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		<description>The original writings of author Julius Whitfield</description>
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			<title>A Stark, Old Road Ahead </title>
			<description>The weakening arrived in timeThese malfunctions weren't great enough to compel youBut the day has comeIt's something you cannot shakeWe all have to die soonJust take this life in stride if you canThe agony will fade in timeIt undermines beneath the wizenNow this day has found you..</description>
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			<title>Deafening Compression</title>
			<description>Our dramatist's record of dissoulutionIs the work of his scimitar inked in bloodDeafening compression, the exploit of maniaTo chronicle the warfare and perfidty of his own dimingDeafening compression, his strength, his weaknessHis death is the aftermath of his adroitnessDrawn out in th..</description>
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			<title>Green Is The Shade of Subtlety</title>
			<description>Blistering in my eyesBlistering in my skullHeated congestion pouring from the cloudsTorrential euphoria, under breathless ecstasyStringent yellow substituting my veinsDisease coursing down these streamsGuile portrayed in the silver star's positionBody walking in a field of daggers..</description>
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			<title>I Got Something Real For Yo' A*s In These Hands </title>
			<description>This is an invasion of the fleshAnd I'm on the offensiveTheir triangular arrow-heads rip at splitting endsLike anarchy, they populate, descending infectionAnd my voice shears through the open airHoary to my throat, scratchy and barrenAt their ends, they fold, forming a point, directed to..</description>
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			<title>Green Is The Shade of The Sound</title>
			<description>There, the body rose in darknessHere, the body is stopped in the headlightsWas this of some greater plan?Or some sick joke.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/422380/</link>
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			<title>Why Wouldn't You Welcome Change My Friend</title>
			<description>my first poem after a year of wandering the universe for inspiration</description>
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			<title>Glascow Enemies</title>
			<description>The Title has nothing to do with the meaning or actions of the actual poem.</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>First Poem back...</description>
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			<title>Ghastly Zenith</title>
			<description>We've dissolved patienceUntil mania leaves us these tracks of ghosts&amp;nbsp;This rave reveilles in the unbound infection, dissection souls&amp;nbsp;Only this breaching peremptory is the haunting existence among quiescence&amp;nbsp;Licentious possibilities welcome you to peril skies&amp;nbsp;Won'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/269435/</link>
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			<title>Echinacea</title>
			<description>Now everyone can bury the fate of the worldWheel in this disarrayWheel in these hoary, black bonesIf only these hands would stay aboundMy mind could dabble forever without its secret being unleashedThere'd be no cost, there'd be no loss, there'd be no wonder or questionIf I could be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/236047/</link>
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			<title>Additive For Solitude</title>
			<description>I've drawn out the formationAnd in this set selection, I've removed the disguise Concealing the stone fixture of disbeliefBelow the descension, there reflected a glare of eyes beneath meI remember the design of the rapture that propelled up from the forsaken gaping at the knowing of its re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209512/</link>
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			<description>I've watched the cycling gears of greed steer us into this downfallIt is a sovereignA trinket of beneficial faithIts nothing more than a prayerAnd it remains unsafeTheres brown eyes have witnessed its soulless allureA witness that it has disguised its carnal behavior lying in the embrace..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209511/</link>
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			<title>The Gossamer, The Chump, and The Weakling</title>
			<description>The path of the scapegoat bleedsHis mind descends in disbeliefFrom the struggleThe calm of the cerulean skyGuides his ghostThrough this scarImplanted on the heart of the EarthThe blistering condition of his trudgeLeads him to fight against this grudgeOnly the weak will breakAgain..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209508/</link>
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			<title>Fears of Fire</title>
			<description>There arouse a lesion on my skinHer mind was a supernovaThe brisance left my flesh on fireWith my last breath being slowly counted downHer eyes opened and shuttered to the lightAnd her image changed with only reasonShe exploited to my consciousnessI ripped the wings from her backI di..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209507/</link>
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			<title>The Babydoll</title>
