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			<title>Red Line</title>
			<description>I had crossed the red line.
The red line crossed your face.</description>
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			<title>I'm a Russkii</title>
			<description>You'll hear me before you'll even see meWe are recognized by our fast-phased speech,Earthshaking vocals, and strong expressionsYou'll notice the way I'm drinking my tea,&amp;nbsp;With one side of the spoon in my glass,And the other side poking me in the eyeThe first thing you'll think is that I'm upset,..</description>
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			<title>The Dark</title>
			<description>It is normal to fear the dark. Even so, King's fear isn't normal. When misfortune lays down all its cards, King is left to face his greatest fear one on one.</description>
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			<title>Beautiful Person</title>
			<description>Dedicated to the beautiful people for whom I live.</description>
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			<title>When writers cry</title>
			<description>Don't we all go through this?</description>
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