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	<title>the poetry knook :: the poetry of stephen m. james :: indianapolis, indiana &#187; truth</title>
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		<title>For You</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[High School]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[anger]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[brain]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[carpool]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[desolate_planet]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[disbelief]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[knowing]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Surrounded by those not knowing What God has been showing To this desolate planet beneath Deluged in disbelief. What can I change of me To change some part of you? Cycles through my brain And I can&#8217;t contain, these thoughts of you. This anger roars And my temper soars, to new heights As I face [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Surrounded by those not knowing<br />
What God has been showing<br />
To this desolate planet beneath<br />
Deluged in disbelief.</p>
<p>What can I change of me<br />
To change some part of you?<br />
Cycles through my brain<br />
And I can&#8217;t contain, these thoughts of you.<br />
This anger roars<br />
And my temper soars, to new heights<br />
As I face this question one more time. . . .</p>
<p>Lost they call you under the steeple<br />
You&#8217;d never carpool with those people.<br />
You don&#8217;t hear a voice and look away<br />
Hoping Heston might ring someday.</p>
<p>What can I change of me<br />
To change some part of you?<br />
Cycles through my brain<br />
And I can&#8217;t contain, these thoughts of you.<br />
This anger roars<br />
And my temper soars, to new heights<br />
As I face this question one more time. . . .</p>
<p>Not amazed at your daze due to your past<br />
So tortured, I try not to ask<br />
But truth is truth and we&#8217;re all frail<br />
Too much riding on this to fail.</p>
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		<title>Hide you may</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Stephen M. James]]></dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[god]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hide you may. I will seek you out. I will strive to hold my hands on your back And keep my thoughts above neck Hide yourself and make me run longer Let me know the inner you Before I know the outer you. I want you to be modest not just to others But the [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hide you may. I will seek you out.<br />
I will strive to hold my hands on your back<br />
And keep my thoughts above neck<br />
Hide yourself and make me run longer<br />
Let me know the inner you<br />
Before I know the outer you.<br />
I want you to be modest not just to others<br />
But the one you love, me.<br />
I get a charge from the unknown.<br />
Don&#8217;t you? The mystery of what might be. . .<br />
It won&#8217;t matter because we know<br />
The Truth evident in us, our images of God.</p>
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