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			<title>Be_It_Sin,Lest.be.it.Ashes..</title>
			<description>asdasdaassasasdaasdasdasasdasdasasdadaasaasdadaasdaaasda&amp;nbsp;The.feathers.fall.from.the.wing.of.this.broken.birdLest.it.be.not.the.wing..that.is.torn,,...token.worthis.held.least.in.the.bird.its.self,.who.once.knew.to.fly..Who.once.knew.to..........flyThe.tiny.mesh.festers.on.the.wing..</description>
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			<title>Soul's.Inseam.Reaped.Whole</title>
			<description>the/literary.representation.of.the.soul.reaping.what.is.sowed.</description>
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			<title>Now.I.Know</title>
			<description>Stone.me..BREAK.me...Caste.me.awayand.there.i'll.go,....to.a.place.far.away.from.shameWhere.monkeys.climb.trees.of.purple.poisonand.water.lilly's.colapse.before.fire.flies.can.moistenWhere.the.stench.of.death's.awful.breath.is.ever.nearFogging.up.the.rummy.bottle.of.a.pirate's.Black.Bear..</description>
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			<title>Follow.The.North.Star</title>
			<description>Have.you.ever.tried.to.fit.the.pieces.of.your.puzzle.objectively.through.the.eyes.of.History?....</description>
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			<title>~..|L|--(d-i-a-l-)--|R|..~</title>
			<description>For.those.of.you.who.have.made.mistakes.in.Love,.in.Life,...For.those.searching.for.an.understanding,.done.away.with.faith...For.those.who.know.solitude.all.to.well...A.poem.written.metaphorically.to.the.audio.system.of.a.Car.stereo,...Suttle.remorse,.lay</description>
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