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			<title>It was what it was</title>
			<description>an expression of my greatest feelings</description>
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			<title>The human condition</title>
			<description>Nothing last's, and I wanted to capture the moment when realization set's in and the happiness subsides. As well as capture the feeling of finding that there are people who care, but humanity's general inability to believe in this.</description>
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			<title>The obscure lie</title>
			<description>A short poem depicting a confliction of emotion.</description>
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			<title>Apolagise</title>
			<description>Its not about not being able to deal with issues, its more about not wanting too.</description>
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