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			<title>Juvenile Love</title>
			<description>Fear. Hatred starts to evolve &amp;nbsp;Staring in disgustWho you once claimed to loveBut now it was just unkept lustSo soon missing the affectionThe private jokes Care and attentionThe soft kisses and forehead strokesYour identical grinsThe thrill of mischiefThe support through thick and thins The craz..</description>
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			<title>Hurt Me Sweetly</title>
			<description>All I've ever been is transparent and it&amp;rsquo;s no surprise. Hell honestly if I weren&amp;rsquo;t me I would ignore me too, though lately something strange happened that I can&amp;rsquo;t really put into words.</description>
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			<title>Poems of Randomness</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Burn &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;#8203;I was playing with fire &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I thought it would be fun &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Poems of Randomness</title>
			<description>Just a couple of blank thought here and there</description>
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