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			<title>Hearing Me</title>
			<description>I seeI thinkI know it allI'm blessedI'm cursedWatch me fall&amp;nbsp;Who's right?Who's wrong?Who'll vanish in the night?Who's God?Who's Reaper?I'll perish, I'm right...&amp;nbsp;It's light,It's shadowed,I'm scared of my own dreamsI sleep,I wake,I'm parted at the seams..</description>
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			<title>A Task At Hand</title>
			<description>What happens to you when you stare at a blank page too long? Well, this is what happens to me!</description>
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			<title>My Best Friend</title>
			<description>More rhythm than poetry, a few words that sum up my best friend.</description>
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