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			<title>Statistics</title>
			<description>I hope you young white men and women read this and even if you can't do anything about it, I hope you just have it in your heart to not be apart of these people who don't want equality. When our parents and grandparents die off, I pray and hope you do not take their ideals. My skin is black, not my ..</description>
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			<title>A Privileged Name</title>
			<description>A touchy subject</description>
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			<title>Wanna Hear a Sad Story?</title>
			<description>Do you want to hear a sad story?That's deeper than the abyssthat the Kraken is enlisted in,with more ways to get lostthan traveling the rabbit hole from the start?If I could be a part of the constellationsthen I'd die today, and forget this placein favor of making friends with the stars.But that wou..</description>
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			<title>The Waters Rise</title>
			<description>The paradise of love.</description>
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			<title>Kisses</title>
			<description>Sometimes I lose the wordsSometimes I don't know what to sayto you to express myselfand the emotions I feel.Sometimes I just want to cryout from this constant beatingthat cannot be tamedinside of me.It's calling your name,the way we breathe the same air,as my hands run through your hair,while we hol..</description>
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