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			<title>Baffled Babbling Babble</title>
			<description>pieces of poetry and prose</description>
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			<title>Keep Dreaming</title>
			<description>Look into the sky keep dreaming you can fly wonder why the sky's done tonight realize the hour's late and you come to with for some kind of fate now you wish you hadn't waited now you wish you can retrace your steps so you can once again have a taste of that fountain of youth you so ..</description>
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			<title>Sink</title>
			<description>...One, two, three, four.......Sink...Heavy and lighter, tired fighterDelusions, no, confusion. twistingWhat's realRaw fear, I'm resisting!But it's getting clear, my friend, that i'm not here (Is it the end?)SinkTell me that you'll need me backI'm fading, harshly so It's sadden..</description>
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			<title>Shattered Glass Splattered On The Sunset</title>
			<description>Shattered glass splattered on the sunsetCrows bearing down on my every breathLike butlers, bored and vibrated Till dusk is gone and all must carry on yet&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;feel like a frozen stone at the peak of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A mountain, crisp and undisturbed in a Brink of banishing..</description>
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			<title>Real At All?</title>
			<description>Wrote this last year.</description>
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			<title>Picked Apples and Surprise In The Air</title>
			<description>There was something strange in the air. It was thick and unnatural. The birds were fleeing it, is that why they migrate? Not because of the cold, but because of the new... thing in the air? Is it why the leaves are falling? I pondered this as he picked yet another apple from the tree. It's red skin ..</description>
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			<title>Treading Water</title>
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