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			<title>Converse</title>
			<description>Life is like a pair of Converse.It might be beautifulor perfect for a while.But it always gets dustyIf you dont bring outThe best in it.Sometimes the ties thatHold you and your friends&amp;nbsp;TogetherMight come apartAfter alot of wearAnd tear.But you can always create newAnd stronger ties.Lace them ti..</description>
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			<title>Tears</title>
			<description>Out of the corner of my eye,A salty substance crawls out.Dripping slowly downThe side of myFace.In the other room,Harsh words pierce the air.Unintentional.Funny how your mouthHas a mind of its ownWhen you&amp;rsquo;reAngry.Words flying out.Like wasps searchingFor a targetTo infectWith their own anger.Re..</description>
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			<title>Insomniac</title>
			<description>Insomniac&amp;nbsp;Why am I still awake?Eyes wide open,&amp;nbsp;As if it is Noon?Shouldn't I be in the deep, darkClutches of Morpheus?Dreaming of babbling brooks,With water as clear as the sky,Running over pebbles weathered as smooth asA baby's cheek,And light glinting off the silver belliesOf the sunfish...</description>
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