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			<title>Thirteen</title>
			<description>She dreams of everything beautifulA fragil streamWhite RosesAnd trees that bear fruitThen darkness falls over the skyThe stream flows with rageAs if its angry with GodThe roses turn black and shrivelThe fruit falls from the trees and spoilShe hears a voiceThirteen DaysThirteen NightsThirteen HoursAn..</description>
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			<title>Stop and Listen</title>
			<description>She hides behind the shadowsNo one notices herShe has no friendsShe walks with for head down&amp;nbsp;as if she's ashamed of herselfShe watches the leaves fade to brownRain slowly changing into snowas it hits the pavement like glass shatteringShe looks all around as the snow starts to pile upThe sun hid..</description>
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