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			<title>Rainbow Fluids</title>
			<description>How much I hate Tony Hope. :]</description>
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			<title>Buttercup</title>
			<description>You're my buttercupHow could Iforget?</description>
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			<title>Cheesy is an Understatement</title>
			<description>Puppetry in its finest form was when he had me by my fingers and kneesA rescue was plausible, but insincere by the all-knowing scientific figureQuiet whispers in my ear by the flowers blooming in the morn gave wayto a new place, a new person, to take me with him under the pull of a trigger&amp;q..</description>
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			<title>Swim, Pelican</title>
			<description>This is for my pelican... dedicated especially to him, from his seahorse. It is of love, of passion, and of friendship. You may not understand, and you may not want to, but this poem means a lot to me.</description>
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			<title>Nail polish remover</title>
			<description>Sometimes we don't realize just how lucky we are. We bury ourselves deep in the negative puddles of shame and ignorance, and forget completely about the silver lining sitting beside us on the porch steps. Beauty may not be clearly seen all the time, but we should understand that it's always there. W..</description>
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			<title>Candyman</title>
			<description>I would like to share with youa dandy little clueabout the life you're livingand how you must stop seetingnothing comes out perfectespecially when you make ittherefore, stop dreading mistake'else you'll tumble for your own sakethe sun doesn't always shine on your sideobviouslywhi..</description>
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			<title>Jakabok Botch</title>
			<description>Mr B Gone by Clive Barker ... was my inspiration for this poem.</description>
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			<title>Back Allies &amp;amp; Snatch Callies</title>
			<description>Back when we thought the lamp light was the moonWet streets lines with foggy windoes and moldy doorstepsEverything was dark, quiet, peaceful&amp;amp;at that moment in time, we were invincibleSleeping side by side in a car infested with tobacco smokeBack seat drowned in a sea of empty soda bott..</description>
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