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			<title>Snow Angel</title>
			<description>White snow descends, softly, smoothly to the groundPeaceful in descend, but transforms to a battlegroundSnowballs flying all around the place, a hit, a missWith a side surrendering, ending with a warm kiss.&amp;nbsp;She falls upon the snow bank, angelic in formEven unclot..</description>
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			<title>Serendipity</title>
			<description>Love</description>
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			<title>Christmas Wish</title>
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			<title>Serenade</title>
			<description>Can I just stare into the night sky?Look at the star, no matter how farSee the twinkle in your brown eyesSerenade her with the acoustic guitar.Sing her a song of sweet passionate loveHow my heart bled from her, every minute of the dayAsking questions; glancing to the Heaven, abovePla..</description>
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