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			<title>Ascension</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;Though it takes more lifetimes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;than have ever been&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for starlight to cross the universe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and be embraced by your gazing eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It takes just an instant &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at the pace of its own rhythm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the heart of its heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to find its way into your own &lt;/p&gt;</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>The Pull of the Moon</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He put the moon in my hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; long before I knew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the measure of its weight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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; It felt like almost nothing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as if floating&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Shallow Grave (Blues lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;I got no love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to fill my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And nothing left&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to warm my blood&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got no wings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot fly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No way to go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;until I die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So bury me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in a shallow grave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let the wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take me away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got no love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to fill my arms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And nothing left&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to ease my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got no joy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I canno [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>floating river (lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;There you were&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;above the chaos and the sound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;of fury on the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There you were&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;above the shadows and the fog &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when everyone else was gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There you were&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to carry me away .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like a floating river&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Let the Rain (Blues lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;The rain is falling down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it&amp;#39;s trying to take away the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there&amp;#39;s a place for you and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;above the rivers and the sea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So let the rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;come pouring down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let it soak into the hills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let the lakes drink up their fill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the sky &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;has emptied all the clouds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the sun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shines over what has drowned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;l [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>stronger</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;when you are down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you must be stronger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;than those around &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who try to help &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but don&amp;#39;t see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what&amp;#39;s got you down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or what you&amp;#39;re doing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to get up &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and only see you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you must be stronger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;than those around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to help the helpers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look up at you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stronger&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2013 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Fires that warm</title>
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			<description>                 &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Stay &amp;hellip; still,&amp;rdquo; Isabella said softly with her lips so near to his ear that he felt their movement as she spoke. &amp;ldquo;Let me get this for you,&amp;rdquo; she said as she slid her hands under his snug cardigan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He felt her soft fingertips on his abdomen, then his ribs. The coolness of the air bumped into his skin as his torso began to become exposed. Small goose bumps began to rise as her hands continued upward  [...]</description>
			<author>TheHandMaiden_Kathleen@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Drawers</title>
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			<description> Drawers      Erotic cleavage is kind of mysterious&lt;br /&gt; like my father&amp;#39;s big underwear drawer. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I get the same feeling I had at age 5&lt;br /&gt; when I wanted to stick my little fists&lt;br /&gt; deep into the bunches of tube socks.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now I glance about&lt;br /&gt; hoping no one sees&lt;br /&gt; me rootling around&lt;br /&gt; for unique garments&lt;br /&gt; with my pointy nose.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; My face wanders through&lt;br /&gt; a mist of soaps floating above&lt;br /&gt; her white, lightly milk maidens.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br / [...]</description>
			<author>kjhays45@gmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
		<category>X PF</category>
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			<title>All Right Now (Lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know when&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to change my ways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know when&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be better days&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I&amp;#39;m all right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The winds have blown away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m all right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said goodbye to yesterday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don&amp;#39;t need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What never came&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don&amp;#39;t need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Words never said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt; [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Bad Things That Could Happen To Me But Haven't</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;Toe bitten off by an alligator,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joined the campaign of Ralph Nader,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been crucified for someone&amp;#39;s sins,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Licked green garbage off trash bins,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inducted to become a nun,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arm replaced with a Gatling gun,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shot dead while escaping prison,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paid to kill and collect pigeons,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had the wrong leg amputated,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tried to paint and got frustrated,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crashed a plane into Ebbet&amp;#39;s Field,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lost my car keys and windshield,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kicked out by Amis [...]</description>
			<author>speak_4_the_trees@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Come Winter, But Not Now</title>
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			<description>&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16.5px; color: #333333; font-family: &amp;#39;lucida grande&amp;#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;There is beauty in the stale fireplace air&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16.5px; color: #333333; font-family: &amp;#39;lucida grande&amp;#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;Signs of Autumn in it&amp;#39;s first glow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16.5px; color: #333333; font-family: &amp;#39;lucida grande&amp;# [...]</description>
