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			<title>ribs</title>
			<description>you've only seen my skinbut there is so much more underneathyou've never seenthe ribs that lie beneaththe vines that wrap around my spinal cordto the butterflies in-betweenthe heart that beats for youto the twenty-four ribs that you've never seeni cannot express the way my ribs hurtwhen you make me ..</description>
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			<title>da vinci</title>
			<description>to my love</description>
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			<title>the sun</title>
			<description>the sunyou were the&amp;nbsp;suni was the eartheverything revolved around youi revolved around youyou decided whether my day would be dark or brighti never had a sayi had to continue revolvingin the summer my days were funbut the lonely nights lasted so long&amp;amp; in autumni fell like all the leavesbut w..</description>
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