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			<title>Vampire</title>
			<description>A heavy expression,And hollow eyes scan a dark alley.A tall dark figure on wet black pavement,So many simple beauties to behold.Stop even for but a second.Continue walking through the still night,The damp and quiet air.In a city full of personalities,A few different intentions lurkin..</description>
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			<description>Just a little poem I wrote earlier this year/an interaction with a spider and its web on my balcony one afternoon.</description>
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			<title>Doors</title>
			<description>I felt like writing a poem but didn't have any ideas. I asked my boyfriend to give me an idea and he said doors. I thought about doors and what they mean in the physical world and in our minds. </description>
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