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			<title>The voices</title>
			<description>Sitting in darkness,the voices call out his name,the houseis empty.</description>
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			<title>Fiona Apple</title>
			<description>Her seductive voice, belts out half notes, quarter notes, sharps, and flats,that surround her and bound her bodyin a hemp rope Her hairdances like a flameand sets the hemp ablaze.It consumes her.She purses her dull bitten lipsand releases the smokethat coils around her limb..</description>
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			<title>Jonah</title>
			<description>This is a poem that created a character I am going to use in my novel. I hope you enjoy!</description>
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			<title>Day at the Park</title>
			<description>Two women sitting on a park bench.Their aged eyes glisten in the sun,looking at them, it is impossible not to imaginethe life they&amp;rsquo;ve lived.Two friends sitting on a park bench.Smiling at the pigeons walking around their orthopedic shoes,laughing about times past. A history that would last a li..</description>
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