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	<title>Judah Mahay &#187; respite</title>
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		<title>Respite</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 03:55:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Judah Mahay</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Though we all carry a hope for respite I wishful plight Remembered night Anon the sight We look yonder Away whence we came To houses new and glades green Forgotten childish play, childish toys The magic dies With a sigh Our skin crinkles Our eyes narrow Our souls crumble The magic dies Then child we [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Though we all carry a hope for respite<br />
I wishful plight<br />
Remembered night<br />
Anon the sight<br />
We look yonder<br />
Away whence we came<br />
To houses new and glades green<br />
Forgotten childish play, childish toys<br />
The magic dies<br />
With a sigh<br />
Our skin crinkles<br />
Our eyes narrow<br />
Our souls crumble<br />
The magic dies<br />
Then child we see once more<br />
And in the sparkle of their eyes<br />
We either cringe<br />
Or know whence we came<br />
And laugh the glee of respite anon no more<br />
Or die once more</p>
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