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			<title>tablespoons</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've been told to listento Murphy's laws and that closeness is only a hoax (but loveisstillthebest drug)even after counting (ba..</description>
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			<title>spaces</title>
			<description>sometimes i miss you</description>
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			<title>bodhisattva</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I knew a boy who&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>color shifts</title>
			<description>and so with the wind pushing against my back i peer, wide-eyed and estranged, into coffee shop windows with people smiling happily, smiling selflessly (or maybe smiling selfishly) and jealous? maybe i am because they, much like their lives, look like jewels. but i could never sit still,,, i keep..</description>
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			<title>triplets</title>
			<description>i want it. it is you. you is where i want to be.</description>
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			<title>progress</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;fifteensixteenseventeen years&amp;nbsp;i growlike firewe growin negative&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ifeel__so/329980/</link>
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			<title>chronology</title>
			<description>like romeo &amp; juliet (i just need to forget)</description>
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