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	<title>seanbiddle.com &#187; poetry</title>
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		<title>another haiku</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 20:04:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sean</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Julie is pregnant that means I will be daddy whoa, very crazy!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Julie is pregnant<br />
that means I will be daddy<br />
whoa, very crazy!</p>
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		<title>today&#8217;s haiku</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 13:54:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sean</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Six AM, early Long, icy drive to nowhere Somebody shoot me.]]></description>
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Long, icy drive to nowhere<br />
Somebody shoot me.</p>
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		<title>old poetry</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:29:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sean</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A few months ago I found a notebook of mine from high school. It was a notebook I would take around with me on mission trips, to camps and youth group. Also, I used it as an outlet to write songs and poetry. It&#8217;s been interesting reading through these poems that I had so darkly [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few months ago I found a notebook of mine from high school.  It was a notebook I would take around with me on mission trips, to camps and youth group.  Also, I used it as an outlet to write songs and poetry.  It&#8217;s been interesting reading through these poems that I had so darkly written.  They were for nobody but myself.  I was definitely in a dark place in my life.  However, now that that time in my life has passed and that darkness has been made into light I can share these poems as a celebration of my journey through life.  Here&#8217;s an example of the most complete one I found.</p>
<p align="center">It&#8217;s all in my head,<br />
frustrations and things that have been said.<br />
It seems to keep growing and growing,<br />
there&#8217;s always something else<br />
and always something more.</p>
<p align="center">The pain and suffering,<br />
what does God have in store?<br />
I want to see You,<br />
but I don&#8217;t.<br />
I want to touch You,<br />
but I can&#8217;t.</p>
<p align="center">It&#8217;s all so confusing!<br />
what is it keeping me from you?<br />
Maybe I&#8217;m just underestimating you&#8230;<br />
maybe you&#8217;re really there<br />
but I&#8217;m used it it.<br />
Or maybe I&#8217;ve lost connection<br />
and I really can&#8217;t hear you<br />
and it&#8217;s impossible to touch you.</p>
<p align="center">Oh, God, I cry&#8230;<br />
create in me a clean heart<br />
and renew my stumbling spirit!</p>
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