			<description>This result is a consequence Of you feeling so tiredWipe those salty tears from your eyesYou're not longer empty or a bit shySo reach out to the sky and don't be afraidWhen tonight you're aliveTry to rest your lungsCool down the bruises on your faceWhile he disinfects the scars o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209506/</link>
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			<title>Disheveled</title>
			<description>These arms are burning of a resultThat this bleak mind is no longer fogged by disillusionUnloved, the vermin rises in angerCower in idiocy with dishonor bleeding through the handsthe glimmer has been all too alluring for anyone to dispellthis fertile ground is the captivating shoal he'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209504/</link>
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			<title>The Promise of A Black God</title>
			<description>Intimidation seeds desireWelcoming a subject of a rare and unyielding breedObeisant magnolia eyes never hitting the mind's empireSardonic shell of locust and diseaseGloat grin stapled under the earsCrookedly carved lips reveals the words of this fuhrerFlooding speech leaves his advocates..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209502/</link>
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			<title>Supernova</title>
			<description>This star that's been possessedGlows onThrough these eyes, the image is rebornInto the lungs pulsates a reflection of goldJust to return the sensationIn time, to unveil what's been disposedbefore i dissipate the knowledge of my own soul&amp;nbsp;this star that boils in me is my ownthis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209492/</link>
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			<title>Lights Out</title>
			<description>the lights went outshe bit the bullether demons held her downwhen she felt closerthe lips have liedif only she could have undressedwhat was all behind it[tell me, after your done with me, what was it that you really wanted][was it to shed me piece by piece, was it something that you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209485/</link>
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			<title>its a downer to pick up this silver spoon to dig up rather than bury</title>
			<description> reactionary...may i represent you to undress yourselfin this spine, we tread down the broke roads of vertebrae once againyou curl, but that's only been a nervous tick bothering youi see how the seas kept you safehow they, how they, bury the face of this girlunder miles of undertow, unde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209484/</link>
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			<title>Practical and Narrow</title>
			<description>vivisect the bare emulationmalleable monger of execrationhorse-faced, shapeless petty entitybisect your insipid meanderingand hide from your intolerance&amp;nbsp;cautious to your own abhorrencea subterfuge of dissonanceswallows your incongruent mindyou're still practical and narrowbu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209481/</link>
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			<title>The Feast</title>
			<description>Honey eats through vindicationHoney-dew wrestles with compassionHoney can feed this dead egoHoney-dew sold out Jesus Christ&amp;nbsp;Honey's been keeping you aliveIts gluttony that's killing youWhy do i bother with y our smileHow dare I feed from your cold handsWhen you come with fraud..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209477/</link>
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			<title>(Load N&amp;#2013266066; Prime)--Plowing through this S**t Like D.P. Upham</title>
			<description>I can't help but to feel that I should singe through this worldIncinerating the virulence of the skiesSinuous to any ignoble obstaclesStaying vindictive to the cause, with no minute resonanceI can't help but to play vigilanteI can't help but to fix the disasterWearing my ire like a sil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209470/</link>
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			<title>Corporeal Manifestation</title>
			<description>This image creeps on inThis image is your diagram of perfectionMake an example out of this little girlStarvation is delivered upon youPretentious even if your opulence is grayJust blush it with an anchored narcosisDesiccant of simple individualityCrenellated by worthless undulation A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209468/</link>
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			<title>The Dream and Occurrence</title>
			<description>Opened is a shaded glimpse of megift wrapped in emptinesssurrounding is a murky surface of skinpresenting me with the answer of who i amdarkness is the only sound i hearblinding static is the only sight around meScraping up the refuse of an vacant soullike a bottle driven of its liquid..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209463/</link>
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			<title>Baby Paralyzation</title>
			<description>If you care to go on without me, don't let me know at allI've never taken much for granted before, dont let me care at allI'm prepared not&amp;nbsp;to act up for the moment, I'm doubtfully nowI'll purposely confuse you, just let me goWhat's bad is that there's something more, it used to be in my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209460/</link>
