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			<title>Disregard Of Season </title>
			<description>My love, take my heartwith disregard of seasonfor we are flower and fruitin breath of onenesscaressing earths of beyondtasting unknown colors we write into plush carpetsto rest over camels we will ride into timeless worlds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My love, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Even Dogs Get Sunburn </title>
			<description>four legs and eighty poundssmaller than his golden heartloyal and always forgivingyet unconditional love does not lessen his sufferfor pain hurts him thesame as mebut without voice how much worse must his wounds burn?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>The Water Of Was </title>
			<description>we were but childrentossing our hearts to chanceskinny-dipping in hidden creeks and bottles of cheap wineforgetting paper labelspeel away in stormswithering with timeleaving only tattered shredsof who we werein the water of wasto rest against banks of red clay and wishbone branchesremembering ..</description>
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