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			<title>Seasons Changing</title>
			<description>			Thesummer breeze caresses the cheeks Ofthe people strolling through the city Likea mother's hug they are embraced Bythe warm rays of the sun Revellingin the what they see as the finest days Knowingthey will be missed when they passTomake way for the..</description>
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			<title>Truth Creek</title>
			<description>			Truth CreekI shiver. This cell is cold...The doctors are mean. How did I end up here... Oh god. I want my mom. it's all in my head &amp;#2013266048;&quot; okay. Beginning. The beginning. That's thestart of everything. Right...I always wanted to be anexplorer, ..</description>
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			<title>New love</title>
			<description>I haven't written many poems in my life. I wrote this on impulse, when I was feeling some intense things for someone unexpected.</description>
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