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      <description>All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw three islands in a bay. So with my eyes I traced the line Of the horizon, thin and fine...</description>
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      <title>why shittin at work sux!</title>
      <description>so my second day at the new office job....about a week ago......i had to shit soooo badly...one office.....one bathroom....hadnt shit for about a day....bosses office across the hall.....me walkin out...</description>
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      <title>apples huh?</title>
      <description>girls are like apples on trees. the best ones are at the top of the tree. the boys dont want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and gettin hurt. instead, they just get the r...</description>
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