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			<title>The Builder</title>
			<description>Pregnancy.</description>
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			<title>Strangers in Paradise</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Your heart shimmers under perfect suns,it's godly gold, I'm godly under you.Through steps over scattered minds,navigate my sun, navigate my son.Skip rope with heartstrings, under big shadowy chocolate factories.Intoxicate my sun, intoxicate my son.Big checkerboard time-tables, he..</description>
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			<title>Tinsel</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Meet me,&amp;nbsp;under the tree where we first met.&amp;nbsp;Bring your own neck-tie,body paintFrom under the leaves, of our first kiss,I will paint myself up, to look like christ,the word 'f*g' engraved into your silver tongue,underneath my heart, pressed to my iron lung,god-like, ..</description>
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			<title>Center of Self</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There's something special around the corner, and if your good, for the rest of the year, I'll show it to you.We hid it under text books, behind big mean authority figures, gripped tightly in the hands of your best friend's woman.We hid it under the bed, and you can only see it when all the..</description>
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			<title>Rain Dance</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Under your dress, hairless God&amp;rsquo;s of foreverSpit up and down my neck, the dribble is softasking for anything else, it's a sin among sinnersfor my questions, answers, for yours, nothing elseif I left my bags behind after my journey inI would sleep on your heart, and..</description>
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			<title>We Will Look Like Giants</title>
			<description>You know how we do. </description>
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