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			<title>Invigorating Pain</title>
			<description>Deep thoughts on life</description>
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			<title>Fire and Wind</title>
			<description>He whispers to me through the walls,He makes his presence known throughout the halls.The floor boards creak,My wick goes weak,I know he's here for me.For centuries, he's followed me,How?, you say?It cannot be?Well with the push of his gentle hand,He puts my soul out, as he cr..</description>
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			<title>Nevermore</title>
			<description>The speaker waits as guilt eats him alive, and he waits for a Raven to arrive.</description>
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			<title>Jack and Jill</title>
			<description>A twist on the already gruesome fairy tale</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TivrrvLvnn/1868716/</link>
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			<title>How can Anything Be Real</title>
			<description>Madness isn't real.Saneness isn't neither.Nothing is, as a matter of fact.How can it be real if nothing exists?Time isn't real,Numbers ain't neither.How can't anything be real if nothing exists.Color isn't real,And shapes can't be neither,How can anything be real if nothing exi..</description>
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			<title>Upon a Wilted Rose</title>
			<description>Upon the petals of a wilted rose,You may read the tales of all its woes.Lifeless veins, their secrets kept.They silently watched as their handlers wept. -Tiarra</description>
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