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			<title>Irony</title>
			<description>When love fades, unrequited...</description>
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			<title>he</title>
			<description>...about a boy</description>
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			<title>In Summer</title>
			<description>A billion stars fill the night and I still stand alone</description>
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			<title>Dead Wait </title>
			<description>My spirit man longs for the freedom of heaven as my humanity pulls me from the sky. I just wanna fly.</description>
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			<title>Black Dawn</title>
			<description>A ditty on lost love and dead hearts</description>
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			<title>Little Wicked</title>
			<description>A tale of loss and grief. The forces of darkness nip at my heels.</description>
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			<title>Vestiges</title>
			<description>Innocence forgotten. I think of the war that is myself, guised as man v. man, or man v. God. Have we met the end-times as we mete out and destroy ourselves - is love a blood sport after all?</description>
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			<title>Space Cowboy</title>
			<description>This poem depicts the smallness of our existence. We are but mere dust in the cosmos of all, and the human condition - so fragile and misbegotten - collides with the freedom beyond gravity. </description>
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