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        <title>deviantART: Popular Urban &amp; Spoken Word in the last 1 day</title>
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                <title>Poetry</title>
                <link>http://iraincrows.deviantart.com/art/Poetry-373674558</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 22:11:54 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Poetry</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">iRainCrows</media:credit>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Words of a silver tipped tongue<br />Rhymes of over emotional young.<br />Tales of unrequited loves<br />Symbols with crows and doves.<br /><br />Ink of mournful tears<br />Mixed of adolescent fears.<br />Bars of a hateful cage<br />Crafted of blinding rage.<br /><br />Memories of the glorious past<br />Times of joy that can't last.<br />Fantasies of dreams so sweet<br />Realities of tragic defeat. ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>WHAT WILL I LEAVE</title>
                <link>http://flippster92.deviantart.com/art/WHAT-WILL-I-LEAVE-373606039</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 15:22:17 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">WHAT WILL I LEAVE</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
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                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ "humans have a fear of being alone. it makes us be good companions, or we realize it and we are afraid of the need so we become ass holes and bitches."<br /><br />-deadnoise, thoughts on needing someone.<br /><br />homework for PoetsLostForWords. my poem on what I fear the most. this is my fear. living alone, dieing alone. as always, enjoy. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ WHAT WILL I LEAVE<br /><br />the fear of being<br />alone and afraid<br />after all this an<br />insecure man is made<br />will they leave me<br />alone before die<br />when I'm gone<br />will anyone cry<br />I start to think<br />what I would do<br />if you were gone<br />would I fade too<br />will they see a<br />dark ghost of me<br />a lone grave stone<br />what will they see<br />I always wear my<br />fear on my sleeve<br />when I finally die<br />what will I leave ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ "humans have a fear of being alone. it makes us be good companions, or we realize it and we are afraid of the need so we become ass holes and bitches."<br /><br />-deadnoise, thoughts on needing someone.<br /><br />homework for PoetsLostForWords. my poem on what I fear the most. this is my fear. living alone, dieing alone. as always, enjoy. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Untitled</title>
                <link>http://authorofthings.deviantart.com/art/Untitled-373560443</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 11:10:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Untitled</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
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        <media:copyright url="http://authorofthings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~authorofthings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ lol does this make sense? ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It is time to say goodbye<br />You cannot handle the distance between us<br />Though we meet and touch every single day<br />You sensed that I was distant half of the time<br />I don&rsquo;t want you to know why<br />I don&rsquo;t want you to understand<br />Do not think of me and<br />Do not say that you love me<br /><br />I might just love you back ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ lol does this make sense? ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Pure Imagination</title>
                <link>http://courtneygaudet.deviantart.com/art/Pure-Imagination-373596966</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 14:30:42 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Pure Imagination</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">courtneygaudet</media:credit>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Pure Imagination<br /><br />Step over the threshold,<br />Into a world that I would gladly share with you.<br />I&rsquo;ll show you things others could only dream of.<br />Have you always wanted to fly through the sky?<br />Well then want no longer,<br />For I can give you wings.<br />I would give you everything.<br /><br />In my world, you can be anything you want to be.<br />All you have to do,<br />Is let me take your hand,<br />And leave your life behind.<br />It&rsquo;s a sacrifice,<br />Not all are willing to make.<br /><br />If it&rsquo;s loneliness you fear,<br />Let it perish,<br />For I will be by your side forever.<br />And I will never,<br />Leave you.<br />So let us jump into the unknown<br />Destroy our fear,<br />And fly into eternity. ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Keep Moving.</title>
                <link>http://gingermama.deviantart.com/art/Keep-Moving-373582081</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 14:35:02 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Keep Moving.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">GingerMama</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://gingermama.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =GingerMama</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sub><ol></ol><ol><ol><ol><ol><b>~Credits~</b></ol><br />Motivation © <a href="http://this-be-z3.deviantart.com/">My Lil' Bro</a><br />This Poem © =<a href="http://mortifera-omine.deviantart.com/">GingerMama</a><br />Do Not Use! 'Tis Mine!<br /><br /><ol><b>~Artist's Comments~</b></ol><br />Well, since I was depressed, My lil' bro told me to take a walk and it really helped.<br />That walk inspired me to write this h're poem xD<br />The Picture is the place I ended up once I was finished. I had walked a whole 2 miles! HAH</ol></ol></ol></sub> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Move forward. Keep walking.<br />You'll never know know where the road ends from standing by gawking.<br />Keep moving 'til you're hurt and in pain.<br />Never waver or you'll never truly feel the rain.<br />Push forward, step by step.<br />Why stop? You haven't tasted the depth!<br />Don't whine, you're almost there!<br />Why, can't you hear it in the air?<br />So move forward, keep going!