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			<title>Late Night Calls</title>
			<description>She said, &amp;lsquo;I like to be alone&amp;rsquo; And she smiled because she knew, She was good at lying over the phone, So they lied together, as the stormynight grew. &amp;nbsp;There was laughter that day, And some feelings too, So together they flew away, In to the night&amp;rs..</description>
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			<title>Ghosts of Whispers</title>
			<description>I'll let the poem speak for itself...</description>
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			<title>Sense and Solitude</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Watch&amp;rsquo; he says, Watch me pull out year heart, With the string I hold, When we&amp;rsquo;re miles apart. &amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Listen&amp;rsquo; he screams, Hear the sound of my feet, Are they near or far?Don't you want to meet?And he pulls out my heart, Gray like ..</description>
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			<title>Together Us</title>
			<description>It was behind a dying tree,&amp;nbsp;the making of a tragedy.&amp;nbsp;Gaze for gaze,&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;reckless&amp;nbsp;daze.&amp;nbsp;Thunder whispered,&amp;nbsp;branches shivered.&amp;nbsp;Fishes quivered,&amp;nbsp;as water rippled.&amp;nbsp;Writers, you and I,&amp;nbsp;perhaps just passer by's.&amp;nbsp;Who could tell in that fog of haze,&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Behind the Beginning</title>
			<description>Therewas an edge to her irrationality.Tendrilsof her insanity&amp;rsquo;s sense wrapped themselves around her blistering broilingbrain, but liquefied in the heat. Yet, for those few moments that they stayed,they invaded the cycle, shattered the eternity of her state to pieces. Tears,co..</description>
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			<title>Floating Shadows</title>
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