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			<title>conversations</title>
			<description>&quot;You need to be treated with respect.&quot;&quot;But, I love sociopaths.&quot;I say basking in the frustration of his silence.&quot;Imagine the power of manipulation without the dead weight of emotion.&quot;&quot;So you look up to him.&quot;&quot;I think so.&quot;We pull up to my house.&quot;Text me later.&quot;&quot;K.&quot;&amp;nbsp;I hear the neighbors talking.&quot;Sh..</description>
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			<title>Sally</title>
			<description>Oh Sally dear&amp;nbsp;it's you I fearthat's rotting inside outI try to preserve your finest mutationto make your optimal manifestationbut all i get is FrankensteinAnd in my head a reel playsof you in finer daysunable to control your demiseRise phoenix Rise</description>
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			<title>the void</title>
			<description>In becoming a woman&amp;nbsp;she met with a mazeandher eyes became:intoxicated with beauty&amp;nbsp;too drunk to navigateShe grew hungry and illand delirious stillwith visions of the other sideOne day an opening appearedAnd she was released into realitya reality where:no one met her eyesA reality where:&amp;nbs..</description>
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