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			<title>Poisoned Oak</title>
			<description>I'm sensitive yet hardened,Like an oak standing 100 years,Felled by toxic waste, in poisonous soil.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m the crumbling remnants of a forgotten home,Felled by soft ground, no foundation to hold me,I&amp;rsquo;m too heavy for this world.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m in tune, and outA radio t..</description>
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			<title>Boy, Girl</title>
			<description>Boy girl, boy girl - that&amp;rsquo;s the ticket.&amp;nbsp;Didactic tactics will, &amp;lsquo;guide&amp;rsquo;, us.Lack of representation, insidiously we&amp;rsquo;re trapped;A box, within a closet, within a cage - boy, girl,boy, girl.&amp;nbsp;Over compensation, moral obliteration,reckless abandon we scream.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Resistance Is Not Futile</title>
			<description>When people tell you it's 'not your fight',&amp;nbsp;How dare they tell you,What is worth it to make you shake with fury,Quail and quake with an anger that&amp;nbsp;Bursts!From your chest.Fight whatever fight which makes you fear for liberty,As I cannot stay quiet when I know that there are peop..</description>
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			<title>Idle Teens Denounce God</title>
			<description>Idle teens lounge like lions basking in savannah sunthey cover surfaces, an infestation of apathydiscussing what is happening.They just don't know,And they'll pretend they know - make grand statements,'We're the omniscient youth!,The omnipotent youth!,Transcendent youth!',&amp;nbsp;A generatio..</description>
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			<title>Red and White</title>
			<description>He dashes across the room,Slam! the door is shut tight - impervious,impenetrable,as scarlet pennies clatter to the floor.White red light of the bathroom glares up;nefarious. Odius.&amp;nbsp;A sink is now a goblet, full of crimson change;glistening in the lacerating light.The drain is blocked - clotted.N..</description>
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