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			<title>A cemetery is a place very much alive</title>
			<description>A scarlet heart protects the grave of an unknown soldier,speaking a thousand words whereas lips can only utter three. One heart in asection where fifty lay, surely placed with the most transcendent of loves.A deep saffron graces the wings of a butterfly meditating ona branch, finding his s..</description>
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			<title>Gare de Saint Laurent</title>
			<description>I look and see a lady.A lady and her child.Why so sad lady?What secrets lie buried behindYour distant brown eyes?What of your pastCauses you to radiate sadnessSpreadkng your blue whereverYou may go,Even when it's far away.What of your self?Where have you gone?To a sunny pasture,&amp;nbsp;Time spent in i..</description>
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			<title>Flesh</title>
			<description>An ode. To what? you decide</description>
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			<title>Upon Reading Crank</title>
			<description>I would be &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; lyingif I saidI was not &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &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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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wdk/757767/</link>
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			<title>Fall</title>
			<description>A book about particularly nothing, nothing except for everything in the descent into madness. </description>
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