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			<title>Studying</title>
			<description>hope i'm not the only one</description>
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			<title>Regret</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;You failed, didn&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo;All because I could not acceptThat some things just areThat my homeWas ravished in broad daylightAnd oh my neighbors weptBut their tears did not stop the pillagingThey wept about how I had failedAnd wept about how it was ..</description>
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			<title>Intermittent</title>
			<description>Venus is fadingTick by tickAnd with her gradual departureShe pulls the mountain to a greater heightI hope she'll set me atopAnd name me royaltyFor I was faithful, and I was strongAnd I don't deserve to walk a twisted pathDown at the feet of the mountainSo I beg you, VenusLet ..</description>
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			<title>A Delayed Reaction</title>
			<description>Can you rinse all my fear out?Wash me clean with your salivaMake me explode, tear me apartI want to see you, feel youThese outbursts are killing meWon&amp;rsquo;t you see to themWon&amp;rsquo;t you tend to my selfish needsRealign me, fix meShape meMake these needs your ..</description>
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			<title>Bedside Clown</title>
			<description>He gave me my kisses,Tucked me in tight,Told me the monsterswould not biteBut I wasn&amp;rsquo;t afraidof any biteI was scared of whatcan be seen in the dark, Not what can&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;What a buffoon&amp;nbsp;From then on, I closedmy eyesEyes blind in light ..</description>
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