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			<description>	Damp&amp;nbsp;was the night. &amp;nbsp;Alice walked alone, through the eerie fog in a graveyard. &amp;nbsp;She had no idea of the horrors that were lurking in the very same place. &amp;nbsp;She cried into the darkness,&amp;nbsp;&quot;What is this, is anyone here?&quot; &amp;nbsp;Through the fog, a hideous silhouette was voraciously..</description>
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			<title>Mongrel</title>
			<description>The Stalker</description>
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			<title>Poison Concoction</title>
			<description>A Poem of Addiction.</description>
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			<title>Mother Patricia</title>
			<description>While I was serving in the Marine Corps back in 2012, my mother passed away from Alzheimer's disease at 55 years old. This is my first poem.</description>
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