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	<description>Windhover provides a public avenue for the expression of the creative talents of North Carolina State University students, faculty, staff, and alumnae. Windhover publishes once a year and includes prose, poetry, essays, art, design, and a music compilation disc.</description>
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		<title>Unsaid by Caitlin Conway</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 18:39:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The soft breeze whispers in my ear Telling me that on these waters there’s nothing to fear Lines of ribbons composed of bark sway overhead Their canopy encloses my secrets of things better left unsaid As I take a sip of nature’s sweet nectar I am now my own protector Memories wash over me and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Anchor by Jane Trunk</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 18:36:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[an anchor strong and stationed. not wavering in the wind or swaying in the sea. just sitting, waiting for someone to call for help. an anchor stable and secure, always ready nor fearful of the unknown. it is an anchor I never had. it is an anchor you stole from me the day you walked [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Untitled by Alex Petercuskie</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 18:56:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was the one who was always crazy, Yet, still safe I never took enough risks Because ninety eight percent of me Was a “good kid” It didn’t mean there wasn’t any wild in me So, then I loved, And I loved too hard I was a crutch for someone; I was like a healthy [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Coming of Age by Brooke Bailey</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 18:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[when I was young I dreamt woods littered with apotropaic charms, a place where medieval gryphons could share bread bowls with the kokopelli’s of the west and fertility goddesses bared the bumps of their bellies in nature—the knobby bark protruding from ancient trees, the rounded stones rising up from out of the stream. the faces [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sunflower by Jessica Neville</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 18:45:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Summer means bare feet running through soybean fields, stop to pick a daisy for mama’s table but don’t track dirt inside, thank you kindly now run along and play. Red lips stained from popsicles melting faster than you can read the joke on the other side. Laying in the grass picking dandelions, wishing the heat [...]]]></description>
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