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			<title>The Reaffirmation of Divinity</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The Reaffirmation of DivinityThe reaffirmation of divinityA new light sending humanityTo the darkness that haunts the soul.Consciousness...Perfection of awarenessAwakening of mind and body.Translucent trapdoorsTrademarks like stepping stonesconsecrate this quest for con..</description>
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			<title>UNDONE</title>
			<description>All the Coins have long been forgotten now rusted away to nothing at the bottom of the wishing well that was filled over with dirt and now rests under melted asphalt pavement of an abandoned parking lot to a condemned shopping mall...The final chapter has been turned... closed shutand yet it was..</description>
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			<title>Submerge</title>
			<description>Written: 2001 after being granted full custody of my 10 year old twin brothers following the suicide of our mother and my father.</description>
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			<title>Deceit Completes Your Teachings to Me</title>
			<description>A piece that fits within the passage starting at my wrist and ending at my heart... o p   e   .  .         .</description>
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			<title>My Right Arm</title>
			<description>Sadnessis thescar of the poet andwith everyseethingtear that I shedI knowwhat it meanstobealone</description>
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			<title>The Consecration of the Struggle Within 08</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This is the consecration of the struggle within.Desperation&amp;hellip; breath released, words wasted.Ergo the battle must be fought in pen.&amp;nbsp;Always for what you believe, never for what you are told.The bed holds on.&amp;nbsp;The dreams die slowly.&amp;nbsp;The eyes grow tired and heavy.Co..</description>
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			<title>Depraffection</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I hold my heartin my handsoffering remains to any who will acceptI hold my heart in my handson bended kneeI beg of youpleasetake thisextremely breakablefragile andnon refundablebut this is all that I have to offerhold out your handsplease take thisas for n..</description>
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			<title>M T</title>
			<description>I should have walked away&amp;nbsp;spit you out the minute I tasted your bitter sweet oppressionI should have shut my eyes instead of gazing inside the mesmerizing serpentine ever changing colors of your eyes.I should have walked awayI should have known in my heart of hearts that this part of ..</description>
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