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			<title>Good-Bye</title>
			<description>             As I walk though thesewoods I watch the clouds that I can see through the tree tops. Ithink about the current status of my life as everything is fallingdown around me. I can hardly breathe as I see your face in everycorner I know she is now gone and can't really be here. I..</description>
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			<title>The Caliming Whisper</title>
			<description>          I was once told by awonderful person that my voice came from the calming winds of thenorth. So every night before bed I would pray to the gods that heldmy soul to the ground only praying that one day they would set mefree so everyone could hear this so called calming voice. I..</description>
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