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			<title>I guess I don't have a title for nonesense</title>
			<description>There I sit last day in the semester my usual seat in the farthest corner in the&amp;nbsp;outside square just being alone as usual looking here and there searching for something I myself don't know about, everyone's happy and saying their goodbye's guys joking around girls laughing, I sat there enjoying..</description>
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			<title>That reader</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There she comes and sits in her usual seat right next to the fountain so the sound of rushing water would cover every other voice and give her that peaceful reading, she gave a deep sigh to shake away any lecture or studying stress, then follows it a deep breath, inhaling that fresh air with t..</description>
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