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			<title>Pecuilar</title>
			<description>Peculiar &amp;nbsp;I miss being weirdLooking in the mirror and see myself with orangeskirt blue tops and purple hair confidence that invaded any roomI made people wonder what made me feel so cute and I didn't really care if you approved of my outfitor my thoughts and my walk ..</description>
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			<title>Compliment not complete</title>
			<description>Iwoke up this morning and decided to be about my Father&amp;rsquo;s businessNolonger will I march to my own beatGoalong with worldly ways and comments &amp;nbsp;Iwas bought at a higher priceAndit is my right to trust my worthIam Henni Benddels latest in a diamond case..</description>
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			<title>She did my poem</title>
			<description>I listened attentivelyAnd sat in awe and dismayShe did my poemAnd I had no one to blame but myselfShe did not look over my shoulderOr telepath her way into my thoughtsShe did the few things that I didn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Will we march?</title>
			<description>He was only 33He lived in povertyHe gave endlesslyHe helped a grieving fatherHe was publicly ridiculedWhen will we march?&amp;nbsp;Beat with whips so hard that they engraved His skinTore his flesh from his bonesStuck to the threads of the whipHe was innocentAn..</description>
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