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			<title>Another trip back</title>
			<description>Living in my time is a coloured theme. Mescaline in a field seems such a joy, like the young boys eating mushrooms by the school swimming pool, While i'd sit oblivious at home.There they flound, asymmetric linespubsecent aisles of quickened pulse. There goes the loosened thought, the r..</description>
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			<title>On return/another day</title>
			<description>I saw the Indian boy rundown the underpasshe slipped from day to night,that boy showed me we're all running, all slipping through an underpass moving from light to dark.The slope chased him away,  giggling at his unease,   forcing him to submit,submission is a daily roastits our comm..</description>
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