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			<title>Ars of vola</title>
			<description>Sunshine can be seen inchmeal.Dread of decline dwells in interval.Ars of vola give amusement the alives.Genesis  of helio are not caused by their Wills.Moribund equant is sunk in funk of entity-annulment.Anew  they  yean new suns in  every moment.Quaere of taking consent from new..</description>
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			<title>Musing</title>
			<description>My oculi is filmier all over.It conduces my intuition sober.Sometimes it suffuses varia's tear.Cornua's retention becomes Soggier.I cogitate that what's my whatness?Why I'm engrossed in tenderness?Aye menace chastises me to the yea and nay.I am eluding from ebulliency day by day...</description>
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			<title>Forlorn</title>
			<description>When I will die,Nobody will cry.Who will remember?Anybody isn't there.The body will be destroyed.Soul will be restored! Why am I here?I'm always in fear.What will happen in the next time?Leaving doubt I am latent in rhyme.Nobody likes the asinine.How can I be fine...</description>
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