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			<title>Forest Sleeper</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;People come from near and far.Each amazed at what they saw.A beautiful maiden young and frail.Her eyes were closed with midnight black hair.A dress the color of pure light snow.That would flap gently wherever she goes.People wonder how she'll awake.Some say it will be from water ..</description>
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			<title>Forgetting the Past</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I've forgetting the happy dayswhen I was a child:The gentleness of my grandmother'sheart-warming smile;The laughter my whole family&amp;nbsp;used to share.Now, too often,tempers flare.How can I keep my pastfrom slipping away,Without there beinga price to pay?I don't know-..</description>
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			<title>Receding Forest</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Fleeting features,fleeting creatures.They run from those whom they&amp;nbsp;are afraid to face.For they are cutting down therehappy place.Hearts are saddened at whathas come to be.A home where they livedin peace and harmony.Is suddenly receding awaynever to return.The beautif..</description>
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			<title>Moonlit Sunset</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I sit in the warm sand,as I watch the setting sun.Watching I ponder,why?Why must I miss on all the fun?My friends from childhood,gone.I am so alone.Sighing,waiting,wanting.These things I do when alone.A quiet voice streams through my head.&amp;quot;You are not alone,not anymore..</description>
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			<title>Please Let Go</title>
			<description>When I look in the mirror,&amp;nbsp;what do I see?But a growing woman standing&amp;nbsp;infront of me.Not the kind my parent's want&amp;nbsp;me to be.I wish to just be myself,but my mother just goes andsays &amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;She says it's not &amp;quot;lady-like&amp;quot;,and inside my mind I can onl..</description>
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