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      <title>My Son, My Executioner by Ethan Thomas</title>
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      <description>Made with a curious mind</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:19:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Structure</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Paraphrasing the poem:  My baby son my killer. You. warm my body as we embrace. When life ends our morals and values will forever live in you. Your needs tire your parents. Your parents are 25 and 22. We thoughts our lives would stay the same. But when you arrived our lives changed forever.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:29:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Figurative Language </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Things that are repeated in the poem are the sounds of the 's' and the 's' word. These are repeated to emphasize the importance of the "son". Words relating to life are also used to show that his son is his whole life and is of most importance to him .</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:34:53 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Figurative Langauge 2</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The phrase "...our instrument Of immortality" can be interpreted two different ways. The first being how having children is what is used to measure how long we live. The second could be how having children can be the end of the parents youth.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:37:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Narrator/Character</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The speaker of the poem is the father of the son that is being talked about. The speaker has a tone of&nbsp;nostalgia and sincerity. He speaks as if he was speaking directly to the new born in sort of a whisper being calm and gentle.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:42:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Simile/ Metaphor</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The metaphor of the son being the fathers executioner contributes to the entire meaning of the poem because it goes off the fact that most people associate having children as the end or the "execution" of the fathers youth or childhood. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-17 17:47:30 UTC</pubDate>
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