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			<title>Subtly Surrendering to Pilate&amp;rsquo;s Curse Before the Break of Dawn</title>
			<description>Her substance cell bewildered,by break;for this erotic moment burns her name into the skin.Fortunate the fleshy brew which accruesbetween my finger and my thumb,but howls like father's grotesque imperialisms.What makes his mother linger at the door,broken violence of a thermal nature,bringing every ..</description>
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			<title>Why Teenage Apathy Has Reached its All-Time Peak</title>
			<description>xA boring into perjury,some dialect of passion's anguish,posted literally upon my wall for her to see.My strange infatuation for the plundersof diametrically-opposed horoscopes;But babies born to nuanced turn,receive a calculated sumfrom archived books,penned eloquently in my thirsty page.Cusp of an..</description>
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			<title>The Laborer #1</title>
			<description>Rape within a mother&amp;rsquo;s tone,her hosierycollected within stained-glass walls,absorbing all the sparkled pinsof her unordinarybias.Shown in disappearing messages,a dollop of transceived absolution;bolstering penumbral piety,as beads of vaginal secretions stir a sucking sound.Who knewwhat laitytr..</description>
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			<title>The Overseer #1</title>
			<description>Generations of iniquity betrothed;in phallic ousting financial schematics,plunged their dicksinto seams ofsilently-surrendering rabbinic stew.The butchered plainsmen,derelict-by-name,herded most by way of their inquiry.I stood there,fascinated by the entropies;gazing.Should have known my needless to..</description>
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			<title>The Occupant #1</title>
			<description>Her substance cell bewildered,by break;for this erotic moment burns her name into the skin.Fortunate the fleshy brew which accruesbetween my finger and my thumb,but howls like father&amp;rsquo;s grotesque imperialisms.What makes his mother linger at the door,broken violence of a thermal nature,bringing ..</description>
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			<title>The Divine Architect #1</title>
			<description>Before the grunt work;some pinpointed seed awakens,and there it sprouts its miracle.Unfolding and revealing DNA&amp;rsquo;s complexities,to rival dirt&amp;rsquo;s misogynistic impulse;or wield the serpent&amp;rsquo;s thunder.A dare: to thwart symbiotic gestationCode, like poetry, inoculates to purgeall likeliho..</description>
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