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			<title>Beginings</title>
			<description>Once upon a time&amp;nbsp;Where the skies are velvety blueand rich crimson magenta hue&amp;nbsp;lived a small girl with tales untoldwith deep heart for the&amp;nbsp;good laws of old&amp;nbsp;She wore a dress of whiteand shed tears of light&amp;nbsp;for the dark and cold world below&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;++++&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One ..</description>
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			<title>Where heaven and earth meet</title>
			<description>Once upon a time&amp;nbsp;Where the skies are velvety blueand rich crimson magenta hue&amp;nbsp;lived a small girl with tales untoldwith deep heart for the&amp;nbsp;good laws of old&amp;nbsp;She wore a dress of whiteand shed tears of light&amp;nbsp;for the dark and cold world below&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;++++&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One ..</description>
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			<title>Turn away</title>
			<description>Oust the fall of men from mindand the wait of blood of children kindtake far away from thee such crueland wicked ways that blind&amp;nbsp;Take into thee the salt and lightof truth and good correctionfor though the fire burns tonightfor the spirit, is left resurrection&amp;nbsp;Ne'er lie, dear readers, who r..</description>
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			<title>Come now my actors, dancers and poets</title>
			<description>The seconds passed quicklyoh, how we sought out our timethat faded into the groundlike dust&amp;nbsp;quickly and fleetinglife is but a stageour spotlight is vividfor a small and despairing time&amp;nbsp;So act now, my dancerssingers and poetsrush into the stagemy actors and musicians&amp;nbsp;At young age we fe..</description>
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