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			<title>Hello Stranger</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I was passing by, saw a faceI seemed to recognise,Turning my headWhenever a shadowGets too close to mine.My shadow is mine.Don&amp;rsquo;t get so close,I don&amp;rsquo;t know you.&amp;nbsp;The white outline,Brotherhood at last,Brazen boredom to last.Kicking about in old shoes.B..</description>
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			<title>Thoughts that can&amp;#2013266066;t be helped</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sitting, knee deep in guilt,I never saw them,I never even rang,Though guilt should be mutual,It only seems to burden my shoulders,A mass of the inept,With a book whipped from the back pocket,Of some broken down jeans,A book I find traumatic,But can&amp;rsquo;t b..</description>
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			<title>Azure</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Casting aside the trimmings,Levelling the field.Bury all you own, likeSquirrels it seems safer,Love and affection, habitual,Not looking for answers,When posing your questions.Left poised for a quarrelNo reason too shallowOr debt too deep seated.&amp;nbsp;Tho..</description>
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			<title>Silent Sovereign</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not because it&amp;rsquo;s a simple pleasure, butBecause we&amp;rsquo;re free, toDo as we will, weMust do as we please.&amp;nbsp;Because one can onlyCompete against oneself.By way of plaintive lies, thatMirrors never care to tell.&amp;nbsp;We do as we do, becauseOf late..</description>
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			<title>Suze et Cetera</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;My friend who I never knew I knewMy friend who I only missed once I leftMy friend who runs through my mind constantly, silentlyMy friend who had never seemed closer though now I can&amp;rsquo;t see youMy friend who accepted silence as the greatest language of allMy friend who ordered a..</description>
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