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			<title>Look At Me with Your Eyes</title>
			<description>The window of the soul in which the latter recognizes the colors, forms, actions, even itself. The duo are the source of pleasure or pain but the truth as it is--the primal origin of love. </description>
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			<title>Is there anyone Like You?</title>
			<description>When one sees a lovely entity, far, far beyond the presence it existed once, twice, thrice or even more in some types of conscious/subconscious retrospections. The presence has some pull tangibility.</description>
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