ..</description>
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			<title>LUNA</title>
			<description>Oh,Luna,Whydo you stare at meButshine on others?Whydo you collect my dry tearsButpaint on yourself their shouting smiles?Whydo you whisper &quot;come&quot;Butgive the stairs elsewhere?Doyou desire to be my crown?Orlure me to your sea underTodrown?</description>
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			<title>TELL ME</title>
			<description>GreenLily, tell meWhenwill the tilapia fishKissyou warm again?</description>
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			<title>GAZE</title>
			<description>Thebird's wings flappingTothe beat of dancing windIgaze from my cage.</description>
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			<title>DESIRE OF A PEN</title>
			<description>A black pen lying on thetableIt waits for the handThat will let its body danceAnd share its inkTo the resting paper.&amp;nbsp;I place it between myfingers.My hand chokes it to death.Chained and beaten,The pen is my slave.I command it to spit itsink.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>FOR HER FLOWERS</title>
			<description>She is the greatest gardener,Planting in her wombFlowers of different colors,Of varying size and scent.And when they holdTheir roots on the ground,She waters them with love,Exposes them to warmth of the sunThat will radiate them,And protects her lovely creatures..</description>
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			<title>OCTOBER MOON</title>
			<description>Coldis the night under the October Moon, Andbeside her a falling star Racingwith my falling tear.</description>
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			<title>VISIONS OF THE LOVING EYE</title>
			<description>I look to caress yourreaching arms,My hands are softgrassesYet their sharp edgesCan cut your dryfingers.&amp;nbsp;I look to gaze atyour watery eyesDrawing my veiledwords,But I am a ragingwaterfallGuarding every lettereven its sound.&amp;nbsp;I look to cu..</description>
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			<title>WILL YOU?</title>
			<description>Like soft hands to evil thornsBleeding but are holdingUntil numbness is bornWill you still be staying?&amp;nbsp;When my words are sharp bladesStuck in your crying throatUntil you can swallowDear, will you still follow?</description>
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			<title>BLACK CAGE </title>
			<description>In my black cage I lieLonging for the clear sky,For the shore as my bed,For the sun as my light.&amp;nbsp;In my black cage I stayWhere the smell of reek creepsI breathe yesterday's air,I drink yesterday's tear.&amp;nbsp;In my black cage I cry.My driest blood reach..</description>
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			<title>A Plea to My Soul</title>
			<description>A Plea to My SoulCry, oh cry, my weary soul!Cry and the thunders will echo you.Cry for they ripped your heart&amp;nbsp;And spilled your blood.Cry and the ocean will moveTo make a room for your tears.Cry for they ruined the garden&amp;nbsp;you made in your cage.Cry and the sun will set with fireAnd burn thei..</description>
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