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			<title>I Found You Written in the Stars</title>
			<description>I have a little bit of a crush</description>
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			<title>&quot;We&quot; in a Limited Infinity</title>
			<description>Love</description>
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			<title>Holding up a wall</title>
			<description>A really, really old piece about depression.</description>
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			<title>Ramblings about time at midnight on a Thursday</title>
			<description>I wouldn't even consider this a poem or a story or anything organized. Actually, it's more of a journal entry than anything. I wrote it while trying to keep myself from having a nervous breakdown.</description>
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			<title>Existential Warfare (you are not alone)</title>
			<description>Basically I channeled a bunch of despair into this. It's not exactly finished but I can't bring myself to continue it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/naomirambles/1358955/</link>
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			<title>Let Me Go</title>
			<description>My first actual attempt at songwriting</description>
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			<title>Empty Lines</title>
			<description>I wrote this at night, which explains the insanity it's laced with. </description>
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			<title>L'appel du Vide</title>
			<description>A man loses his sense of reality.</description>
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			<title>Not even going to bother</title>
			<description>I wrote this on a whim</description>
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			<title>10 Things I know to be True</title>
			<description>Sarah Kay's advice to beginners in spoken word was to make lists. I did.</description>
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			<title>This could be the death of me.</title>
			<description>A volutile friendship.</description>
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