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      <title>Loosing our Awe</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Children are little adorable things; when they are not cry-y, squirmy little things and are not pooping and peeing all over the place, that is. This weekend, yet another &amp;rsquo;lost&amp;rsquo; friend stopped over in town with his wife and daughter in tow.  The daughter in question has just turned five, and is in that phase of life where her unfettered inquisitiveness is allied to a a precociously quick brain. Whilst her parents and I are engrossed in deep conversation, reminiscing over the lost years since we last hung out, she manages to find my trove of retired gadgets and begins to play around with them. She settles on my Galaxy Tab and pokes around, trying to figure out a way to get it powered up. After several failed attempts she disappears from sight, reappearing at my side away from her father&amp;rsquo;s glare.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>For Gracie...</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Gracie, &lt;a href=&#34;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sickle-cell_disease&#34;&gt;who the genes&lt;/a&gt; took&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You never saw
the thirteenth summer through-
before the genes
claimed you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You always were -
the sallow one, knuckle-
kneed, paper thin, but -
the lights in your
jaundiced eyes shone:
through pain and fear,
and hope and tears.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The strength in your voice
never dimmed, never waned,
until the genes - like a
belligerent marabout&amp;rsquo;s curse -
turned you,
to a mound of red-
dead earth&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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