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	<title>Scott Bradford: Off on a Tangent &#187; Good Morning, Ariana</title>
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	<description>Scott Bradford has been building web sites and using them to say what he thinks since 1995, which tended to get him in trouble with power-tripping assistant principals at the time. He holds a bachelor’s degree in Public Administration from George Mason University, but has spent most of his career (so far) working on public- and private-sector web sites. He is not a member of any political party, and brands himself an ‘independent constitutional conservative.’ In addition to holding down a day job and blogging about challenging subjects like politics, religion, and technology, Scott is also a devout Catholic, gun-owner, bike rider, and music lover with a wife and two cats.</description>
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		<title>This Shadow</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 21:26:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Is this what I&#8217;ve become? This shadow, this shell of who I was? This empty soul, this tortured mind, Is this what I&#8217;ve become? Is this what I&#8217;ve become? This falsehood, premonition that I&#8217;ve been? This belching hatred, these spewing lies, Is this what I&#8217;ve become? Is this what I&#8217;ve become? This pretender, vying for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Good Morning, Ariana (Yellowed and Cracked)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:29:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yellowed and cracked Beneath the broken glass In a box of beat up things Ariana still smiles her Down-home smile Among the dead and broken Buried with the life I lived before Yellowed and cracked Beneath the broken glass In a box of beat up things There&#8217;s still that bit Of beauty Of pent-up love [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Moving Mountains</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:20:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve never seen such beautiful bright-blue skies I know what you&#8217;re thinking I&#8217;ve never wanted anything more than right And I know why I&#8217;m leaving…because I can&#8217;t make it work I can&#8217;t play this game I can&#8217;t make it change It&#8217;s all just the same I could never smile I could never sing I can&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Not This Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Another sweet song plays a little louder Some more words I once thought were true They&#8217;re all so true Another faded photograph, I see Another of my faded memories These thoughts of you I&#8217;m lost it&#8217;s true I&#8217;ve never missed anything shameless Never needed to see you smile I&#8217;ve never played the games of sorrow [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Too Soon</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:18:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I raise my eyes Just to look at someone And they turn away But still I try And baby you&#8217;re not listenin&#8217; To a word I say So what am I supposed to do? Come right runnin&#8217; back to you? Don&#8217;t you see, it&#8217;s far too soon? Don&#8217;t you see, it&#8217;s far too soon? I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Real Deal</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:17:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This time it&#8217;s the real deal Gonna get a good job Find a steady woman Take off with the kids and Live in the mountains Yeah, yeah yeah yeah This time it&#8217;s the real deal So call me crazy I&#8217;ve been called worse Yeah, yeah yeah yeah This time it&#8217;s the real deal This time [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Takes Me Back</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:15:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I walked out into the daylight It&#8217;s been so long since I&#8217;ve seen A mid-day sun The cars are driving faster and The sky has grown different And cold The dreams I held so long ago Near forgotten, all but gone And a passing car splashes Through a puddle Of broken dreams And the shadows [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Like I Would Have The Nerve (To Be Me)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:14:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[They&#8217;ve never known What it&#8217;s like to be scared To bleed, to feel this pain They&#8217;ve never known They&#8217;ve never known They&#8217;ve never seen the rage Read the signs Turned the page They&#8217;ve never known What it feels like to be Me They&#8217;ve never known What it&#8217;s like to be scared To cry, to feel [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Franklin Middle</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:13:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[With your back against that wall He looms shadowing…menacing Screaming but you don&#8217;t hear nothin&#8217; The fists fly in skyward The flesh gives way slowly The blood…drips…down Your…face Centreville looms in the backdrop Chantilly laces her cleats down the road And you&#8217;d give anything to be Anywhere else right now In more ways than one [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Heavy Coat</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2001 21:12:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I walk across the street to Franklin Middle Heavy coat keeping that winter air outside And the heat that burns my veins within I smile politely at the people when I can I like it when they can&#8217;t see my hands And the dirty red-brown bricks Shield this place from the world And keep those [...]]]></description>
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