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			<title>To the Boy Whose Sheets I Bled on</title>
			<description>Do you remember the nights you would unwrap my body like a gift?On those nights you played the role of lover, of confidante, and of friend.You were a wildfire, pernicious and inextinguishable, hot and burning. But did you all know that fire could be extinguished by menstruation blood?Which is ridicu..</description>
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			<title>On Losing a Father</title>
			<description>Minutes before you hear the news of your father&amp;rsquo;s death,You will be a barricade in your congested apartment.You will be thinking about the weather; your bills.You will wish you could remember life,&amp;nbsp;when is was composed of such simple things.You will receive phone calls; your mother; your ..</description>
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