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			<title>Kilos</title>
			<description>Buksan mo ang iyong isipanWag kang mag paka mangmangSa iyong mga tinatanganLagi kang puro patlangPara saan ang iyong gawa?Ano ang mga hinahangad?Makaka kilos ka na ba,O tatakbo at magtatago agad?Bakit mo naging libanganPag maliit sa iyong kakayahanSa iyong mga mumunting inaasalSarili mo ang sinasaka..</description>
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			<title>Birthday Present</title>
			<description>A call for company and funA late night adventureAn excited feelingSweet talks for trustA playful creatureA Stare that can pierceA monster with a maskChit chats for formalityA short travelA Quiet streetLaughter's governingA mesmerizing lightSmoke soothed lungs.Intoxicating drinksPseudo TipsinessA cry..</description>
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			<title>Knight in Rotting Armor</title>
			<description>You fantasize of love eternallyBut I know what you seek is tragedyA normal life full of simplicityDon't fool me its not your reality&amp;nbsp;I came to wake you from your dreamI'm taking you to Hades' streamEnough with the pseudo prayerStop being a portrayer&amp;nbsp;Stop clinging on your hopeless toyI can ..</description>
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			<title>Drawing</title>
			<description>I drew a picture of youI drew a picture of me tooI placed both of them togetherA drawing of us smiling forever&amp;nbsp;T'was a world where I can escapeWith nothing at stake&amp;nbsp;I can be as selfish as I want thereBut I couldn't live in that facade forever&amp;nbsp;I lived in an illusion made of coal&amp;nbsp;A..</description>
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