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		<title>Our Government</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For those of you who think the government can&#8217;t do anything right you should read this:
&#8220;This morning I was awoken by my alarm clock powered by electricity generated by the public power monopoly regulated by the U.S. Department of Energy.
I then took a shower in the clean water provided by a municipal water utility.
After that, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2009/11/government/</link>
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		<title>Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You never said &#8220;the end.&#8221;  You only spoke to me through silence, and I escaped the curse and made my way toward history.  It wasn&#8217;t me then who took you to the edge and watched you fall.  It wasn&#8217;t me then testing your desire by setting fire to the House of Jupiter.
And [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Standing there alone again</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Make way for all the words they say, &#8220;how could you know that they weren&#8217;t true?&#8221;  With whispering voices in your head, what can be done?  What can be said?  And all their words, they seem to be just another statement.  You see them standing with new faces.  Faces with [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/11/standing-there-alone-again/</link>
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		<title>To make sinking stones fly</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One hand on this wily comet, take a drink just to give me some weight.  Some uber-man I&#8217;d make; I&#8217;m barely a vapor.  They shone a chlorine light on a host of individual sins.  Let&#8217;s carve my aging face off; fetch us a knife.  Start with my eyes, down so the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/10/to-make-sinking-stones-fly-2/</link>
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		<title>This one’s for “that one”</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Laurie Ezzell Brown
I WATCHED TUESDAY NIGHT’S Presidential debate—as I did the first, and as I did the Vice Presidential debate between Biden and Palin—to learn more about the candidates, and to help me make a decision I consider one of the most important I will ever make. Yes, despite my endorsement of Barack Obama [...]]]></description>
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		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/10/271/</link>
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		<title>The beauty of a child</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;A man&#8217;s maturity consists in having found again the seriousness one had as a child, at play.&#8221;&#160;&#160;&#160;-Nietzche
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		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/10/maturity/</link>
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		<title>Please tell me goodbye</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why?  Why did you take my fragile heart and toss it to the wind?  Why did you construct wounds irreconcilable in the end?  I&#8217;m distraught.  Discouraged I am not, but come on, your actions proved I was the one you tastefully sought.  Maybe not.
Love cannot be bought.  Now there&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/10/please-tell-me-goodbye/</link>
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		<title>Again, I&#8217;m the one they all run from</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Reborn and shivering, spat out on new terrain. Unsure, unconvincing this faint and shaky hour.
Day one, day one: start over again.  Step one, step one: I&#8217;m barely making sense. For now I&#8217;m faking it &#8217;til I&#8217;m pseudo making it from scratch. Begin again, but this time I as I, and not as we.
Gun shy [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/10/again-im-the-one-they-all-run-from/</link>
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		<title>An ordinary mourning</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If there was nothing that I could say; turned your back and you just walked away.  Leaves me numb inside; I think of you.  Together is all I knew.
We moved too fast but I had no sign.  I would try to turn the hands of time, then look to you for the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.tentwentysix.com/2008/09/an-ordinary-mourning/</link>
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