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		<title>the morning after the night the rest of his life began</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[1 Feb 2007]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[he sits, and he ponders, and he writes
and he writes about sitting and pondering
he slips into the song she was singing
quietly thinking, quietly dreaming <a href="http://chiselstone.net/2009/07/the-morning-after-the-night-the-rest-of-his-life-began/"><p>Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#187;</span></p></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>he sits, and he ponders, and he writes<br />
and he writes about sitting and pondering<br />
he slips into the song she was singing<br />
quietly thinking, quietly dreaming</p>
<p>perhaps he would just run away<br />
wherever the wind might bring him<br />
or simply stroll down the neighbourhood street<br />
with a hop, and a skip, and a little dancing</p>
<p>as he thinks these things, he smiles<br />
he smiles, for he does too much dreaming<br />
still he sits, and he ponders, and he writes<br />
and he writes about sitting and pondering<!-- PHP 5.x --></p>
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