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			<title>unheard cries</title>
			<description>on the event of Peshawar</description>
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			<title>Ecstasy</title>
			<description>The depth of those watery eyes,Awakens a surreal sensation in me.And my breath is held back,Every time those honey beads linger on me.Every utterance is an edification,Every breath is the proof of existence,Of the warmth and comfort that then surrounds....That fair hide beneath itself ,Hides the per..</description>
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			<title>A Rhino's Plight</title>
			<description>Is this the voice of a dying soulPlease listen and do not scowl.Am stuck in dreary dead land,all I need is your helping hand...Don't be spiteful and mean,Think twice before committing this sin!Just another thoughtBefore you take this oath,And shall I be grateful thenNot me but the whole animal clan...</description>
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