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			<title>My Love</title>
			<description>She feels special when dining with him in flickering candlelight.I am romanced as MY lover hands me the twinkling stars of the night.Hers' sends surprise bouquets of flowers.Mine paints me rainbows after sun-lit showers.Hers?A hinting glance. A taken innocence.A stolen touch.MY love sh..</description>
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			<title>Out of Egypt.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;John 15:19 &amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;God made a choice.Deuteronomy 7:6 says, &amp;quot;For you are a people holy to the LORD your God. The LORD your God has chosen you out of all the peoples o..</description>
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			<title>Winds of Change</title>
			<description>The winds have stirred.The breeze has brought new change.Something of the mystery has brought uncertainty.A thought both unwelcome and strange.A treasure.The treasure.The long-sought gem had been found.But is its' value now gone?The trophy had been placed in the winner's hands...</description>
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			<title>Meaning.</title>
			<description>I've found a reason to breathe again.A reason to hope.A reason to cope.A reason to fight till the end.Wayward things pass and go...Fleeting fancies disappear without a trace. Only the concrete stay in place.Without them, Beauty has no face.The basic things, that don't cost a cent but..</description>
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			<title>Dream Till They Dream You</title>
			<description>The image of your face vanished without a trace.I gasped.Ran.Grasped with outstretched arms and hands.Pounding terror.Pounding heart.Pounding footsteps on the asphalt.You left without a good-bye.You were there,And then you weren't.In the blink of an eye.You took flight.Out of..</description>
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