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			<title>2019.</title>
			<description>2019 in 19 Lines1. Walked away on Valentine's Day2. Got dumped on a Sunday&amp;nbsp;3. Climbed a rock wall and touched the top4. Had the best snowy night full of wine and good company5. Finally went to one of Sarina's birthday parties6. Two sisters from other misters took Pagosa by storm, literally7. Ha..</description>
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			<title>Neverland</title>
			<description>You suck.&amp;nbsp;Who dumps a girl on Valentine's Day?Over a text message?After six years?After you spent your waning adolescence wooing her,Fucked up twice and tried to fight for her,Made her dress your naked body, kneeling on a hospital floor to put your socks on,Let her heart be tainted by family sh..</description>
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			<title>Blue Jay</title>
			<description>Coal black gaze cuts through like a knife from the wrong side of the tracksIn a maze of thick denial I can't face,But you know what they say.&amp;nbsp;Had me in music class,&amp;nbsp;Silent gestures in a preteen hazeI remember clear as day.&amp;nbsp;Made me ask for my first kiss,Telepathic energy and I knew you..</description>
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			<title>Ponyboy</title>
			<description>Ice blue winter eyes shineLike a child chasing rainbows and wild whims.&amp;nbsp;Warm raindrops fall like happy tears,&amp;nbsp;Sending electric currents through the small thingsLike the smell of wet, fallen leaves.&amp;nbsp;You were strong and kindLike the Alps never choosing a side,&amp;nbsp;But your heart threw ..</description>
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			<title>Hindsight Glaze</title>
			<description>First of many self reflection poems to kickstart a new era of writing in my life. </description>
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			<title>Shades of Gray</title>
			<description>This is the only piece of writing I chose to keep from the first few years I used this writing profile about seven years ago. I made some minor edits, but not many. </description>
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