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			<title>Black Silk</title>
			<description>For Emily</description>
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			<title>New Car</title>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>Her lips will taste like the sweetest wineBut its the wine that never satisfiesA wine that never gets you drunkHer skin will be softer and fairer than silkAnd yet it will scar you if you let ither touch will cut you to your soulHer eyes - Exquisite- will poison youAnd yet she never mea..</description>
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