<br />When you arrive it'll smell like a homecoming! ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2013/144/c/9/keep_moving__by_gingermama-d66f5s1.jpg" height="225" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/144/c/9/keep_moving__by_gingermama-d66f5s1.jpg" height="113" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sub><ol></ol><ol><ol><ol><ol><b>~Credits~</b></ol><br />Motivation © <a href="http://this-be-z3.deviantart.com/">My Lil' Bro</a><br />This Poem © =<a href="http://mortifera-omine.deviantart.com/">GingerMama</a><br />Do Not Use! 'Tis Mine!<br /><br /><ol><b>~Artist's Comments~</b></ol><br />Well, since I was depressed, My lil' bro told me to take a walk and it really helped.<br />That walk inspired me to write this h're poem xD<br />The Picture is the place I ended up once I was finished. I had walked a whole 2 miles! HAH</ol></ol></ol></sub><br /><div><img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/144/c/9/keep_moving__by_gingermama-d66f5s1.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>I can't stop seeing it,</title>
                <link>http://slowlyfallingpart.deviantart.com/art/I-can-t-stop-seeing-it-373579795</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 12:59:27 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">I can't stop seeing it,</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">slowlyfallingpart</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://slowlyfallingpart.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~slowlyfallingpart</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Again completely true... I just don't know what to so <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="380" title=":( (Sad)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I can't stop seeing it,<br />the blood running down your arm,<br />running across the knife,<br />running onto the floor.<br /><br />I can't stop seeing it,<br />the smile on your face,<br />the pain release,<br />the way I've imagined it for so long.<br /><br />I can't stop seeing it,<br />and it brings more images,<br />more thoughts of pain,<br />more blood.<br /><br />And the last thing I see,<br />it's your pale face,<br />no more life in your eyes,<br />no more beat in your heart. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Again completely true... I just don't know what to so <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="380" title=":( (Sad)"/> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Happiness on Paper</title>
                <link>http://kimmaye.deviantart.com/art/Happiness-on-Paper-373560733</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 12:32:32 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Happiness on Paper</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">kimmaye</media:credit>
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                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ my thoughts on trying to write "happy" ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Happiness on Paper<br /><br />I try to put happiness on paper<br />But it ends up in the trash<br />I try to put happiness in life<br />But it ends with a crash<br />I can't create joy<br />Only sorrow and misery<br />That's all my thoughts<br />Will probably ever be<br />So I will spend<br />All eternity<br />Waiting for that ray of sunshine<br />To come to me<br />But until then<br />I'll stay in the shadow<br />Its where I belong<br />And all I'll ever know ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ my thoughts on trying to write "happy" ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The brain - what a terrible thing</title>
                <link>http://rukiara.deviantart.com/art/The-brain-what-a-terrible-thing-373697530</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 02:16:18 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The brain - what a terrible thing</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">rukiara</media:credit>
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                <media:tags>@rukiara</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ It makes you think. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Heart. The Achy center of your chest, the source of pain, sorrow, love.<br /><br />But that's not true at all, is it?<br /><br />Heart. The throbbing off-center of your chest, pumping blood, life, oxygen.<br /><br />There is nothing more to your heart, it is not broken though you feel a pain in your chest. It is not bleeding though you feel lower than usual. But your mind hurts, your mind which causes the pain in your chest which causes the tears to roll down your eyes which causes the fear of loss and the inability to make decisions though it's sole purpose is to make decisions.<br /><br />The Mind.<br /><br />More powerful then you know, it both causes and receives pain, it tells you to st ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ It makes you think. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>In the end, we all choose the </title>
                <link>http://hisameretsu.deviantart.com/art/In-the-end-we-all-choose-the-373692107</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 01:11:11 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">In the end, we all choose the </media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">HisameRetsu</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://hisameretsu.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~HisameRetsu</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Ode to my wonderful ex ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ In the end, we all choose the paths we want to take. Some paths are more vivid and lively, while others are organized and straight. When these paths meet is the only time true beauty escapes. Ying and Yang, chaos and order. And sometimes one path is a complete fuck-tard that has the intuition of a damn fly. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Ode to my wonderful ex ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Voice</title>
