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		<description>The original writings of author Scarlett</description>
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			<title>He said...</title>
			<description>He said he loved meAnd I said no.&amp;nbsp;He came after meAnd I ran away.&amp;nbsp;He caught up to meAnd held me in his warmth.&amp;nbsp;He kissed me deeplyAnd I fell down.&amp;nbsp;He supported meAnd so I grew strong.&amp;nbsp;He kept loving meAnd I grew to love him.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Simply Me</title>
			<description>I don't want to saywhat my heart is sayingBut I feel the need tocave in.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to recitewhat my mind is recitingBut I feel the need tospeak out.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to be confusedanymoreBut I feel the need tostay that way.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to know everythin..</description>
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			<title>Today</title>
			<description>Oh, dreadful is today!The birds, they sing;The sun, it rises;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the birds are crows&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and Eastward does the sun set.</description>
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