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			<title>Love is?</title>
			<description>Love is without is without reason. Love and a cough cannot be hid.</description>
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			<title>Loving you</title>
			<description>The smile in your eyes, the love in your touch... I cannot deny, that I love you so much!</description>
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			<title>Our Future</title>
			<description>Soulmate, kiss of fate, brought us together, we know. The hands of time, slip by and by, into the future we go</description>
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			<title>Roots</title>
			<description>Romantic notions, magical potions, wishes on stars, too. Not one is needed, for our love is seeded, with deep roots called me and you</description>
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			<title>Who was I ?</title>
			<description>Who was I before we met? One half of something, to be determined yet. The nervousness of something new, intrigue and pleasure: getting to know you. Turned to wild fantasies, dreaming, of what might be.</description>
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			<title>Shout from the rooftops.....I LOVE YOU...</title>
			<description>Before we discovered our love for each other, I was lost on loneliness. Now that we have to hold, one another, I am basking in happiness.</description>
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