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			<title>A boy</title>
			<description>When I am away from my desk I cannot wait to return to it and&amp;nbsp;hand-write&amp;nbsp;something. But when I am at my desk with a blank sheet of paper before me I stare at her as at a naked girl, and my pen freezes, and I am afraid to touch her, for fear that I will despoil her.A blank page is pure, imm..</description>
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