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		<title>Don&#8217;t stop breathing</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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falling down stairs<br />
in a one story ranch house.<br />
Don&#8217;t stop breathing child&#8211;<br />
the violent blue will return<br />
to skin, violently healing.<br />
Broken is the mind and swollen<br />
the fingers around a rock<br />
fighting for focus away<br />
from a mind, four times as old.<br />
Cold are the roads away from any Father<br />
that chases.</p>
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