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			<title>5/19/13</title>
			<description>When I was 13 years old,my art teacher told mehow our universe is so expansive and infinite,that everything is happening everywhere-nothing isn't going on.So why is it thatI am trappedin a momentwhere it's nearing midnight on an evening whereyou are no longer in love..</description>
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			<title>Bitter</title>
			<description>I don't know how many months it's been since you left me.I do often wonderif you'd sped off long before I asked you to leave.I sometimes thinkthat you never harboredany intentions of staying-hit and run.So tonight,while the whiskey slides downmy throatlike fireI..</description>
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