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			<title>Birthday Wishes</title>
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			<title>I Call It</title>
			<description>Curse you, oh, loving saintsyou have betrayed my trustcurse this world I'm living inI call it lovefor it had gotten me entwinedcaptivatedimprisoned.</description>
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			<title>An Insomniac's Plea</title>
			<description>dreaming wide awake in the midst of night.</description>
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			<title>Blisters</title>
			<description>Coping with life's absurdity.</description>
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			<title>Uncertainty in Her Eyes</title>
			<description>Sometimes I am so confused and uncertain of what I feel. I always try to decipher my feelings toward everything that has happened that I can merely explain it.</description>
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			<title>A Promise Unkept</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote for a friend just because of her lies and unkept promises that nearly cost our friendship.</description>
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			<title>Whispers of the Past</title>
			<description>At first, I thought of writing about the night sky. But then I remembered the heartaches this certain guy gave me. Thus, a poem about losing and longing for love.</description>
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