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			<title>hoka hey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
			<description>just wondering why no-one wants to say thank you for giving you the opportunity to read awesome poems i think or wrote?  i think, therefore i am.  </description>
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			<title>ace cannons cannon</title>
			<description>a gunslingin' hero from my early teens, the great American novel i never quite wrote</description>
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			<title>Serius, the Syrian Sorcerer</title>
			<description>a character i made up i like to write about</description>
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			<title>cool cat, in &quot;mixed drink&quot;</title>
			<description>a night lolling outside a coffe-house, and another night during cold weather at a cooolllll bar, a poem on a napkin resulted in this</description>
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			<title>treasure</title>
			<description>native american, a culture and society that transcends, and includes irishmen, and you</description>
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			<title>desperate age</title>
			<description>memories of people i've met, in a different lifetime, and a different world</description>
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			<title>wisdom of the ages</title>
			<description>arrrrghhhhhh</description>
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			<title>the point of it all</title>
			<description>angst, a bard out of time, in a world i dint make; thank God, i wunt waunt the blame</description>
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			<title>succubus</title>
			<description>i was 14 ir 15, mighta been 16, but i knew then, love hurts,
Nazereth said so.  </description>
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