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			<title>Marmite Love</title>
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			<title>My Blueberry Sky</title>
			<description>My blueberry sky intricately woven,as a cardigan worn by gods.Smudges and spatter of a dull orange, wherea blushing sun seeks ground.Then passes a blackbird, heading homeas limbering stars , set shop.</description>
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			<title>She</title>
			<description>She comes in nuzzling,full of salt, full of froth;lingers, indulging in sunSlowly then goes, taking some tender earthmaking it pure.She nudges again,this time with a shell,pouring its secrets, a hum and some cries.I hold it naively, by my earit soothes and smothers, her perpetual low rumble.She come..</description>
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			<title>Edison</title>
			<description>Since time unknown I wanted a muttNo Lego, No Hershey , would make me stopA golden lab, only, could break the rutWhich i could feed and sit atop.Mother worried for the allergies and the fleas,the constant bark, dirt and spit.I swore to keep him up in treesand silent like a lonely pit.We got a pup an..</description>
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			<title>Circus Love</title>
			<description>For lust is a tightrope,soldering fickle hearts, sewing passion.Fade at its end,or tumble into love.Some hope woos smother,contemplates the fallTo stir a velvet landing,and dances slow.She in her unbidden trance,her golden hair littered,sits in prayer, fidgets;snuffed from the fall.Forlorn, for an i..</description>
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