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			<title>The Truth is a Deep Dark Hole in the Earth</title>
			<description>It started out as erotica. Maybe it still is.</description>
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			<title>Morphine</title>
			<description>Ode to that special controlled substance</description>
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			<title>Jesus Came</title>
			<description>Sacreliciousness</description>
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			<title>The Penis's Lament</title>
			<description>Roughly half of my waking thoughts are devoted to oral sex.</description>
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			<title>My Painted Lady Falls onto the Forest Floor</title>
			<description>Honestly, I have no clue as to why I wrote this.</description>
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			<title>Welcome to Tomorrow</title>
			<description>Early pretentious overlong s**t.</description>
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			<title>Leave My Eyes on the Rocks for the Birds</title>
			<description>Dreams of doing drugs at the edge of the desert.</description>
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			<title>Everyone Else is Robots</title>
			<description>I'm onto you. ALL of you.</description>
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			<title>The Muse as an Angelheaded Vegan Hipster</title>
			<description>She liked it. That's all that matters, I suppose.</description>
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			<title>For You I Will Write Like Hemingway</title>
			<description>Because at least half of all male writers only started writing because they heard that girls liked artsy types, and they couldn't draw worth a damn.</description>
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