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			<title>Restless Nights</title>
			<description>As the daylight parts ways, ceding eternityTo rest amongst nights sweet serenityI wallow about in attempt to gain insightBut am so often caught aloft the leavesRuffling through an array of my memoriesSo with the struggles of recent packed awayMemoirs of selective pleasantries beseech my timeBut unbi..</description>
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			<title>Because I'm 18</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I'm 18 and old enough to kill;Can't enjoy all life's thrills,But blood's all mine to spill.You'd have me shipped away,Fitted, loaded, frayed and weighed;God forbid I stray or pray...Because I'm 18 and old enough to kill.Tommy was supposed to come home today,But missed his flight..</description>
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			<title>The Seasons of My Life</title>
			<description>In the moments time left behindAloft in thought in the crevices of my mindPeering through window panes of my imaginationWatching as the seasons of my life pass by...Winter-Chilled to the bone, quivering in afterthoughtPondering the what ifs&amp;nbsp;and the could-have-beensAs I walk barefoot in the cold..</description>
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			<title>Have Faith In Yourself</title>
			<description>This is not a religious poem. </description>
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			<title>Open Your Eyes</title>
			<description>Idle hands in these barren lands can drive a man crazyStaring&amp;nbsp;into oblivion alone illuminates a beautiful equationWhen in these times, bound by lies, scorned with criesI can evaluate the nature of these expendable creaturesAll open-mouthed and teary-eyed, exhausted of their prideSeeking only to..</description>
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			<title>Independence Withheld</title>
			<description>Indifference abides the intangible likeness of peaceA guise made rosy through the splendor of ignoranceTo whom life is but petty injustice and social disgustWhile skies above bloom decrepit smiles upon liesProjecting wholly the insignificance of singularityThe man whose eyes aren't beguiled by delus..</description>
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