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		<title>ode to the spear of Autumn</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>mist thick with the yawning breath of October I begged for us to pick the last of the blackberries lining the pathway Plump with purple nectar hesitant fingers dodging thorns for the prize the rancid apples that long ago fell with their cloying stink, sit in the long grass where dewdrops settle strong and glistening&#8230;</p>
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