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			<title>Go Ask Alice </title>
			<description>Go ask Alice in her padded cellhow she took a tumble and felldown a rabbit hole of illusionnow don&amp;rsquo;s a straightjacket of confusion.Go ask Alice with her veins full of Lithiumhow she surrendered to her deliriumof smoking caterpillars and a grinning felinewhose attached to an Int..</description>
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			<title>There&amp;rsquo;s Something About Some Things </title>
			<description>There&amp;rsquo;s something about cliche&amp;rsquo;s,how they never leave my pen.I sketch them into my decayevery now and then. There&amp;rsquo;s something about banality,the obvious trite remark.I recruit into my personality like a discarded counter part. There&amp;rsquo;s something about satir..</description>
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			<title>Trust </title>
			<description>I wrote this poem after I was deceived by a person I trusted. I realized my perception was sketchy, at best. </description>
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