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			<title>Collecting Things</title>
			<description>I own a bookthat I don&amp;rsquo;t readI own a paintingthat I don&amp;rsquo;t look atI own a CDthat I don&amp;rsquo;t listen toI own a soulthat I don&amp;rsquo;t trust</description>
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			<title>the imagined enigma</title>
			<description>may I ask where&amp;nbsp;you came fromwho you areyour eyes always closed&amp;nbsp;dreaming of days of a distant pastand days of the impending futureforearms covered in tattoose equals em cee squared and a&amp;nbsp;lyrical convent&amp;nbsp;of lines from songs you&amp;nbsp;or anyone else wroteyou&amp;rsquo;re a writer&amp;nbsp;a..</description>
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			<title>toxic</title>
			<description>the toxic blood that runs&amp;nbsp;through your veinsand pumps through your black heartdusted with ashesfrom the people you&amp;rsquo;ve burnedmakes me sickyou swear that karmawill never catch up with youbut i think we both know it willwhen you&amp;rsquo;re old &amp;amp; graybrittle bonesmade of cracking clayand yo..</description>
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