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			<title>Fin</title>
			<description>i tired to be open i gave you everything i gave you safety when you could have been beaten and what have you done to betray me trampled flowers broken glass when she was gasping through a punctured lung in a smoking car you said nothing and when i blacked out in the parking lot at work you said noth..</description>
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			<title>Coyote </title>
			<description>Co-yo-teThe friend of silenceI know coyotes like strangersA glimpse dashing like film reelsThe familiar nature of golden camouflagePressing a nose to the sandy groundI&amp;rsquo;m starting to know strangersAs myselfWho am I pretending to be?Give me sanctuary, pleaseSilence ..</description>
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			<title>humid dog days</title>
			<description>Playing with capitalization last summer</description>
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			<title>The-rain</title>
			<description>A short pick-me-up</description>
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			<title>Futures in the form of a game</title>
			<description>Ever feel like you've run out of quarters?</description>
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