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			<title>What You See</title>
			<description>A piece of soulShows through one's eyes,Spills with one's tears,And sounds with one's shout.&amp;nbsp;A piece of soulis shown for all to see,if one searchesand truly wants to see.</description>
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			<title>A Place With Possibilities</title>
			<description>A hollow, leafless treeStood in a dull and sullen world.It was me,That hollow, leafless tree,In my own world.&amp;nbsp;The sky was painted an eerie grey.The prairie was nothing but an endless black pit.And I stood thereIn a deafening silenceWhere not even a scream of terror was audib..</description>
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			<title>The Truth</title>
			<description>She doesn't write the truth;She doesn't speak the truth.The truth about who she really is,The truth about how she really feels,It goes left untold.&amp;nbsp;To them, she's just that girl,The funny one,The one that talks too much,The one who's always laughing.And so, she feels that is who she needs t..</description>
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