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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Life&amp;rsquo;s illusion will harm me no more, andDaily bread I no longer slave forI&amp;rsquo;ll reap the rewards &amp;#2013266048;&quot; open the golden doorI have faith in trust,But don&amp;rsquo;t trust fate to do my work for meI take what I have learned, butRemember to forget whenA new page is turned&amp;hellip;The be..</description>
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			<title>St. Annie in the Watchtower</title>
			<description>Anne shuffled about the shop putting the finishing touches on a display from Bali. She rarely saw any real action in the store. It was quiet, and quite tranquil most of the time, with customers popping in and out, but that was how she liked it.She&amp;rsquo;d been there for five years, making sure t..</description>
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			<title>Johnny Nightbird</title>
			<description>No one had seen or heard from Jonathan in months. Everyone at the Daily Grind loved him, and his singing guitar. He played there almost every night for five months straight.He was one of those people that if you looked him in the eye, you were a friend for life. He had talent, good looks, and the ..</description>
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