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	<title>Info Station</title>
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	<description>Lighting a candle instead of cursing the darkness</description>
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		<title>Time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
A new poem, this I must.
For the time is here, for us to cheer.
God is coming, quick and soon.
There are going to be, a few more moons.
If we look, all around.
We will see, whats coming down.
The time is here, for us to pray.
Not just for us, to say nay.
Our Lord will come, as a thief [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Moving On</title>
		<description><![CDATA[

As of now, I am moving on.
Through and out, this hard time.
The clouds will clear, and the storm will pass.
Things are looking up, as I raise the mast.
Sailing on, and moving out.
From these dark days, I muster all my clout.
I am ready, to start again.
Just to see, where life begins.
Tough it is, and tough it [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Change</title>
		<description><![CDATA[but something had changed, or was changing. everything always did, no matter how much he loved what he had. the only redemption would be if all the tumbling and rearrangement were to mean something. but he was aware of no pattern. if there were one great equality, one fine universal balance that he could understand, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Angels watching over me</title>
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		<title>Follow Me</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is one of my favorite songs. I sing it in the shower, in the kitchen, in the yard, in the car driving down the road, at work, and sometimes I even sing it in my sleep. Ha Ha. I&#8217;ve sung it so many times it&#8217;s stuck in my head. I can&#8217;t get it out.
Take [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Memory</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
Just a memory
in my head
you are (now)
Just a memory
in my head
you are
not any more do i spend
hours and hours thinking
about what i could have said
about what we could have been
not any more do i spend
days and nights dreaming
about the love that we&#8217;ll make
about the life that we&#8217;ll create
memory in my head
thats all that you are(to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Scared</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why am I scared, to stay in love.
Fear of rejection, or even to be shunned.
Love can be, both scary and good.
I am scared to be shunned, and rejected.
I am in love, but scared to death.
For my love is far away, in another state.
With her son, who is learning to skate.
I am scared, that our love [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://infostation.staticbrain.com/archive/scared/</link>
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		<title>Without Love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today I spend, a day with out love.
Another day spent, with out my Dove.
One more day, I must spend.
Until this short time, will come to an end.
One more day, just one at a time.
Is how I must, look at this time.
Too hard it is, to think of how long.
We must spend, apart for now.
Soon we [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://infostation.staticbrain.com/archive/without-love/</link>
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		<title>You!!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
You are my life.
You are my day.
You are my light.
You are my way.
You make me laugh.
You make me cry.
You make me smile.
You make me sigh.
You I want to see when I wake up.
You I want to see when I go to sleep.
As I look at you, when you sleep.
All I think, is just one more [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Death As It Comes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My grandmother died last Saturday afternoon. I want to share her favorite song &#8220;He walks with me&#8221; (In the garden) by Anne Murray. My great-grandmother used to sing this to my grandmother when she was a little girl. My sister sweet_one4now wrote her a poem. I would also like to share a poem I wrote [...]]]></description>
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