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		<description>The original writings of author Lapo Melzi</description>
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			<title>Irbis</title>
			<description>From the book &quot;Tree of Words,&quot; available on Amazon.com, uk, de, fr, it, es, jp.
(http://amzn.to/ITOJeQ)</description>
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			<title>Your Naked Body</title>
			<description>Your naked bodyis the constellation of a skyI will never see,the fruit of the ocean and the moonthan my shipwrecked handswill never seize,the earth of continentswhose harvest I will never taste.Yet I knowthat were you lie,naked,there are not andwill never beda..</description>
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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I Love YouI love you as the sea loves the tempest,as the night loves all its creatures.I love you with the desperate loveof shells cleaved to the reefs,with the solemn loveof crickets chanting in the summer nights.I love you with the namele..</description>
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			<title>School</title>
			<description>Granger woke up with a start. He struggled to recognize where he was. He looked around, trying to regain his bearings. The desk in front of him seemed familiar&amp;hellip; Yes, it was his desk. Then, he must be in his room, right? He scanned the space, looking for pointers. A series of mar..</description>
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			<title>Drying Out</title>
			<description>Granger glanced at his wet clothes, dubious about the next step. He struggled for a second with the notion that his mom&amp;rsquo;s advice was probably sound, then his frenzy took over again.&amp;nbsp;He could not just lie around, waiting for his clothes to get dry. That was ..</description>
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			<title>Hide And Seek</title>
			<description>It was one of the first hot days of spring at the Blackshears&amp;rsquo; farmstead.It had been a long and dreary winter this year and, for a while, spring seemed like it would never come. Just last month, it had rained for forty days straight. Only the trees..</description>
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			<title>Horse Sense</title>
			<description>Granger Blackshear is an eleven year old boy with a mind of his own and a horse as his best friend. Both are things his peers and teacher want to bully out of him.</description>
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			<title>Tree of Words - 10 poems sample</title>
			<description>A collection of seventy poems about love, loss and the startling beauty of life. </description>
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