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			<title>Not Touching</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote to assuage my guilt after a party.</description>
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			<title>Sometimes</title>
			<description>One night, while I was walking back to my dorm from the library, I thought I heard a someone playing a flute. These are the thoughts that they aroused.</description>
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			<title>feather</title>
			<description>a poem celebrating the freedom of a Rom lifestyle.</description>
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