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	<title>Wild Violet online literary magazine &#187; Leland Jamieson</title>
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		<title>On the Limbic Art of Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 21:13:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Leland Jamieson]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For Liberty This three-month wheaten cairn’s old soul whose middle name might be Cajole has sniffed out all my tick-tock past. She’s stopped the clock.&#160; Time’s far surpassed by all she does to entertain&#160;—&#160; to coach my heart and limbic brain — with capers played throughout the day at which I am her protégé. &#160; [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>For Liberty</em></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">This three-month wheaten cairn’s old soul<br />
 whose middle name might be Cajole<br />
 has sniffed out all my tick-tock past.<br />
 She’s stopped the clock.&nbsp; Time’s far surpassed<br />
 by all she does to entertain&nbsp;—&nbsp; <br />
 to coach my heart and limbic brain — <br />
 with capers played throughout the day<br />
 at which I am her protégé.</p>
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