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	<title>PoetryKafe &#187; 2007 &#187; April &#187; 20</title>
	<link>http://www.poetrykafe.com</link>
	<description>Collection of user submitted poetry in categories such as love, emotional, friendship, birthday, war, humorous, wedding and seasonal. New poems added daily.</description>
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		<title>Wait</title>
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It seems that all we do is wait,
It is the only thing we do in life.

Just stand by for all to come,
And try to get everything right.

Things are just staying the same,
I sort of find it all quite strange.

That while the world moves quick,
everything seems to never change.

We all wait ...</description>
		<link>http://www.poetrykafe.com/2007/04/20/wait/</link>
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		<title>Unite</title>
		<description>In our world today respect is very rare,
Seems people need much more peace and unity.

Make sure to treat people with love and care,
And less treating others with dreadful brutality.

Stand up and attempt make a point if you dare,
And open up everyone's eyes to this reality.

Expose all the hate this world ...</description>
		<link>http://www.poetrykafe.com/2007/04/20/unite/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not only sorry</title>
		<description>It's not a poem what i shall be writting
but a confession and some feelings that are deeply hurting
i know you are hurt my best friend and feeling bad
you may not want to look into my eyes
not even want to hear my voice
you may not want a coincidence to join you ...</description>
		<link>http://www.poetrykafe.com/2007/04/20/im-not-only-sorry/</link>
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		<title>If dreams were real</title>
		<description>Droplets of kisses would rain upon my body
Delicious and sinfully sweet
I shiver in anticipation
Brutal strength of a man
Wakes my senses
Devil playfully wakes the woman in me
Sweat and passion
Plays games with my reality
If dreams were real

by Brooke Elizabeth Amy Mcleod </description>
		<link>http://www.poetrykafe.com/2007/04/20/if-dreams-were-real/</link>
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