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			<title>Cancer clouds my mind.</title>
			<description>Written to try ease the pain of watching my best friend lose her battle with cancer. Her suffering and confusion was beyond compare.  She had so much to live for. 
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			<title>Winter</title>
			<description>Crisp and cold, the clarity of the Winter sun.Trees, almost bare, dotted sparsely with a few resiliant leaves.With hands burrowed deep in their pockets,Noses blown to brilliant red by a bristling wind,The people pass by.&amp;nbsp;I too have my hands burrowed deep in my pockets.My shoulders..</description>
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			<title>Give Us This Day</title>
			<description>With colour abounding, vibrant and trueThe forest stands tall, like a bolt from the blue.Sweet scents and sights, heady and vividGive us this day for the sweet orchid.They don't understand as they thrash it down,This is the future, life has to be grown.&amp;nbsp;Vanity and greed too often ..</description>
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