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			<title>Sweat</title>
			<description>Days spent in old t-shirtsworn white with coffee stained,and groping men's hands,the fingerprints of lustremained.As other skeletons scrape into bed,and push into holestheir tongues.It's in the way she puts it in my head -the weight of waiting -turns my carnal spine straight,leaves me wet...in the r..</description>
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			<title>Gabriel</title>
			<description>Oh, Gabriel,&amp;nbsp;you lost your presenceon the tops of the mountainsbowed downin an instanceto the friends of holy endshomelesswe begged you not to drinkwe begged you not to drownout the descentwith more liquidto hide your broken wingsjust as the fragmentsof the beauty you once werenow shattered int..</description>
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			<title>Psychic and Emotional Starvation </title>
			<description>There are cows on milk bottlesand tractors outside my window,they are cutting up the trees;collecting the leavesand the words we speak,because I am officially replaced...by energetic, long legged -hoof loving darlings,who probably speak their name with posh accents,and drink their tea...enthusiastic..</description>
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