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		<title>Clay Princess</title>
		<description>Wordz by Sofia Moreno

Princesses are told what to wear
And what to say
Who to like Who to hate
No freedom, in a cage
If she is qualified to be a princess
What is there to change
Shouldn’t you like for who she is
Not who she has to be
Couldn’t a princess be anybody
If all you have ...</description>
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		<title>Red Princess Safety Roots Removed</title>
		<description>[flv:http://www.biscaynewriters.com/video/FathersDay.flv 320 180]

My consciousness as I currently know it began when I was 10 years old, 1985, the same year I experienced my first hurricane. The chaotic energy uprooted trees that had been sturdy for decades and maybe even centuries. Air stirred up from the Caribbean waters of my Puerto ...</description>
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