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					<description><![CDATA[Identifying with the Prey I smell the breeze of the zephyr winds carrying flowers’ jewels. I smell the dew of the early sun delighting in its cool. I see the blue of the open sky and am urged to run wild. I see the green of the forest glen drawn to shadows’ beguile. I hear &#8230; <a href="https://penpoint.biz/poem-identifying-with-the-prey/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Poem: Identifying with the Prey</span> <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
		
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