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			<title>love is a strong word.</title>
			<description>its not so much love as it is a really strong feeling towards someone.</description>
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			<title>my mind in a nutshell.</title>
			<description>I think of you oftenDo you think of me?So sweet, so kind,Do I even cross your mind?I know your face in my mind,I know your voice in my ears,I think I know you,Even through these years.Are you my friend?Are you my love?That couldn't be,You don't even see me.I cry myself ..</description>
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			<description>I look at him,And a smile grows in my face.Just to remember the times,When he could've been mine.As he gives me a hug,While he puts his arms around me.I remember what I would've gaveTo only have a chance with him.But now I see him,In a different light.Yes, he still means the ..</description>
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			<title>Confessing through this poem.</title>
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			<title>this was not a mistake.</title>
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			<title>can we still be friends?</title>
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			<title>lost.</title>
			<description>my thoughts</description>
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			<title>girl who blinded by infatuation</title>
			<description>autumn told me the name (:</description>
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