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			<title>My Name Is Love</title>
			<description>My name is LoveAnd I demand that you accept me and embrace my quality.Yes, I said &amp;ldquo;demand&amp;rdquo;&amp;hellip;I promise to make you smileAnd show you beauty in sunset views and spring flourishesAdding and multiplyingTo create little you and IWith a solid attraction only I know of.My ..</description>
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			<title>Virus called Pain</title>
			<description>See these salty watersdripping&amp;hellip;dropping&amp;hellip;dripping&amp;hellip;droppingin my cloudy rainstorm of a brainnot making sense to the reason my eyes rain.Slowly running streams down my faceyet I cannot explain the pain I expresswith the showers on my face.&amp;nbsp;I need someone to cut..</description>
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			<title>Box Of Emotions</title>
			<description>This box contains the sentiments that I fail to express.A glimpse in will paste your facewith the words I thought to myself.Admiration &amp;hellip;pondered the mind but yet afraid to make a standto admit the fascination that crawled and crept in concentrationgiving sleepless nights and endless daydreams..</description>
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