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		<title>Jump The Fence</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some days I want to jump the fence. Like I did when I was a kid. Without thought of what is on the other side, or what I am leaving behind. But alas, my shoes are always &#8220;wrong.&#8221; Or my clothes. I don&#8217;t want to ruin them.  So I stay.  Where I am. And watch. [...]]]></description>
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<p>Some days I want to jump the fence.</p>
<p>Like I did when I was a kid.</p>
<p>Without thought of what is on the other side, or what I am leaving behind.</p>
<p>But alas, my shoes are always &#8220;wrong.&#8221;</p>
<p>Or my clothes.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t want to ruin them.  So I stay.  Where I am.</p>
<p>And watch.  Damn shoes.</p>
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		<title>A Sea of Red</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lying in a sea of red I reflect upon my life with dread The selfish actions by those most dear Brought to life my greatest fear - That in this life we stand alone Feeling failure in every bone. Trying to come from a place of love Releasing all else to the flying dove Was [...]]]></description>
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I reflect upon my life with dread<br />
The selfish actions by those most dear<br />
Brought to life my greatest fear -<br />
That in this life we stand alone<br />
Feeling failure in every bone.<br />
Trying to come from a place of love<br />
Releasing all else to the flying dove<br />
Was met with nothing short of hate<br />
And now it’s over, it’s much too late.</p>
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