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			<title>The coming storm</title>
			<description>Just a short chapter I wrote for a book I was thinking about writing. </description>
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			<title>Constant wonder</title>
			<description>I wonder,Do you think of me&amp;nbsp;As I do of you.&amp;nbsp;Do you ever smileAt the mention of my nameOr think of me&amp;nbsp;When you hear your favourite song.&amp;nbsp;Do you lay awake at nightAnd your thoughts are only of me,Do you think the world of me,As I do of you.</description>
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			<title>Unforseen love</title>
			<description>I never wanted to fall in loveBut then you came alongAnd at some point you smiledAnd I did.I fell in love.</description>
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			<title>The first look</title>
			<description>I remember when I first saw youStanding under the tall oak tree in your gardenYou were smiling at an envelopeThat you had tied to one of the low hanging branchesWhile I watched from the cover of my bedroom windowYou turned and looked up at meBut I hid, because I'd thought you would think I'm weirdAn..</description>
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			<title>Dear stranger</title>
			<description>I find my myself becoming dizzy when I'm around you, my mind becomes a hurricane of thoughts out of which I form these poems</description>
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