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			<title>BROKEN SHELL</title>
			<description>The broken shell is the one left behindand it dwells on my mind;&amp;nbsp;I picked it up and carried it with the rest,nestled togetherlooking its broken rugged best.&amp;nbsp;She'd been tossed about by the tide,then left behind and sun &amp;nbsp;dried.&amp;nbsp;Like the broken shell,I &amp;nbsp;ju..</description>
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			<title>Message in a Bottle</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;While walking aimlessly along the shore one day,I came upon a bottle which enveloped a note that had been cast away.&amp;nbsp;Curiosity possessed me to take it up and probe the bottle for the letter inside,only to find that the ink had been washed away by the tide.</description>
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			<title>The Elements</title>
			<description>Sticks and stones,dirt beneath my feet.Mother Earth providesa foundation strong and concrete.&amp;nbsp;Tree limbs swaying,wind in my hair.The scent of honeysucklein the air.&amp;nbsp;Fire that warmswith a glow.And towards the Suneverything grows.&amp;nbsp;Water to cleanserefresh ..</description>
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			<title>I Believe</title>
			<description>In fresh startsand abstract art.&amp;nbsp;In sunshineand taking my time.&amp;nbsp;In second chancesand circumstances.&amp;nbsp;In self expressionand first impressions.&amp;nbsp;In love that is unconditionaland art that is original.&amp;nbsp;In being menot a fascimile.</description>
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			<title>MEDITATE</title>
			<description>Talking you into it.....</description>
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			<title>Just do it...</title>
			<description>You are so beautiful insideand you don't know it.&amp;nbsp;You beam with lifeyet you refrain from showing it.&amp;nbsp;You deny yourselfand you know it.&amp;nbsp;You giveand you don't know it.&amp;nbsp;You liveand you don't want to feel it.&amp;nbsp;You take away from yourselfeveryone el..</description>
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			<title>SOUL SEARCHING</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The true beauty of LIFE is the SOUL,Whoever we are, no matter how young or old.&amp;nbsp;Nurturing our SOULtakes every minute in time,Receiving and giving, nurtured with care I call this SOUL mine.&amp;nbsp;The more conscious I became of my own SOUL,A bountiful and more beautiful SELF ..</description>
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