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			<title>Stung by a Liar</title>
			<description>My heart is poundingNot from love or from fearBut out of contempt and terrible frustrationThe sting is astoundingNow all my senses are clearMy chest aches from indignation</description>
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			<title>Bumblebee</title>
			<description>The feeling of utter disappointmentseeps into my broken heart as a bumblebee&amp;rsquo;s poison enters the bloodstream.&amp;nbsp; The sting is a discomforting consequence of precarious curiosity.However, such distress might save me from an unwanted obligation to a manipulative love a..</description>
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			<title>Marine Man</title>
			<description>Documentation:  Captain Karen Dorman Kimmel&amp;#2013266066;s quote:  &amp;#2013266067;The Uniform of My Country&amp;#2013266068;</description>
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