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			<title>the alley of life</title>
			<description>The alley&amp;nbsp;of life is dark and scary,there for nobody shall enter.its a dark pain,that never ends.its like a toilet,it flushes and you never return.people enter the alley and when they return,they're a totaly diffrent person.they say that it is like heven,people go and recarnat..</description>
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			<title>exploding heart</title>
			<description>When my papal died,My life died.My life changed.When my heart broke,My papal did to.It felt painful.I felt disapointed.My life ended,The second he ended.He was at my side all my life,Until I moved.Then he was laid off.Without his job,His life was done.My birth was his pre..</description>
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