                <link>http://miottah.deviantart.com/art/Voice-373672154</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 21:54:57 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Voice</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">MiOttah</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/i/miottah.gif?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://miottah.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~MiOttah</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So, when I'm upset, I write these weird little things. When I'm sick, I draw. I never really post them, but I thought this one may make someone out there feel like they're not alone. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Sometimes, you want to tell people things. You don't want to keep it all inside anymore...then you gather the courage to do so, only to have them suddenly do something that makes you feel like "Oh, things are going to go back to normal. It will be okay." Though, you know that's not true. You become an empty shell of who you are. You feel hollow, but that can't be. You still feeling that pain, right? There's has to be something there, something you can fix. There's still time!<br /><br />So many tears. So much effort. So little time you have on this Earth. What's the point now? You can't do anything. You've already lost. Head tilted as you look dazed in ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ So, when I'm upset, I write these weird little things. When I'm sick, I draw. I never really post them, but I thought this one may make someone out there feel like they're not alone. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Mamaw</title>
                <link>http://dietcocaine.deviantart.com/art/Mamaw-373661894</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 20:54:00 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Mamaw</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">dietcocaine</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://dietcocaine.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *dietcocaine</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sub>I don't care if anyone likes this or not. This is for me and her. <br /><br />When my sisters and cousins were little, they refused to drink goat milk because they didn't like the taste. So my grandmother mixed a couple drops of vanilla and a teaspoon or two of sugar in their glasses of milk, and then convinced them it was squirrel milk, and that she and my uncle had gotten up at the crack of dawn to milk his pet squirrels. (Yes, he had pet squirrels.) They believed it for years. <br /><br />I love you, Mamaw.</sub> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ i. <br />i never noticed how delicate my grandmother's hands were; <br />they always seemed so strong to me. strumming her beloved <br />guitar, plucking out a tune on her banjo, dancing across <br />the keys of an organ, her hands came to life. watching them <br />shake as she struggled to lift her fingers to her cheek, <br />i couldn't believe how slender her fingers were.<br /><br />ii. <br />i never noticed how small my grandmother's bones were <br />until i saw the skin hanging from them. she was always <br />a big woman; it was a shock to see her arm no bigger <br />than my own. when I was little, she would balance a <br />teacup on her belly and laugh, and never spill a drop.<br /><br />iii. <br />then sings my so ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sub>I don't care if anyone likes this or not. This is for me and her. <br /><br />When my sisters and cousins were little, they refused to drink goat milk because they didn't like the taste. So my grandmother mixed a couple drops of vanilla and a teaspoon or two of sugar in their glasses of milk, and then convinced them it was squirrel milk, and that she and my uncle had gotten up at the crack of dawn to milk his pet squirrels. (Yes, he had pet squirrels.) They believed it for years. <br /><br />I love you, Mamaw.</sub> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Ma mother</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 17:30:51 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Ma mother</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Urban &amp; Spoken Word">literature/poetry/emotional/urban</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Mad-Manga-Bones</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://mad-manga-bones.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~Mad-Manga-Bones</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Random crap that popped at my head while listening to creepypastas in my room ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Ma mother woke me at 5<br />Ma mother fixed me breakfast at 6 <br />Ma mother kissed me goodbye at 7<br />Ma mother questioned me at 8 <br />Ma mother found out at 9<br />Ma mother planned at 10<br />Ma mother followed at 3<br />Ma mother snuck in at 2<br />Ma mother killed at 1 <br />Ma mother smiled at 5 ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Random crap that popped at my head while listening to creepypastas in my room ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>the erie red light, 
slowly bl</title>
                <link>http://rabid-playground.deviantart.com/art/the-erie-red-light-slowly-bl-373545561</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 09:38:45 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">the erie red light, 
slowly bl</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ the erie red light, <br />slowly bloomed, from lampshade to babyblue wall,<br />the cold shrill air, lay innocent <br />still, watching like a pair of every disappointed eyes<br />the steps, 1 2 3 4 5 with a delay, a 6th<br />you shuffle towards the counter,<br />not realising the demon you let in<br />the being, not human nor satans creation.<br />his eyes glowing like a lit furnace,<br />his soft breathing slowly entering your mind.<br />you sit, still, knowing there is something different.<br />you see the demon, but it is too late. ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Operation: Reset, Mode: Default</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 05:27:58 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Operation: Reset, Mode: Default</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ She's smiling.<br /><br /> Who are you?<br /><br />Yesterday has faded.<br /><br /> Why can't you remember?<br /><br />In the moment, on overdrive-<br /><br /> Why is it so hard to breathe sometimes?<br /><br />-she realizes that if she remembers, she will break.<br /><br /> Bury me, bury me.<br /><br />Reset. Default.<br /><br />Let the new game begin. ]]></media:text>            
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