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			<title>Heights</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote during a break up from a toxic person</description>
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			<title>Twenty Two</title>
			<description>I have a friendBooks are her lifeThe classics, the greatsGatsby and GaltThey speak to herAnd she speaks enough on themTo fill her own volumes andShe never visits themAnymoreThey lay forgottenCollecting dustAs her new friendsCaptains and ryesTake the placeOf Ender and LestatA mere two decades in this..</description>
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