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		<title>By: May</title>
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		<description>I must remember to come here more often. Your posts are quite interesting.

Best wishes for your Vietnamese adventure.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I must remember to come here more often. Your posts are quite interesting.</p>
<p>Best wishes for your Vietnamese adventure.</p>
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		<title>By: Peter</title>
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		<description>Lovely lecture. Thanks!

BETEL’S VALENTINE

Leaves are the only language I’ve got left
it’s a small mentally-enlarged yard
in a nation that has lost its name
in a brain that has lost
its capacity for scorn.

Finally the Greeks realized Apollo 
and Dionysius were the same creature
but my fellow prisoners disdain
both equally in complete denial
of their own precarious position.

Sometimes they come so close
to my face I can hear
the              beating of their wings
orangeness singing
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lovely lecture. Thanks!</p>
<p>BETEL’S VALENTINE</p>
<p>Leaves are the only language I’ve got left<br />
it’s a small mentally-enlarged yard<br />
in a nation that has lost its name<br />
in a brain that has lost<br />
its capacity for scorn.</p>
<p>Finally the Greeks realized Apollo<br />
and Dionysius were the same creature<br />
but my fellow prisoners disdain<br />
both equally in complete denial<br />
of their own precarious position.</p>
<p>Sometimes they come so close<br />
to my face I can hear<br />
the              beating of their wings<br />
orangeness singing<br />
you’re up next.</p>
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