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			<title>A Choice to Forget</title>
			<description>This is a story about terrible deception and betrayal, but with a powerful love story lurking in between the lines...</description>
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			<title>The odd color out.</title>
			<description>Born in South Africa, 16:00h on a Thursday afternoon 1987.Who would have thought.Twenty eight years has passed.Years in which i have learned that in a world ruled by appearance i would never belong.Things has changed, Yes!But to me it has only switched color.Whether I' wrong could possibly be proven..</description>
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			<title>Every time you love me.</title>
			<description>Every night I close my eyes and envision you before me.Opening yourself to me.I can't help but swallow hard as every part of you is unraveled.You tickle my fantasy with every word you whisper in my ear.Lovely sensations race through my heated body.I lick my lip and bite it hard as you touch me.With ..</description>
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			<title>Patient and Protective</title>
			<description>Desperate heartDo not yearn for the love of a unworthy man.Do not give yourself to someone who does not deserve you.Lonely heart; protect yourself against the hurt that lust can cause.Shield your heart against manipulation.Open your eyes and look beyond the beautiful gifts that your lovermight give...</description>
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			<title>The People who we love</title>
			<description>The People who we lovePeople who love methey grow on me like mossI allow them to flourish to their hearts contentwhile i walk through life protected against the cold.Coziness itselfMy blanket of moss and I.And if war breaks out, the people who love me.Become a horn-like layer and so i marchThrough t..</description>
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			<title>Young Ones</title>
			<description>Being blind...</description>
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