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			<title>Painted Lady</title>
			<description>Marblesculpture bathed in liquid bronze;Theart of every generationAllwith the same, chronic fixationTobe polished, to be new.&amp;nbsp;Courseskin crumbles where the brush blendsAnddown the valleys of her face,Driftingby are painted flakesFalling,light ..</description>
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			<title>Inadequate</title>
			<description>I know you care,But not as I do;I care for you.&amp;nbsp;You are my shelter fromthe rain,But your ceilings aretoo high.Can&amp;rsquo;t patch you upWhen cracks start to surface.The pain trickles in.&amp;nbsp;You caught me onceIn my heavenly plunge,But I spy a t..</description>
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			<title>Dream Catcher</title>
			<description>I caught a dream between my teeth-Bit down to taste the meaning on my tongue,But it dribbled past my lipsAnd was sucked into the pillow&amp;rsquo;s lung.&amp;nbsp;I ripped apart the fabric flesh-Sent feather organs flying through the nightTo make some sense of what I&amp;rsquo;d seen..</description>
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			<title>Train of Thought</title>
			<description>I take night. Let starlessecstasy course through my veins,As out of the silent din drifts adistant whistling sound.I scramble through the windowinto arcane darkness,And board the steam train,knowing not what I am or where I am bound.I dare not tread in a world ofsleep,F..</description>
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