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			<title>Regretful Meeting</title>
			<description>The day she appeared in my life was probably the most regretful day that ever existed. It was in a snowy day; I was tired of work and was too lazy to return home. I just sat under the first tree that came into my way and slept. After some hours I felt someone touching my hair. The hand that touched ..</description>
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			<title>Poisonous Feelings</title>
			<description>My twisted normal days became even more twisted. I,who has an insatiable impulse for destruction, have started living with adetective that exists to prevent my crimes. Fate is really cruel. What kind ofgame is it making me play this time? Why is it making me live with my worstenemy? Is this ..</description>
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			<title>Intruder&amp;nbsp;in the Loveless Heart</title>
			<description>My head was hurting and I had high temperature. Itried to open my eyes but I was too weak to do even that. I felt someonetouching me. That person was wiping my sweat from my body. He was careful as ifhe was polishing something fragile, and to tell the truth, that&amp;rsquo;s how I felt atthat ve..</description>
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			<title>How Everything Began</title>
			<description>The night. Mysterious, quiet, romantic and beautiful. Atthis time most of the people sleep and dream, for those who don&amp;rsquo;t , &amp;nbsp;it&amp;rsquo;s a time for crimes or love , but that&amp;rsquo;snot all. Behind the shadows of the night there are much more secrets that onlya few humans know. &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Never Blooming Rose</title>
			<description>Their love is a sin in the eyes of the world, not allowing them to open their heart to each-other. Trying to comfort their souls with embraces and love they hurt themselves more and more.</description>
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