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			<title>Some kind of draft</title>
			<description>Eat my pride, open my seamsDon't let me hide, here or in dreamsSweep me to sea, cleanse my harrowsTurn the tide, roll me to shallowsRiver grow wide, river narrowTake me to town in your revelSlide me down another levelShow me how you ain't the devilContort my soul, void it of formRebirth my role in y..</description>
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			<title>Escaping Into Prison</title>
			<description>Fly corpse filled dusty window sillsBlack dogs breathing through gillsFoaming jaws snapping at heelsBeneath substances forgetting to feelInner child rotting behind the sealIgnorance such blissThe stench so unrealA stagger down trails to places of beforeVacancy in eyes, knocking on old doorsReturned ..</description>
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