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			<title>Ghost of a broken heart</title>
			<description>her death taking a glimpseclenching her fisti couldn't resist (to)open up her palm to see an autographshe fell in the mistgrim gave her a kissnow&amp;nbsp;she was out of sightwill it&amp;nbsp;commencebeginning&amp;nbsp;the sensethat i dream about&amp;nbsp;it was the starti'm getting hoti'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209457/</link>
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			<title>Horse Babble</title>
			<description>You keep thinking, assuming when you shouldn't speak.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And this is why this conversion doesn't need to carry on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209454/</link>
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			<title>Part 3</title>
			<description>The consciousness is&amp;nbsp;opening vaster&amp;nbsp;than one would compell&amp;nbsp;Tale&amp;nbsp;composition&amp;nbsp;reads&amp;nbsp;the lines&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;this fastened&amp;nbsp;cell&amp;nbsp;Swollen eyes&amp;nbsp;constructs&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;I'm the&amp;nbsp;structure of this appearanceRun through the fields like frightened b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209452/</link>
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			<title>Part Two</title>
			<description>Find the truceConquest with no means to failJust pass the precipicepassing the sicklefeel the cave start to bleedIn it's course of happenstanceIt's quite alivePermafrost, sleet floe consonanceJust pass the precipicepassing the sicklefeel the cave start to bleedLung collapsing e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209449/</link>
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			<title>The Journey Part One of Three</title>
			<description>The howling of the gustExhaustion&amp;nbsp;from this strangleholdStill carrying of the galeAbuses the cosset&amp;nbsp;Shadowed sight, guide thy legs.Wondering on, past old roads and grave acres&amp;nbsp;Dancing with the nightNimble to the signsMorning Star and the MoonTake me fromSunny d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209447/</link>
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			<title>The Gamble</title>
			<description>Discussion wanders through the limited minds of men. Feasting on the plate of seduction and sucking at the dry bones of corruptionTo have and to hold on to someone whose corruption is glorificationAnd to know such glorification can come with a hearty priceTo watch her dance to love her body ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209442/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Time is the flesh and blood of death. We've decided that Thanatos wields a scythe when he might just as well wield an hour glass. Death whispers everywhere both introvert and extrovert; interior designs as well as the paint on the doors, in music, in photographs, in the eyes, the taste of soft c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209441/</link>
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			<title>Something Long Awaited</title>
			<description>i'll swallow this pastiche like a wad of gum letting it clog within the chordsfeeling its impediment along the wallstying the armsit's bound my legs and clutched by handsforcing me to stare down the reflections of a cerulean eyes plutodisguised in indigo madnessit's not convivial chrism ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209439/</link>
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			<title>Trip of The Guiltfed Souls</title>
			<description>Chase this guilt with fear of never wanting to reflect it through somber eyes. It left you a black soul, curled up and whistling itself to sleep. Running a blade along it's veins of purity. Watch the lines bald like a fist, breaking apart and away while you pant and sweat out your lies. It feeds on ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209434/</link>
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			<title>The Apparent Struggle</title>
			<description>Sweet mother of pearl etches an extended smile on the face of the victimDid this make any sense?Was the world bred to produce such idiocies?Did the due cause come from such absurdity through such feelings?Remember that as you weep for hunters as many die everyday Many who suffer raining sk..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209428/</link>
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			<title>The Gordian Knot-Part One:: The Set</title>
			<description>the gathering selfish clones&amp;nbsp;lined up by sectors in&amp;nbsp;solitaire.dominoed up and ready to be stacked down in means of decisiondeciding their own.climbed upon local obituaries, making their way up to&amp;nbsp;headline pagesjust to be added to the cemetary of&amp;nbsp;dreamsshattered by&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209425/</link>
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			<title>Valtiel</title>
			<description>I am adrift along the haze of such a circumstance; collected and doubled over in fly paper, distant from the remnants. Dick hard, pointing like an accusing finger; like a lie pointing to the truth--like a room overflowing with the scent of placation for a weak moment, pursued by the strong explosion..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209422/</link>
