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			<title>SMELL OF YOUR SOUL</title>
			<description>Smell of Your SoulCan I find another you?Who wears the color of your skinAnd has the texture of your hair.Whose eyes keep roamingButstop at my eyes.Whose moles taste like honeyAnd lips ooze aleYes your lipsJust your lipsMy world your lips.One who keeps countingthe stars on my face...</description>
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			<title>FAUSTUS FOR LOVE</title>
			<description>Each day they ask me, 'If I have too have traded my soul like Faustus,who gave it away out of ambition'.I cannot affirm I cannot deny either,But one day I must confess that,&quot;Yes, it happened long back&quot;.When I was too young to handle my being,my words.It was back then,Bu..</description>
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			<title>THE MOMENT</title>
			<description>Come!Come with me to swim in darkDeep down those twins.My gaze undressing the wounds beneathscratching them for light.The light ,the light,bright, white light.Feel!Feel the tips running,&amp;nbsp;running through your perms.They dance in joy,with my fingers ,pining to dwell there forever.Hold!H..</description>
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			<title>SOLITARY SOUL</title>
			<description>When breaching the confinesAnd rupturing the peripheryThe sigh of grief, finds it wayTo fuse with the blue of despair&amp;nbsp;When dread left&amp;nbsp;its nestWearing the wings of irate howlShedding the feathers of moroseTakes refuge in a solitary land&amp;nbsp;When thun..</description>
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			<title>THE UNFAITHFUL</title>
			<description>The crimson walls, cry loud and loudThat wounded soul's plight of griefWith bare feet, she walked aloneCarrying the burden of a&amp;nbsp;lovely sinA charming face and angel eyesLeft dumb, her&amp;nbsp;words&amp;nbsp;died withinInvoking her God's to lend her an&amp;nbsp;earHer painful voice found none to speakThus&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>THE TWINS</title>
			<description>Deep so deepThose twins coveredHidden but coreWhere longing restsWhere soul gets glimpseI see me and me aloneAs one,the one andwholeApart but partMingled so wellThe self lost to selfWho?Who am I?And who are you?Is it me or am I you?&quot;Its you and youThat breath is..</description>
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			<title>WHEN I SAW YOU ASLEEP....</title>
			<description>So still, so calmThat Evening Blessed,You by my side,I was but cross,Was lost in thoughts,I felt and felt,That was your breath,I broke the wall,And left the mind.Then heard again,This time the beat,Came one step close,I felt and heard,The breath, the beat,And left my World.The World of pain,Of darkn..</description>
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			<title>THE BARREN LAND</title>
			<description>I wish this will passI wish I am lost        I stand in a desert, where&amp;hellip;Dumb darkness kills the lightHorror crawls far and wideHelping hands are never to reach Cracked earth has leafless trees       I see a desolate land, where&amp;hellip;.Frightful echoes are heard a lotSnow is b..</description>
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