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			<title>Where Holes Made Incomplete</title>
			<description>For Schelbi, Happy Birthday!</description>
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			<title>Everyone knows it's </title>
			<description>riddled with time's embracetickled with the sweet tasteof ageand knowing the chasetesting the boundaries morewhen the boundaries are setawfully clear on the floorthe sweet scentof intentto do rightand stay brightto capture each momentand hold itwith careit's made toshareit's not 'til too latethat we..</description>
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			<title>Happy Birthday to Me</title>
			<description>Happy Birthday</description>
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			<title>Nicotine</title>
			<description>I need a cigarette.</description>
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			<title>Captivated</title>
			<description>I haven't written any poetry in quite awhile! I would love to know what you think.</description>
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			<title>Lacking</title>
			<description>~Lust, or lack there of,Taunts me night and noon.Trust, or lack there of,Is all I don't have for you.Love, or lack there of,Pins the frown upon my face.Joy, or lack there of,Showers me in it's shade.And oh this Life, or lack there of,Is killing me.~</description>
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			<title>Death of My Artist</title>
			<description>And so comes with age,The need to be great,And the talents we held,Slowly crumble away.&amp;nbsp;Sad as it seems,My hopes and my dreams,The reasons i write,About deep dark blue nights,All meaningless.&amp;nbsp;Is there no hope for me now?My artist is dead,or at least,uninspired...</description>
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