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			<title>Inkblot</title>
			<description>Fighting, fighting and more fighting. Why do we keep fighting with the ones we love?</description>
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			<title>Frozen</title>
			<description>There are moments in our life where we stand frozen at certain thoughts, sights and sounds.</description>
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			<title>Slip Away</title>
			<description>People come and go as things do. Nothing is permanent; no one remains forever by your side. They slip away.</description>
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			<title>Miserabile</title>
			<description>Life can be miserable at times. But that's life. We can choose to be happy though and that's life too!</description>
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			<title>Travelers' Lounge</title>
			<description>Life is a constant process of coming and going, of leaving someone behind, of being left behind, of ups and downs, of starts and ends.</description>
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			<title>Twelve Thirty</title>
			<description>it's thirty past midnight. unable to sleep. a chair. a liquor. a star. a sky. perfect ingredients for poetry writing.</description>
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			<title>Armless Fight</title>
			<description>Life is constrained in such a short period of time. We spend most of the time arguing, fighting, hating- only to realize at the the end how we have wasted it. Too late to make amends.</description>
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