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			<title>Time Slips...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sleep has left me&amp;mdash;like all else.Drifted away on clouds---receded into the horizon-slowly- and I felt it slip away.I let it slip away as I let him slip away, time passing independent of me.He's forgotten (or never remembered) but I&amp;rsquo;m stuck in a world of yesterday.And all m..</description>
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			<title>Anxious</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There&amp;rsquo;s this way that people look at me sometimes. Like I&amp;rsquo;ve just said something so weird or incredibly stupid. Like, that they can&amp;rsquo;t even begin to understand even if they tried, even if they devoted their whole lives to figuring out. I can feel people&amp;rsquo;s eyes boring i..</description>
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