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		<title>Eponymous Anonymous | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Eponymous Anonymous</description>
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			<title>Trolling Song</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;In the town where I was born there lived a girl so fair that if you chanced to look at her you&amp;rsquo;d see she wasn&amp;rsquo;t there. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;troll-la troll-la troll-la &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;troodle-oodle-ee &amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>luvpome</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;i love you are beautiful, hair pu-ll-ed &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;kcab &amp;amp; forth- &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;right-of-way too long since I met your eye&amp;hellip;lashes &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my back into the bed- room for you(open)your(eyes) l-o..</description>
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			<title>?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;?and have you seen the beautiful yeslove powershiningful eternityjoy of cheerfullest intelligence with hopewarm deepingest heart of emptiness holy purest serenity whose person is everywondrous existing in infinity is was shall be in a magical monumental miniscule moment con..</description>
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			<title>The Untimely Murder of Thirteen Interns at the Undersized Hands of Someone Who Resembled Dr. Edelbert McMaximillianson, But Was In Fact A Diminutive Mutated Pseudo-Clone of Him With Severe Anger Management Issues</title>
			<description>a macabre sesquipedalian poem</description>
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			<title>conjoined sonnets</title>
			<description>two sonnets, joined at the side:
[brackets contain (one sonnet] is contained in parentheses)
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			<title>Prayer Book (I)</title>
			<description>i&amp;rsquo;ve searched everywhere,tearing every veil i&amp;rsquo;ve found;still you are hidden.&amp;nbsp;you gave me this heartthat longs to be joined with yours,yet is set apart.&amp;nbsp;i have drowned in you,just to wash ashore again,weary, but breathing.&amp;nbsp;you flew past your face,l..</description>
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			<title>Machine Gunsaku</title>
			<description>discarded garbagefloating island of plasticstrange ecosystem&amp;nbsp;sunken pepsi canscuttles on little crab feetinto the future&amp;nbsp;malformed chicken sitsimmobile in its steel nestawaiting its fate&amp;nbsp;TV cats sing ofcorn-meal and meat by-productspressed into fun shapes..</description>
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