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			<title>Effortless</title>
			<description>The stain on your back stared back at memerging, submerginglike the plains of Africa, stared back at memy imagination urgingit spelled your name, then meltedtook me from kalahari to Tavaruait erupted volcanoes and settled,the journey ending without dramathe stain on y..</description>
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			<title>My veins are blue still</title>
			<description>are you sure the ships have sailed?it's not in your best interest to drawcylindrical lines, I see opportunitywhere the waves haven't solemnlysworn to crash with the shorethe shore isn't always the answerswim for a whileget accustomed to the clearpristine Michigan watersso what if the ships sailed?Re..</description>
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			<title>&amp;Auml;iti</title>
			<description>Her flesh no longer malleable,her thoughts crushed into the pavementno more distinguishablefrom the soft unearthed creases of the mattress.There is no colourto describe the daggers she holdsand there is no shapethat describes the way she dissects.The way she unassumably,unknowinglyconsumes me.So whi..</description>
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			<title>What does it feel like?</title>
			<description>if i ask youwould you tell mewhat it felt likewhen you held meif i showed youwould you see itwhat it looks likewhen i commitif i told youwould you listenwhat it sounds likewhen my heart singsif i touch youwould you shiverwhat does it feel likewhen i quiverif you listenyou would hearI am shakeni am n..</description>
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			<title>Just don't go</title>
			<description>I surrender, you exhaust meyou are quaint, you are asleepi want to want it, to agree to your pleabut you are surrounded by debrisI am a stranger to my whimsI go one way and then another to swimshe called me, sang me a hymni go ways away, two ways is limpi went ways away from my usual blockdrawing my..</description>
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