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			<title>Poop</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Hello~!&quot; Mick said, waving his hand in front of my face, I ignored him, assuming he's going to give up and way away. I was sitting in the corner thinking about life because I had nothing better to do than check the refrigerator every five minutes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ..</description>
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			<title>Broken Mirror</title>
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			<title>Dead Emotions</title>
			<description>This is a poem of what I the three weeks after my boyfriend broke up with me for one of my besties.</description>
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