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			<title>The Thread</title>
			<description>Nona spun a thread for me.I sat and watched her heedlessly.I trusted her implicitly.I watched her sister cut it thereWhile I sat back and had a beer.&amp;nbsp;I did not know That they would make for meA garland of reposeAnd not the&amp;nbsp;wreath of victory.</description>
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			<title>From an Island</title>
			<description>We have no carabao hereTo bring to the river,No pigs to feed,No chickens to care for.We don&amp;rsquo;t grow garlic or gingerOr hack banana treesTo get at their heartsTo eat with sardines.&amp;nbsp;The days pass by&amp;nbsp;in front of&amp;nbsp;TV sets and computer screens.&amp;nbsp;The evening co..</description>
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