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			<title>a short verse</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;life's tincture bleeds and bleeds away,rose petals slowly rust.Drab offices all built in grey,amidst the bones and dust.</description>
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			<title>We, Vagabonds.</title>
			<description>We wander long, We vagabondsin dream begotten tales.Such trails as weave like filigree uponthis earthly sphere. Trod misty vales,having slipped free those surly bonds.Still, under storm-crowned sailsthe myriad coursings are begunbefore the cloud-veiled summit breachtowards the freshly rise..</description>
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			<title>I</title>
			<description>themed on loneliness, isolation, beauty and helplessness...</description>
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