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	<description>No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. No Kings.</description>
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		<title>Whisper Moment</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Will you come over?” she asks suddenly.

“Now?” 

She might have asked me over an hour ago. Now, I’m in yoga pants—the pair I wear so often they never see the inside of my dresser. It’s Tuesday. I’ve already planned the evening in my head: leftover lasagna, another glass of wine (or two), reality dating shows, a hot shower before bed. 

Give all that up?]]></description>
		
		
		
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