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			<title>A Child's Plea</title>
			<description>Friends are daily life savers, the un-sang heroes. </description>
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			<title>My Machine is Broken</title>
			<description>Anything and everything could go wrong within a machine, and us humans aren't so different. We are all just advanced machines. </description>
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			<title>Weapons of the Mind</title>
			<description>Words can be as powerful as a punch to the face. </description>
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			<title>Battlement of War</title>
			<description>Life is just another war and depression could send one into to surrendering, better known as suicide. </description>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>When the eyes cannot see, the brain fills in the bitter unknown. Imagination runs freely yet within a darkened cage.He, who does not know me, knows me all so well.He grasps my lungs inside his hands,With complete control he forces meto see so much, yet to see emptiness.He haunts me, ..</description>
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