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			<title>Skipping</title>
			<description>I love hard. I write hard.I am a rockNo man shall move me. Love will throw me,toss me,on murky lakes.Skipping time, skipping one love for a thousand.Until I love it so much,I throw myself.Straight at some poor sap's cap,dripping with Jewels and verses,split wide open,and th..</description>
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			<title>For Dino</title>
			<description>I was sitting in my living room with two good friends. I got a phone call. I had been told that a friend of mine and ex-coworker had shot himself. I didn't say anything I just wrote this poem and then walked out onto the balcony. Shortly after my two frie</description>
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			<title>Hypocrisy Proxy</title>
			<description>Spontaneous writing is something rather new to me. i wrote this after feeling like a huge hypocrite. I remembered my words and how led and scripted they felt. So, I tried to capture that with an image of visiting a sort of &quot;King of Hypocrisy.&quot; The form is</description>
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			<title>My Hands Hate the Pen</title>
			<description>For all those who wish a love of writing could be taught.</description>
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