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			<title>Breeze</title>
			<description>Little miss misty breezeHard to tell,u make me sneezeUr everywhere. Over here and thereOver the meadows grazed by my lazy mareOver the hills she blew my hat offI wish I could chase her with my grandad's staffAnd how do you think those palm leaves dance?On the seashores o'er the vast ..</description>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>My enchanting mirror on the wallI don't mean to break you or let you fallI am annoyed by the fact that you reflect only the others beautyOr maybe it is because they are prettier than me.I yell at you at the top of my voice!Asking you who is the most hideous of them allI wasn't surprise..</description>
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