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			<title>Lucy</title>
			<description>Living for speaking. Dying for truth. Ask what you're seeking. Trust no one's tooth. Don't search for the meaning. Just pay five cents at the booth. </description>
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			<title>Lesson</title>
			<description>I hate that the outcome happens before the lesson. I hate that the lesson happens before the pain. But the pain is ever lasting, and I've got no one else to blame. </description>
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			<title>One, Two</title>
			<description>Trance, prance, do a dance. Clap your hands, one, two. Grab a forearm, make ammends,Tie it all with glue. Face your better half, my dears. Not dependent on the weather. Twice as nice, take a choice. Burn your books of leather. Write your mind. Stay in time. All of us together. </description>
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			<title>For KAS</title>
			<description>I wish I could be the one to rattle your cage.Let the demons separate from the bones.I wish I could hold your hand.And take you to places rarely shown.I wish I could know you, inside and out.I wish I could help guide you, through all the fear and doubt.But I'm not the one. I'm not ev..</description>
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			<title>Green Green</title>
			<description>The sweet smell of green green grass.Lights on the city sprawl.Below, a view of an ocean, vast and true.We had warm shoulders to lean onSome words to exchange.We were introducing our souls.Seeing if they could rest soundly together.There was nothing we felt.No time in between.We we..</description>
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