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			<title>-Self Destruct Sequence-</title>
			<description>I've spent 10 years of my life bleeding in dirty bathtubs,In houses long since bought and sold, or rented.It turns out removing the blades from a disposable razor is like riding a bike, You never forget how. I have an addictive personality,I come by that honestly.Can't lose the weight wh..</description>
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			<title>-Solar System-</title>
			<description>Packing away the planets, Crisp brown paper.The way your mother taught you to. The days outstretched with possibilities in a way long forgotten.Fresh brown paper,Fresh new start.You'll never say he held you back,But for a while he did hold you.Not down,But still.He likes the ship..</description>
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			<title>-Holes-</title>
			<description>She said she would call in an hour.Sat on the floor,too young to know what the hands on the clock meant.Sat on the floor,watched it ticking.You thought she would call.Thought she would be there in the morning.Too young to know that was the wrong way to love a child,In a house so tall..</description>
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			<title>-Terra Nota-</title>
			<description>Brave explorer.I am the new world,and you stake your claim to every inch of me.Chart the map of my body with your perfect mouth,miles of smooth alabaster skin.The rise and fall of my chest,like the rhythm of waves against the shore.You've been to distant shores before,conquered other lands.A skilled..</description>
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