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			<title>A Line of Ladies</title>
			<description>A line of ladies at the water's edgedance and twirl on their little lily feetdraped in clouds and dripping in the sky's tearsthey all emerge, one by oneone lady&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;two lady&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;three lady..</description>
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			<title>The Fragrance of Beauty</title>
			<description>The morning sunrise opened like a rose, the sun peeking out behind coral colored clouds with deep lavender undertones. The dark blue sky that was quickly fading into a lightness befitting the name &amp;lsquo;sky blue&amp;rsquo; opened the heart and mind to the laughter of nature as her beauty sparkled in th..</description>
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			<title>Warm Comforters make me Happy</title>
			<description>I brutally thrust my key into the ignition of my black 2001 Hyundai, and waited for the car to rumble to life. Pulling out of my driveway with the precision of a fifty year old man who had just stepped out of a bar close to midnight, I quickly grabbed a loose cigarette that was next to my seat.As ..</description>
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