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			<title>Disruption</title>
			<description>I was day-dreaming,fitting into an unreal frameconcrete things I saw for real.Down I walked till the crossing,Where fallen leaves covered the ground,Out stood a new sprout Which drew me nearWith its proud green and brave tip.A gush of wind and an avian flap,A beak nipped it in a fl..</description>
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			<title>The Lighthouse</title>
			<description>Through this window,Newly framed and painted,I see an old lighthouseAt the end of the town.Proving its existence,Only at night.Hiding during the dayIn bright sunlight. Come dusk, and the darker nightAlone it would standEmitting dead-end warningsOf the dangerous coastline.No..</description>
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