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			<title>Kind of</title>
			<description>Kind of restriction, kind of pain,Kind of sadness but in vain.Kind of industrious, kind of lazy,Kind of opportunity, makes me busy.Kind of sooner or, kind of later,Kind of patience to feel better.Kind of poetry, kind of tale,Kind of hatred, makes me pale.</description>
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			<title>Mirror of Darkness </title>
			<description>I searched for a mirror,  what can reflect the pain,Reflect the reason for happiness, reflect the lose or, gain.So I wished for a mirror of darkness, can not reflect the light of sun ray,Only chase for sadness, out of any warn or, pray.It might not escape from guilt, no matter from what ingr..</description>
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			<title>Attempt</title>
			<description>She wore the lament, not knowing from where it came,Attempt to show something so smart but not to impress them.She thought, to be thoughtless,For her to seize the ray.Expressive determined and glittered Or, what she had to pay?</description>
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			<title>Give Me a Call </title>
			<description>Night flower and river, give me a call,When I have none, talk to no-body at all.Call me the half laid, star if rise,I will see with, a great surprise.Moonlit's wild shadow give me a call,When the cloud busy, to cover it all.Call me awaken dusk, not to be lazy,Give me a call, even..</description>
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			<title>Sickness </title>
			<description>How little the desire, rise in the mind,Has her ever an empire, rules being tuff to find,Or, she just didn't want a person like him, not to lose her fame,Sickness all that has into her mind, cured by the shame.What beauty snatch away her attention,That she couldn't be able to know th..</description>
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			<title>Worthy</title>
			<description>Kind of patience, kind of fear,Look before you leap, jealousy in the air.Did you know the piller of success,Not just talk long, live social access.But to conquer the pain, that comesfrom the past,Are you worthy enough finding a way at last?Not just concealment, the healing with t..</description>
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