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			<description>I kissed the starson her body,her skies,were never as beautiful as yours.I used to imagine you were her,now,I imagine she is you.What irony.The guilty conscience&amp;nbsp;a living man's hell.An empty heart,slowly tearing me apart.You were lost,in the blackness of deceit.So, I throw some salt&amp;nbsp;over m..</description>
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			<title>Hegemony</title>
			<description>Snaggle-toothed lollies,and autistic teddy bears,live like kings,but they rule none.They, are the guilty pleasures,of the hungry childrendressed in button downsand bow ties.False prophets,elected at the displeasureof the brainwashed dandelions&amp;nbsp;from the plains.Pitiful little dandelions...blissfu..</description>
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			<title>String Theory</title>
			<description>Kevlar hearts,shout shotguns,at android minds.While cyanide is laughing,from the inside.&amp;nbsp;And all along,there is a man masturbatingfrom behind a computer screento the misery of his creations.</description>
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