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			<title>That girl next to me</title>
			<description>This is a short description of one of my best friends. I thought I could describe her in words to train my writing.</description>
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			<title>The Sonet of Shame</title>
			<description>What is the point now?I feel like going on, but how?When half of your soul just diesAnd it makes you cry once or twiceShame on me, why am I like this?Getting rid of something you are not going to missInstead of looking for death on the shoreJust take the love and make it moreI hate the way you don't..</description>
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			<title>The line of light</title>
			<description>my first published writing on this website. Just a heads-up I have english as my second language, excuse any grammar errors, wrong punctuation or poor vocabulary. Thank you.</description>
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