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			<title>A Universe</title>
			<description>A poem regarding you, my universe.</description>
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			<title>Fireworks</title>
			<description>Regarding teen spirit.</description>
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			<title>Extremes</title>
			<description>A poem of extremes.</description>
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			<title>&quot;Thin As A Wire, You are&quot;</title>
			<description>Fear is a peculiar thing, isn't it?</description>
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			<title>The Queen</title>
			<description>A brief poem regarding my queen.</description>
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			<title>The Moon's Child</title>
			<description>The observations of a child of the moon.</description>
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			<title>Eleven Days</title>
			<description>The record for a human staying awake was about eleven days. Ty's challenge was simple: stay awake for twelve days, by any means necessary.</description>
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			<title>Notes</title>
			<description>Some are born great, others have greatness thrust upon them. It's unclear which of these applied to Emily. All that anyone knew was the music. Anyone but Stan. This is their story.</description>
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