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			<title>Grave Brothers</title>
			<description>Two grey twinsStand shin to chinTheir hearts bound by twig and grimeA nest for words a bowl cut fairWith mouths so pure and eyes of leadAs poppy flowers mark their skinAnd all those forgottenWere found in sin</description>
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			<title>Wonder</title>
			<description>Silk hats and garlands,silver cigarette holders and brocade pipes,Lifeless swans that strangle the past away,Albino deers and copper stags,caught not in headlights but cross fire,The dying of wonder.</description>
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			<title>God Delusion</title>
			<description>Rants</description>
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			<title>Secret/Lie/Sin</title>
			<description>She keeps her secret hidden in plain sight,As her lashes curl deeper with every lie spat,Coiling inward so deep, the pupil completely obscene,Black waves that whirl into a geometric labyrinth,Like a mangled wire ball dish scrub.Silver tongues sliver deep,Moulding us into half formed beings,Clawed wi..</description>
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			<title>We</title>
			<description>The streams that underline and lacethe crevices of this &amp;nbsp;mortal case,Curve gently within its soft decay,Illustrating the face we claim,As fleshy caskets that dance with graceare hindered by ghosts the past can never erase,And while intelligence reigns supreme,We wither to nothingness, such torr..</description>
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