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		<title>An emotional dilettante is about to tear</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[An emotional dilettante is about to tear and tear. Yes. I, the lackey of logic, care, Unstable as a rocky, cliff-side crag, Feeling the free-fall- depressed and sad. Hug me, for I will fall in love with falling: Craving you, unchecked as a city sprawling. Right now &#8211; irrational as the root of two Quiet [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An emotional dilettante is about to tear and tear.<br />
Yes. I, the lackey of logic, care,<br />
Unstable as a rocky, cliff-side crag,<br />
Feeling the free-fall- depressed and sad.<br />
Hug me, for I will fall in love with falling:<br />
Craving you, unchecked as a city sprawling.<br />
Right now  &#8211; irrational as the root of two<br />
Quiet outside, but it&#8217;s just a rue.<br />
Underneath the tractors are churning<br />
Above fields of manure turning<br />
A bag of weeds and seeds into a farm<br />
That without plague or swarm<br />
Will harvest bountiful fruit and wheat<br />
Until in the sky we meet.</p>
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		<title>I am Worthy</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Running toward knives and prisons Irrational as one can pray, &#8220;I am worthy of pain!&#8221; Screaming as the baton stencils my skin with leaky red marker. Visiting the fingerless woman gripping the joy of suffering because she is the outstretched hand of Your Body. It&#8217;s not about you, never was. For someone I have seen [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Running toward knives and prisons<br />
Irrational as one can pray, &#8220;I am worthy of pain!&#8221;<br />
Screaming as the baton stencils my skin with leaky red marker.<br />
Visiting the fingerless woman gripping the joy of suffering<br />
because she is the outstretched hand of Your Body.<br />
It&#8217;s not about you, never was.<br />
For someone I have seen only reflections of<br />
Is more real than anyone else alive.</p>
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