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			<title>The Never Ending Melancholy</title>
			<description>A story about choices we make make in life, moments past and the ones ahead of us.</description>
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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>Why is it wrong to dream and have high hopes?</description>
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			<title>Second Chance ?</title>
			<description>The second chapter for the book '' The Blind Mind '' </description>
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			<title>The search of a spark</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Winter came, and with it, another story to tell. Withthe whispering of a cold wind blowing from the north, and small snowflakesfalling as they were dancing throughout the skies. More and more signs, thatromance in its full beauty a..</description>
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			<title>The Blind Mind</title>
			<description>A young man, goes beyond human comprehension and reason. To satisfy him is like miracle that comes across every thousand years. But what will happen if that year really comes...</description>
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			<title>Tired</title>
			<description>What is it that gives us the feeling of joy. I am tired,exhausted, yet here.I want to go. It's enough, what ever that was. I wanted, and didn't get it.I can't sleep any more. I can no more be helped.&amp;nbsp;There is no one to save me. I am empty, and than again full.It's ve..</description>
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			<title>Ascordium</title>
			<description>What is life?What's it like to love? To be loved? Is it something worth living for, &amp;nbsp;is it worth to put your already miserableexistence in danger? What do I gain for fighting for it? Just the word &amp;lsquo;&amp;rsquo;love&amp;rsquo;&amp;rsquo;is not making me satisfied.Will the love make ..</description>
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			<title>Ascordium</title>
			<description>An adventure of a boy called Hector, his daily life in Ascordium, a college and a the name of the Town. Accepted in to the college, Hector tries to find out what's so special about life. </description>
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			<title>Forget to be Forgotten</title>
			<description>Forget to be Forgotten&amp;nbsp;I began to fade awayWith all of my desires and dreams...The world, is no longer what it was.Swept away by evil, no longer shall happiness take over.Are we a mistake by God or a perfection come to an end.Most likely both.I lost my pl..</description>
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			<title>The Lost Feeling</title>
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