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			<title>Cadaceus</title>
			<description>You can only drown alone in this ocean of yours, but you've seemed to drag others down with you&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;suicide pact. Hands joined together with intoxicating grins all lined up from left to right just as you plunge from these hills. Stranglehold by the arms of a unforgiving calm.&amp;nbsp;St..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/209417/</link>
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			<title>Unappealing Traits</title>
			<description>a black mass of ignorance has loomed over me like a death showerarmed with the self-consummation of your ambiguity, you shove your taste of apathy and appeal of oblivious uncertaintiesonly careless chaste minds are willing to trust you, letting you coerce them, brainwash themand you still mana..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/208590/</link>
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			<title>Vitiligo (Skin and Victim of the Teliko)</title>
			<description>wear the flames proud'round your armsi'll watch them glutglut like a diseaseengulf awaypass the skin sheddon't you hear itvoices cracklingcrackling as the bones shedcrackling as the ghost bestridessubtle eyes of beguilefed noises of greiffreif from the ashesgreif from the c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/208588/</link>
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			<title>The Viewer</title>
			<description>I watch it with anticipationhypnotic and compellingtelling me you were the love of my lifepaid me with an intrinsic i couldn't give upnow that the canopy has caved inthere is&amp;nbsp;nothing to&amp;nbsp;support me from falling away from youi only watch this in suspense, rather than recognition..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/venenum/208586/</link>
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			<title>90 Stitched Up Gladhand Smiles</title>
			<description>hate's displayed without the means to expiateand these bruises have been glaring outlike 3-dimensional pictures on a movie screenthese scars, i feel; showing me something that's realbut, there's sitll a sense of dillusion nowas i look at your smilei've been looked at it before, not like ..</description>
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			<title>Gutteral Growl</title>
			<description>sallow, dilated sundim to the dusk skybarter to barterconveyed by a murky clawto come on aboardthis joyridepass the way of the howling chimericsand beyond the blue flamesyour new employer staid in his mannersimperturbable in his affairspresents a rancorous maskthrough the seaso..</description>
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			<title>What A Beautiful, Beautiful Dance</title>
			<description>You came vast with no means to leaveI hadnt noticed you at first, not through the darknessand certainly not through my own close minded desperationThen you appearedYou showed only the desire to settle, like you and yours had done years beforeYou crept by like a dreary shadow and I caught..</description>
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			<title>Ivory Gemstone</title>
			<description>This rock had once stayed in placeA city of imbalances now covered by snows of obsessionApplied the city with floods of carelessness, drowning all around it in apathyTheres a current, if you hurry, you can probably catch it.Theres something in the waters;a consumption of desperation to c..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>we were so wrong, but you went along and i feel like it didn't matter we would all end up that far in the hole. i played with your conditions and danced with your lies. eyed like a survellance camera and abandoned like a lost thought, i hope you never misguide yourself through this pathway. it's jus..</description>
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			<title>The Year It Rained Napalm and Ignorance</title>
			<description>say no more. i wouldn't want to know what's been tinkering&amp;nbsp;with the words you were going to call upon&amp;nbsp;from what your mind was thinking. your eyes are full of tears and your limbs like your body are trembling with scourging fright.&amp;nbsp;sadness running down your nose&amp;nbsp;and i can see you ..</description>
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			<title>diei somnium</title>
			<description>Naked bed, mountains and rivers of thoughtful influences lay beside me, conspiracy, commercials, dead, reality fills the pallid-turned-dim walls, it's an emptiness, a vague emptiness. Each glimpse, rag and toy has a story, an episode that leads a line of memory. outside lies a puzzle and if you can ..</description>
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			<title>Dominus' Ira</title>
			<description>Determination leaks and bleeds through old woundsSuperseding any sketch of audacityWith a desolate silhouette of paranoia and fearThe surrogate of sanguinityhas been transplanted with desperation and narcissismThe exertion has become greater than the splendorAnd the glory fadesVeiled..</description>
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