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<poem>
  <body>&lt;p&gt;The creature lurks around&lt;br /&gt;
staring at images of a scene&lt;br /&gt;
determining what is real and&lt;br /&gt;
what is not;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the homunculus requires aid&lt;br /&gt;
for their is oft to be seen&lt;br /&gt;
that which is never there;&lt;br /&gt;
there is then the hunter&lt;br /&gt;
constantly chasing him,&lt;br /&gt;
there is the world&lt;br /&gt;
caving down around him,&lt;br /&gt;
and there is nothing but&lt;br /&gt;
silence, sadness, madness.&lt;/p&gt;</body>
  <created-at type="datetime">2009-05-08T01:06:56-07:00</created-at>
  <id type="integer">150</id>
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  <original-id type="integer" nil="true"></original-id>
  <title>Inner Workings</title>
  <updated-at type="datetime">2010-03-09T16:10:52-08:00</updated-at>
  <user-id type="integer">2</user-id>
  <views type="integer">137</views>
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