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			<title>Innocence </title>
			<description>My words put you at a loss for words because they don't quite suit my eyes. FliesIn those honey potsof mine. But I've got such a flame in the soles of the feetof my soul to pull atthe cornersof the sheetsof your skin.With my skin. With my naked, marble skin. They are me..</description>
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			<title>We're Thinking A Million Things </title>
			<description>You're so deep in my ocean, you're pinching my spine.I'm a devout atheist and I call you Jesus Christ.This might mean nothing when it's all said and done; Crashing bones to hurt better than being alone. I love you best when you're stepping into jeans to dress, but we don't talk enoug..</description>
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			<title>Between My Toes </title>
			<description>Between my toes are needle points.We lay in underwear on the kitchen floor  so much there was no other place.Inquisition and my cheeks are brought to shame. I thought I'd recovered from your smile butI can't pass a well without making a wish.I'm an insomniac when you're not here to sle..</description>
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			<title>The Girl Who Hated Maps</title>
			<description>What it feels like to be in love with someone who lives in another country</description>
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			<title>Underneath This Skin There's A Human</title>
			<description>Youwerean infinite beast --cutting your tongueon your ownivory teeth. I thought youjust might kill me.I think without you,just mightkill me.</description>
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