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			<title>Black Thoughts</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Why is it that I have so many of these?Suicide, self harm, loneliness- take your pickAll I could ask for is to get rid of them pleaseLaughing and smiling are all fakeLoneliness and despairConsume meA desperate fireEager to feedOn the soul of the sufferingIs there no refuge?..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lydia stared at the blank wall as the doctor entered. Her arm covered with fresh burns and cuts stood out like black paint on white paper. She shifted in her seat, the cold metal digging into her back. The doctor with his pressed shirt and silk tie sat gingerly in the seat across from her. H..</description>
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			<title>Sticks and Stones May Break my Bones but Words will Break my Heart</title>
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