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		<title>THE CAROUSEL RIDER</title>
		<link>http://mindsinger.com/2011/04/21/the-carousel-rider-2/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[That each carver rides the carousel

as surely as we do.]]></description>
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		<title>THE CAROUSEL RIDER</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The organ commenced a rousing tune,

the creaking giant stirred.

The old man’s eyes grew misty and soft

and he spoke, though no one heard.

 

“I shaped you with care and my hands still know

the dimensions of every line.

How it feels to follow the tangled curve

of mane and trappings fine.]]></description>
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		<title>AUTUMN</title>
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