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	<description>Sometimes our dreams grow up with us.</description>
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		<title>Hummingbird</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hummingbird To this day she does not know she was my first because, by the time we met, I was old enough to have learned to lie with a smile, to deny with a laugh, to slink away with silence so that, to her knowledge, she was little more than the latest in a long [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Yesteryear</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesteryear We finished. The room came to rest around us. She dressed in moonlight. The next day we met. Coupled in her mother’s car. Stumbled through the mechanics of it. Lips. Lips. Lips. Grab. Hold. Lips. Lips. Release. We finished. The car came to rest beneath us. I stepped out into the afternoon to manage [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes the sound of rain has become that assonant murmur of bustling train stations, and every someone I have ever failed at loving stands beneath those vaulted train station ceilings inside my head, looking both ways down the rails, certain that the low, heavy tremoring of the air is the sound of my inevitable return. [...]]]></description>
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