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			<title>Gorged and Sickened Soul</title>
			<description>Perhaps.... Maybe I let everyone offer me too many criticismsan indulgence that made me grow sickAnd I ate it up... yea, most definitelyI've had my years of regurgitating and consumingEventually I simply wined and dined the stomach achesIt's what I became acquainted withtoo stubborn ..</description>
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			<title>Simple Things</title>
			<description>Merely gazing upon a leaf makes your eyes lockwhile your brain wanders no place specificHow blue jeans look up close in a photonot doing much more than entertaining yourselfA flower picked smells subtly sweetyet your cheek just wants a tickle from its petalsHow a long drink of wate..</description>
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			<title>Human Condition</title>
			<description>An essence of flaws is the human conditionWho are you or I to peckat all the splinters in the fleshMeanwhile impaled with timbershearts of glass, jostled thoughts and sinful eyesour weakest links being the groundwork of our stepsWill you not strive to conquer yourself?Will you not se..</description>
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			<title>Daedalum</title>
			<description>Frame, upon photo, upon framephoto, upon frame, upon photoHow our stories dance ethereallyin the solitary glow of lampshadeA beginning of life and livingtranslated in love to satisfactionWhere somewhere in timethe frames became fewer and fartherIs this really the Devil's wheel?Of c..</description>
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