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			<title>I Remember You Poem</title>
			<description>Gabriella Marieby Ayahna HamiltonI sawstars behind flooded eyes.Overflowing with emotions, she, a small piece of something bigger,entered a world too small for the dreams she&amp;rsquo;d create.I hearda shrill scream.Something akin to the sound of new life.Something so priceless.So clear.A clean slate,b..</description>
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			<title>The Moment I Knew I Was No Longer A Child</title>
			<description>the moment I knew I was no longer a child&amp;nbsp;i watched the mediablack communitythe worldcompletely dismiss the taken life of Rekia Boydas to tell meto scream to me thatblack lives do not matterand if they doit&amp;rsquo;s only for the black boysthat moment i knew i was no longer a childi was a comma a..</description>
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			<title>The Smell of Books (List of 12 Poem)</title>
			<description>Let&amp;rsquo;s be the smell of books, together.Let&amp;rsquo;s be comforting, together.Let&amp;rsquo;s be cozy, together.Let&amp;rsquo;s be lonely, together.Grow old with me.We can become aged.Make this bookshelf we were given, a home.Let us grow love like dust, together.We could let it seep into the air.So thick...</description>
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			<title>Lyric Poem</title>
			<description>Why did I fold my hand?Why choose another fight?How long would we have gone to know we shouldn&amp;rsquo;t stay?I remember when your head caught flame,It kissed your scalp and caressed your brain.I saw you walk the wire,I saw you burn away.I&amp;rsquo;m sorry for blaming you for all the things i just couldn..</description>
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			<title>Red Wheel Borrow Poem</title>
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