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		<description>The original writings of author R&amp;ucirc;bb&amp;euml;rS&amp;oslash;ul</description>
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			<title>Ride</title>
			<description>You said &quot;feel comfortable to share your writings with others&quot;, so, I'm going for it. I'm putting some of my deepest, darkest s**t out there. Whoo, I'm nervous!</description>
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			<title>The God of Chaos</title>
			<description>Pretty much a formless re-telling of some Myths I remembered about this god in particular. So don't judge me too harshly! haha</description>
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			<title>Senseless Notes From A Man On Fire</title>
			<description>A great Acid trip I had at Phillip Island, which is located about an hour out of Melbourne, Australia. I'll never forget it.</description>
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			<title>My Chemical Dream</title>
			<description>Lost in a haze of colours and shapesNo car, no body, just thoughts that raceThe grass is bright and the road is long The sky is a broken mirror then the colour is goneI can move the clouds and the trees with no breezeShift all shades, banish shadows with easeThe lights in the store of ..</description>
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			<title>Wondering</title>
			<description>I wrote this during a pretty rough part of my life, I'm sure you figured that out on your own. </description>
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			<title>Untethered</title>
			<description>This was a sonnet I wrote for a very special girl a few years back.</description>
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			<title>Poetic Blues</title>
			<description>I've been going through what they call an &quot;Existential Crisis&quot; since I was a kid, so my whole life I've been trying to find some meaning or purpose behind my life. It can be quite taxing...</description>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>Short n sweet.</description>
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			<title>Open Letter</title>
			<description>Raw and real. Putting it all out there in the name of Art! To whom I owe everything!</description>
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			<title>Ashes</title>
			<description>Minding my business&amp;nbsp;Slowing my stride&amp;nbsp;Following my thoughts&amp;nbsp;On an endless ride&amp;nbsp;Exploring my wants&amp;nbsp;My every desire&amp;nbsp;And just like a dream&amp;nbsp;New visions transpire&amp;nbsp;Words played to me&amp;nbsp;Through a lyrical Lyre&amp;nbsp;My mind lights up&amp;nbsp;I've become a live wire&amp;nbs..</description>
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