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			<title>The Invisible Force</title>
			<description>Forever forward,We are pushed by an invisible force.Forever continuous,We are its disciples in a world called life.It is as gentle as a tear drop,Trickling down your skin.Or it is as fast as a river&amp;rsquo;s current,Pulling you further in.It is the sun rising.It is the wind whis..</description>
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			<title>NOT done.</title>
			<description>Welcome to the Kingdom of Night.To the land of darkness.The place of lonliness.The home of death.&amp;nbsp;It's only for a short while.Only a long while.A never ending night.Just one agonizing night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Concealed Darkness</title>
			<description>It's unseen when the light cancels it out.</description>
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			<title>The Physicist</title>
			<description>A physicist creates a working time machine. But will it help him discover what he did wrong?</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Her voice is only loud on paper.Her pencil is her voice boxAnd the paper's the one listening.With each scratch of the pencil,She writes what she's been longing to say.She can't speak her feelings without going red.She can't speak her opinions without a lack of con..</description>
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			<title>The Last Dance</title>
			<description>A lone man sat in his kitchen, reading the Revolution by candlelight.The power had yet to come back on, leaving the air chilly that November night.Suddenly the sound of music entered his ears,And he was drawn to the window to discover a new fear.He gazed out at the night sky,Over to the hi..</description>
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