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			<title>Mr. Sandman</title>
			<description>I walk away from the dirt, sewn into my clothesFlickered before me, a still silence flows through my mindDreams linger behind my thoughts while heSlithers behind me, nipping my heels.One step at a time a small clop behind meThe first stair&amp;hellip;the second;Basement to ro..</description>
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			<title>Enough</title>
			<description>How often didFatigue and depressionTrump me?  (Your only child,       Mind you)I built patience waitingOn a stone wallFor your car to drive up.Deep breaths, Repressed anger.Years later I cry at night.Still waiting For a timely arrival.&quot;You don't know what Its like..</description>
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			<title>Seize Me</title>
			<description>Shake- inmy hands.Sticky-messy-Uncontrollablelike thatThinned honeyisMy world-Seized upDumbdown,Blindingme,From theoutside in-It&amp;rsquo;s deafeningme;Howlittle control I have whileMy hands,they jerk.I was twitchingat nightInr..</description>
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