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			<title>Sunder</title>
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			<title>Petrichor!</title>
			<description>You feel like rainSlowly I push youIn, like a hypodermicNeedle, slow and carefullyWe morph into one loveYou look like rain,I can only tolerate yourStare long enough toComplicate the ideasGoing through your headthe gods are pissingand the gods are generousthe gods fix thin..</description>
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			<title>My red ink bleeds...</title>
			<description>silentI suppose this is where I saythat there was a day where we both fell in loveI'm not surethe silence was overwhelmingit just happenedsomething in us said we were alonesomething serenelike the breeze fine tuninga wind chimesoftly,alone, and silentin silenc..</description>
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			<title>Imperfect beauty</title>
			<description>Once a queen among her ranks she&amp;nbsp; fell from grace a slow descenta destined endshe glided and prayedthat she would be caughtby a childor a romantic soulwho might saveherin a book of poemsor a stack of love letterswith teardrop stainsthat were never sentbut w..</description>
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			<title>Soaking In Anxiety</title>
			<description>soaking in&amp;nbsp;humidity,anxiety,silliness,and doubtsitting in this chairI can't get upI'm drippingand drinking&amp;nbsp;the humidairas I sit in this thoughtI know I need to clear my headonce againbefore madnessand youtake over&amp;nbsp;this humidityin which I..</description>
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			<description>something about crashing waves -frightens me  though the sun tearing through clouds -enlightens me  the smoke of a cigarrette blurring my vision -fazes me  a love long lost and recovered -delights me  your brown eyes teary and pure -amaze me  running to you..</description>
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