			<author>skitty_kiddy16@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
		<category>Poetry</category>
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			<title>Lighthouses; A Tale of Romance</title>
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			<description>You captured me in a frenzied sea&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;breaking through time and space and into ocean waves&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Calmly assuring a safe return and in the wake of my confused daze&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice up on the stage&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;a&amp;nbsp;pretence&amp;nbsp;of something I&amp;#39;d felt long before I was alive&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I knew what needed to be done&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking violently through the storm&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I realized our case was long from the norm&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;bu [...]</description>
			<author>skitty_kiddy16@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Darkness Falls</title>
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			<description>Paralyzing thoughts and the buzzing hymn of an empty phone line&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;rsquo;t tell if it was just my imagination&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Or the truth whirling in the air&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Climax of an unwanted despair&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes adjusting to bright lights&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Then collapsing at the trauma&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Falling dead at the scene&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice on the other end is like a seared knife&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting into my chest with a creeping desire to wound&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I never deserved this yet I take [...]</description>
			<author>skitty_kiddy16@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Here For a While (Lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;I was cruising right along&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with the radio on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my favorite song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was playing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in my ears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had the sun at my back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on an open road&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the wind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was flying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;through my hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt like the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when it touches the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and is everywhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it wants to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But&amp;nbsp; I was running&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;out of gas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with no place around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to fill up and be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;back on my way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Awakening</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;In a garden where young roses bloom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and wildflowers find their way,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she walks along a path&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where thorns and thistles lay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her silhouette adorns the sky,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;her shadow floats above the ground,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she weaves silk and velvet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from petals fallen down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She charms the swirling wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with calm and gentle sway,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and gazes past horizon&amp;#39;s end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as night turns into day.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Will it get easier?</title>
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			<description>To you Ethan Kline, RIP LovieMay 21, 1996 -- Sept. 8, 2010Friday, September 7, 2012&amp;nbsp;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Today we cry&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;for someone who has died&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;The tears are complicated&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;because we are all related&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;We miss his face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;We know his has a new grace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;f [...]</description>
			<author>TheHandMaiden_Kathleen@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>Tired beyond belief </title>
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			<description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Tired beyond belief&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Yes, Lord I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Tried beyond belief&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Where sleep is no relief.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Tired beyond belief&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Where I loose confidence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot;&gt;Tried beyond belief&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 11px; margin: 0px&quot; [...]</description>
			<author>TheHandMaiden_Kathleen@hotmail.com</author>
			<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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			<title>The Turning Day (Blues Lyrics)</title>
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			<description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m on my way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to see the Devil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m almost there,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll be there soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#39;Cause what I need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ain&amp;#39;t in Heaven,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got to sell my soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to ease this pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been a long&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and troubled joourney,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And all my roads&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have been dead ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I go on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;takin&amp;#39; on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever comes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wi [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
		<category>General Post (NON-COMPETITION)</category>
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			<title>Time</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;If I had all the time in the world,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would accomplish amazing things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could climb Mount Everest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many times,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting from my bedroom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And even in my sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could learn a hundred foreign languages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And make up a hundred more,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or teach everyone to understand each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No matter what words they hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could build cities with vitality and care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For all people who&amp;nbsp;live in them,&lt; [...]</description>
			<author>jrho99@yahoo.com</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
		<category>General Post (NON-COMPETITION)</category>
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			<title>For Elizabeth</title>
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			<description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://notesandgracenotes.com/images/246/For%20Elizabeth.doc&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;For Elizabeth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;. . .&amp;nbsp; long ago we played in your parents&amp;#39; garden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and in sixth grade...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tragedy reworked in our novice hands....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our play, Jomeo and Ruliet comes to mind... (what fun!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... we had the entire class cast in our spell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, years later . . . I watch you lead a full college of women...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... as I muster the courage to get out of&amp;nbsp; bed.. [...]</description>
			<author>angeliqueglass@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2012 18:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
		<category>Poetry</category>
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