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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>A little something I was thinking about lately.</description>
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			<title>The Art of Dying</title>
			<description>a poem about the romanticism of mental illness</description>
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			<title>For Him</title>
			<description>In my dreams you smell of chlorine and soapYour dimpled smile lets off sunrays and your tanned skin races through my fingertipsAnd just the sight of you sets off alarms in my head like explosions of fireworks, harsh against the otherwise calm night skyAll that being said, i was never sure if the sim..</description>
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