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	<title>The Pedestrian Poet &#187; gone</title>
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		<title>Time Again</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2010 04:39:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>monica</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I will find the time for you again Another time When time has stretched out Like that old black cat Just laying Always laying there When time has come back Like the birds to my feeder When time comes back It will leave again Flowing back home Then out again Time has drifted by my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">I will find the time for you again<br />
Another time<br />
When time has stretched out<br />
Like that old black cat<br />
Just laying<br />
Always laying there<br />
When time has come back<br />
Like the birds to my feeder<br />
When time comes back<br />
It will leave again<br />
Flowing back home<br />
Then out again<br />
Time has drifted by my window<br />
Knocking quietly<br />
But leaves as I crack open my window<br />
I leave a note for her<br />
A little song<br />
That says<br />
When you come back<br />
Come back again<br />
I will be waiting<br />
Waiting for you my friend<br />
I seal my window<br />
With that little scrap of paper<br />
Left on the outside<br />
Fluttering dangerously in the breeze<br />
But it never flies away<br />
It is still waiting<br />
For time<br />
Time to come back again<br />
To cross this side of the tracks<br />
And face me again<br />
Why did you leave<br />
Are the words<br />
Words that left holes<br />
In frosted glass<br />
Words whispered<br />
In a desperate time<br />
That won’t leave now<br />
Even though their meaning has<br />
The cat is still stretched out<br />
The birds have left the feeder<br />
The love note has blown away<br />
And the window is shut<br />
But where are you?</p>
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		<title>Fragile</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2010 00:46:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>monica</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The fragility of life Is a very scary thing The thought that All you ever have worked at Is for nothing With just a cut A scratch Your life could be taken away An accident A slip Could send you astray That your life Could all just be Another burning ash In a cigarette try [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">The fragility of life<br />
Is a very scary thing<br />
The thought that<br />
All you ever have worked at<br />
Is for nothing<br />
With just a cut<br />
A scratch<br />
Your life could be taken away<br />
An accident<br />
A slip<br />
Could send you astray<br />
That your life<br />
Could all just be<br />
Another burning ash<br />
In a cigarette try<br />
Just a walk<br />
Could be your last<br />
A fight with family<br />
Could bring an end<br />
So very fast<br />
Just a word softly uttered<br />
Could end it all<br />
A little slip<br />
Could wind up<br />
Being a very big fall<br />
Showing you that<br />
You really are<br />
Insignificant and small<br />
Just a speck<br />
In the eyes of all others<br />
In the face of God<br />
Every bone, every muscle<br />
Every word<br />
Every moment<br />
Could be taken away<br />
Ripped from you<br />
With just a thought<br />
Your world destroyed<br />
Never to return<br />
And no one<br />
Would ever know<br />
That you were gone</p>
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