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			<title>Tales of the Night</title>
			<description>Parts of this poem come from Bukowski's book.</description>
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			<title>My first love poem</title>
			<description>He isThe studHeart made of stoneMolded bymasculinity and recklessnessHe is rashBecause he is hesitant.Petty lovePet namesThis is not a timeFor falling for some girl.Yet their time is a many.Plentiful yet tentat..</description>
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			<title>chuck</title>
			<description>when I was in2nd grademy teacher toldusto color inducksso I colored myduckand put whateverI wantedwherever Iwantedthen she told usto stopand tomorrowwe&amp;rsquo;d get to finish&amp;nbsp;tomorrow cameand I had finish..</description>
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