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			<title>My Phlegmatic daughter</title>
			<description>ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo</description>
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			<title>Ions</title>
			<description>Positively or negatively charged?</description>
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			<title>Fishes</title>
			<description>A thoem thabout thepilepsy, and thillar</description>
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			<title>My craic</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;How does it feel; to have never been wrong?Yours is the odyssey, and&amp;nbsp;oh- it goes onClicks and cracks surround their livesAnd when they're not looking we're taken their wivesTaken and beaten and hung out to dieAll in a day's work for the smiling surpriseNeve..</description>
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			<title>soooo ineffable </title>
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			<title>What's with the title</title>
			<description>The bubbling variety whom many have claimed to be Often wondered&amp;rsquo; would people (especially young people) he would see Be often so eager, so keen, and if not keen, deem it necessary  To claim a stake in that pool of influence and prejudice known as education? If they knew they would die, oh at ..</description>
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			<title>Grey poem</title>
			<description>I once had a friend, who was sour inside What chances he took, what gaps in his pride He never found satisfaction, only physical attraction Which he saw as a monetary transaction Not particularly craving attention, But keeping us all in perpetual suspension He had strong beliefs Yourself included, y..</description>
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			<title>Fire in't</title>
			<description>Irony is something I invented to describe my alienation I die in the desert, die of dehydration  Then when I wis older; resented the swarm Lived for the fire in&amp;rsquo;t centre of the storm Relative morality, it&amp;rsquo;s a relative reality Unsure how to live in extreme totality Reached out the next ti..</description>
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