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		<description>The original writings of author hansi</description>
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			<title>My little world</title>
			<description>There's a pile of toys,Funny times and joys.Learn the ancient times,Culture and French lines.Climbing mountain high.Counting one to five.Feel the smell of blooms.Trees are growing soon.Sing into the sun shine.Color paint is so fine.ButI want to say,&quot;There is a dreamOf kind human beings&quot;</description>
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			<title>Peter Pan</title>
			<description>I love this fantasy story. I watched the film too. I wanted to write about Peter and Wendy. </description>
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			<title>Messenger Of God</title>
			<description>This is a song that I wanted to write on the Christmas days. There are many children live in the world without their parents. And they all have their own dreams. This is a song for them.</description>
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			<title>Yesteryear or more</title>
			<description>Feel, it wasn't farSeem, it become trueHave you really wished that, these rosesBut it was not in our dreamsA beautiful face that what I seeHow do I sing the rhymes of love ?How do I miss without you now ?I can see the veil is blowing in the windI love to hold it and walk in the rowWe ran after the b..</description>
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			<title>Until  that day</title>
			<description>Oh bee, how do you say tender words to a roseOh rose, how do you read the secret of the windOh wind, how do you pass the rainbow and the seaOh sea, how do you bring me over the waves Feel like, everything is going white and the shineSeem that, Fairies are flying in every nightNo near, but I can touc..</description>
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