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			<title>All but rot and decay</title>
			<description>All poets will write a love-themed poem sooner or later. I doomed myself to the former.</description>
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			<title>I envy my trash can</title>
			<description>A poem that celebrates how each writer takes pride in their unfinished work.</description>
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			<title>Oh tantrum so black</title>
			<description>Yay! My first post here. A poem about that moment when everyone who believes in you indirectly tells you you're incompetent.</description>
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