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			<title>Karaoke Nights</title>
			<description>&quot;When I tell all the world that I love you...&quot;That old familiar melody pours outInto the night air. Neon lights of blueAnd red flicker. Friends gather round-aboutTables, bobbing and singing with the songThat you sing, and watching your &quot;white man&quot; dance.Life is good again, and the night ..</description>
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			<title>Mocha Massasauga</title>
			<description>It hisses softly as it comes to life,Slithers from the groundsAnd curls up inside the mug.The steaming serpent thenSpreads its  scentOf Amaretto or Irish Cr&amp;#2013265929;meThroughout the house.Its only defense is its bite;If someone dares to kissIt lashes out.Fangs of heat sink de..</description>
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			<title>The Costume Shop</title>
			<description>It's night after the last matinee;The set struck, all the props put awayOn the shelves. The last member of the castLeaves the shop and takes one lastGlance to make sure all the lights are out.The door locks with a final click;Then, a mysterious glow appears upon the brick-A faint blu..</description>
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			<title>Let Go</title>
			<description>Pour another cup,Let the steam rise and Waft away with Memories we've shared.Jazzed on caffiene,Drinking in the bitterness-The end of a chapterIn our lives.People come and go,Integrate, participate'Til feelings dissipate And leave an empty shell.Familiar strangers Across a ..</description>
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