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			<title>Oh friend</title>
			<description>						I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I&amp;rsquo;mIn love with youOr I despise yourExistence, and our friendshipI am no chumExposed or vulnerableBut you have left me noChoice, but to keep feedingOff of your scrapsOne night we are friendsThe next our hands meetUnder the..</description>
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			<title>my name...</title>
			<description>having Death as a companion for so long makes one wonder...</description>
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			<title>Bukowski</title>
			<description>A poem about Charles &quot;Hank&quot; Bukowski; everyone's favorite a*****e</description>
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