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			<title>English</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I hated to write. Rules and structure impeded the words and ideas. Then I discover that was grammer. Not English. I love English. I despise grammer. I was afraid of poetry, I thought it was impossible. Then she opened my eyes &quot; It is impossible to grade a poem, there are no holdb..</description>
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			<title>Poetry</title>
			<description>Poetry is complete freedom&amp;nbsp;One cannot grade poetryThere is no Criterion&amp;nbsp;for this form of expression.I adore.I loathe.&amp;nbsp;I love.I fear.I respect.Anything you wish.Nothing I crave.Unbelievable freedoms.&quot;My&quot; wordsAre they?Perhaps yesPerhaps no.Can you tell?I cannot.Freedom.Complete&amp;nbsp;re..</description>
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			<title>Consciousness</title>
			<description>Go to sleep. This is what replays over and over. My eyes are aching, sore and tired, but my mind is as active as my innocent childhood. I know I must sleep. I know tomorrow will need energy. But my mind refuses to rest. Go to sleep. I desire the calm release, the kiss of unconsciousness that is rest..</description>
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